Rebel Hopes

Rebel Hopes

On the way

To being a renegade spirit

These worn out days

I have ideas

That are not so unique

With words

Bleak

But I hope to see a

Light

Guided by my own

Divine sight

For wherever I am pulled

I will hold on

To these rebel hopes

Not Level

There was never

Fairness

In capitalists

The idea was trivial

Literal

Jargon

On a page

So the ones who

Proclaim the top

Take what they can

All their days

So the rest

Can debate

The endless ways

To divide what is left

But well below

We will stay

Lazy Fanatics

Lazy fanatics

Wait for the words

Rather than analytics

To make the judgement call

About what to believe

There is but a small hope

That laziness will be rebuked

Someday soon

The lazy fanatics

Will have their debts

Come due

Quick and Judicious

Quick and judicious

Was the decision

Incision

Point

From my eye

To my hand

A quick stand

Taken

When confusion

Runs true

Across the land

So take the hope

Of today

Into tomorrow

When a judicious decision

Is strewn in sorrow

Double Greedy

If it were one

Make it two

Or three

Take them all

Take from him

Take from me

If it were double greed

It would be easy to see

So be aware

Of those

Trying to take everything

They can see

Rhetorical Waves

It started with a few words

Like a leaking faucet

On a dry day

As the hopes of many

Became united

In one discrete shade of

Grey

So they say

That the rhetorical waves

Had begun

From the drops into the ocean

It all was one

In that moment

I knew the sea change

Had already won

Wide-Eyed Ocean

The wide eyed ocean

Breeze

Filled with salty

Vibes and evenings

Long and cool

Into the night

I close my eyes

And feel those

Wide-Eyed Ocean

Life

My Straw North

The old county

Where I grew up

The straw north

Outside the state park

Where you could hear the rides

At night

Off the highway

That creaked in the evening

And cracked at dawn

The fields filled with

Corn and life

Back on

The other side