10 01 2012

– I just finished rereading the book “Night” by Elie Weisel, a true account of one man’s survival through the Holocaust.  The Holocaust has always fascinated me because it and other genocides, like Rwanda, are proof of prejudice’s raw destructive power.


Broken glass

Shattered by hate

Pride kept behind

A gun guarded gate

Lives that were lost

At useless cost

At the word

Of a man deranged

So much pain

Hidden from the world

For too long

Until it was too late


But even then it was denied

The existence of a genocide





What I Am

1 01 2012

I was rather hesitant to post this poem because I was concerned people would be offended.  The older generation of which I speak in the following verses is mainly a reference to many of the political and business leaders on an international scale, but also on a local/national scale.  The world being left to my generation is not a stable one, but I have faith in my contemporaries that we have learned enough the make improvements and influence the generation behind us from reverting back.  I’m not saying that everything is bad, it is just from my point of view nothing is improving, money is that damn thing we hate to love, and the road is full of big, rusty nails just waiting for my brand new tires.

I am the voice that today is ignored

But tomorrow will ring true

I am the mind in which a generation’s mistakes are stored

And believe me they do not number few

I am the one who will turn things around

And right all past wrongs

I am the hope you have not yet found

How dare you mock my choice of songs

I am the door more open than you

The one that does not segregate

The souls it lets through

I am your future and you are my fate

Balanced on my shoulders there is

An ever-increasing load

Composed of your failed ideas

The trash you leave as you walk this endless road

I am the day no one starves

The day prejudice is no more

The future explorer of the stars

You really should pay attention to me more

Lazy is what you call me

Ungrateful of what I am given

My faults outnumber fish in the sea

By my hormones I am driven

Blind is what I call you

Ignorant of what you have done

Your mistakes could block out the sun

Greed fuels all that you do

I am the rock on which humanity stands

Accept it or not it is the truth

And I will one day join my many hands

For I am all Youth

2011 Alphabet

26 12 2011

I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!! I’ve been super busy with my plethora of relatives so I haven’t been very good about posting, responding to comments, or checking out the blogs of others.  I hope to get back to that soon……

This just sort of came to me and I tried to keep it international because a lot of my readers are not American, but the references to Congress, Casey Anthony, and presidential candidates are American.

I have started a new blog

It’s a little rough right now, but I am slowly polishing away.

I also wanted to let you guys know that at some point soon I will be changing the theme of my blog.  This one just is not versatile enough.  It automatically compresses my posts which prevents me from doing concrete poetry and having verses, among other things. Please let me know how you feel about this decision!!

A is  for Angry Birds

B is for bye bye Steve Jobs

C is for the trial of Casey Anthony

D is for dead as Suddam Hussein

E is for energy that should be clean

F is for the faith in a cancer cure

G is for Greece’s economic collapse

H is for the final Harry Potter

I is for iPhone rampage

J is for the jail Lindsay Lohan should be in

K is for the kick I want to give Congress

L is for less money

M is for Muammar Gaddafi

N is for economic improvement, nada

O is for Occupy Wall Street

P is for the Person of the Year, The Protestor

Q is for questions unanswered

R is for the riots in London

S is for all the stupid presidential candidates

T is for the final Twilight

U is for the unfair treatment of peaceful Muslims

V is for the valiant soldiers coming home

W is for why do some people still not believe in global warming

X is the mark placed over Herman Cain’s presidential campaign

Y is for yes BP, there is still oil in the Gulf of Mexico

Z is for the zen moment we all need ’cause this year’s been nuts!!!