REALITY

A Prospector For Truth

I’m just a relic; seeking eternal truth;
in a realm where truth rarely exists;
thoughts, desensitized by dry vermouth;
lonely; longing for a passionate kiss.

A prospector; well beyond my youth;
in search of rare treasures of gold;
a wordsmith, of sorts; as well as

Tunnel Of Understanding

Life is a tunnel of limited understanding;
a journey that all of us must travel;
within it; all are divided by branding;
causing reality, itself, to unravel.

Although it is true; that all of us are equal;
each of us is separate and unique;
we’ve been,

Smart Bombs

Civilization rapidly continues to advance;
but not all of that progress is good;
mens’ jeans with shotgun holes in the pants;
I dare not claim, I understood.

The arrows of archers are no longer around;
smart bombs have made them irrelevant;
determining within; where they’ll hit ground;

On A Day The Earth Stood Still

All began, as a thought on God’s mind;
for life was an act of His will;
in a flash of light; a reality was designed;
on a day, the earth stood still.

Universal motion created heaven and earth;
consciousness was at its

My Sunday Prayer

Dear Lord,

Your people are gathered together;
one people; one spirit; one mind;
divisions shall evaporate, forever;
it is how your love is designed.

You didn’t create walls of separations;
you created us all to be One;
there’s no getting even; nor reparations;
we’ll

Baby Steps

We begin life; learning how to walk;
starting out; we only could crawl;
crawling around we learned baby talk;
viewing our new world in awe.

In the beginning; we spoke words of our own;
for we were determined and quite contrary;
we quickly learned that our crib was

A World Of Our Dreams

I was sure, I’d become a basketball hero;
a savant of the sport; a star;
my prospects for such; amounted to zero;
my dreams were more than bizzare.

Most of us long to become a hero,
to those we love and respect;
we might

The Power Of Influence

Everyone considers each as an individual;
set apart from all of the rest;
perhaps, instead; we’re a part of the residual;
of creation’s magnificent quest.

In this world our life energies separate;
as indiviuals; we become seen;
in death, our energies somehow repatriate;
and