A Poet's Peace
I perceive, therefore I mourn, my spirit torn, a new life reborn
Waves of light, shine bright as shimmering leaves of trees
in the breeze
I color outside of the lines and quite often not even in the
book
Life is never black and white, I always take more than one
look
The ink used to create this poem is the blood from my veins
In the asylum robbed of freedom, torment fermented my brains
I was drunk on righteous thoughts, caught in messiah
syndrome
Mother Earth cried in anguish, beseeching for personal
redemption
My mind rotted by clicks of whispering memories, too evil to
mention
I was a Navajo a billion years ago and knew the secrets of
the universe
But man, violated the plan and creation was subjugated to a
curse
The water broke, I awoke, I trembled in utter terror as I
heard the Word spoke
In exaltation I cried "I Am here to liberate you"
but everybody thought it was a joke
Padded walls and straight jackets, psychiatric hospitals
little more than rackets
Thorazine shuffle, thoughts they muzzle, a few pieces
missing from the puzzle
Committed to the cause, committed by their laws, a danger to
society
Meanwhile merchants of death massacre masses efficiently,
proficiently
Dare not question or mention the absurd contradiction
Serve the institute, salute the flag, they're always looking
for a raw recruit
But Love touched me as a gentle rain on a parched land
coveting relief
In my helpless state of dire need I could forsake hatred and
greed
Four stars on the uniform or a business suit doesn't make
you less of a thief
But on my journey, God turned me around and do you know what
I found
In abandoning carnal desire and allowing the fire to inspire
In my mind I find I can be kind and even love my very enemy
You see when you release darkness and allow hatred to cease
If you truly believe you too shall achieve A Poet's Peace
