Sunrise Over Saskatchewan

Sunrise Over Saskatchewan

 

Sunrise over Saskatchewan

Where have all the good times gone?

In the past forever to last in memory

While tomorrow offers the tempting promises of eternity

With Malcolm X I demand respect

Who are you to cajole and vex?

I am free

Standing under understanding the glory of the pine tree

Water is life

To my rhythmic lovers of fantasy I am more than wife

Cut deeply oh sacred knife – cleansed by the fire’s flame

I TOO HAVE DESIRE!!!

I bear no shame

Stab into marrow and bone

I stand alone

With friends and family

I am free

 

I see the tea?

A gentle watering can appropriately green

A funky white container with flowers pretty

Ever been to New York City?

Babylon is not as pretty as a

Sunrise over Saskatchewan

Our collective innocence is gone

And this is a birthday pome?

I missed the garden have pardon

 

Let me bake you a cake

Let me be real and not fake

Let me say have a special day

For this is the anniversary of your birth

Janice Lee Dongworth

Here’s a clue

Like Jesus, I love you

But as we go on in time and fades this rhyme

Will that be true?

Cash the photoflash the moment is gone

Sunrise over Saskatchewan 

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I Shall Rise

I Shall Rise

 

Meat and bones dollars and cents he takes a chance                         

Here’s a dollar baby do you do more than dance?                            

Sparkling eyes tomorrow dies in yes and no                                     

Let’s make the trick quick I gotta do a show                                    

 

I’ve been cheated by men full of greed

They take and take but have no need

But I shall rise you can’t keep me down

I shall rise you can’t deny my crown

 

My past of a fool fuels the rocket to fly

I declare beware I ain’t gonna take a lie

Look hear mister I got my fighting shoes on

Have no sad tear sweet sister my life ain’t gone

 

I’ve been cheated by men full of greed

They take and take but have no need

But I shall rise you can’t keep me down

I shall rise you can’t deny my crown

 

On La Rue Avenue there’s a comic store

Batman and the Joker fight in eternal war

Can you sleep at night sir that’s the real score?

It’s easy to get high but it’s hard to soar

 

I’ve been cheated by men full of greed

They take and take but have no need

But I shall rise you can’t keep me down

I shall rise you can’t deny my crown

 

Scum of the Earth Jesus died for you

What is your worth one and one is two

The calculus of capitalism is pain

Like a crook you took from the insane

Let me explain you’re a carnal crook vain

 

There’s a cop waiting to stop your red corvette

You’re a real prince but even the kings regret

I’m going in the dungeon to find my gold

Life is a tale and the future’s still untold

 

I’ve been cheated by men full of greed

They take and take but have no need

But I shall rise you can’t keep me down

I shall rise you can’t deny my crown 

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A Poet's Peace

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 

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Dating In The 20th Century

 Dating In The 20^th Century

 

Love is a four letter word and so shall it be              

Face to face living in a place of reality                      

I held your hand and baby that was the start              

I came to understand the beauty of your heart           

 

Back in the days when America was free

We were dating in the twentieth century

It was me and you and you and me

We were dating in the twentieth century

 

Tripping on modernization in chaotic times

Clever poets were ever searching for better rhymes

Darling tell me one and one do they make two

Darling tell me can you make all my dreams come true

 

Back in the days when America was free

We were dating in the twentieth century

It was me and you and you and me

We were dating in the twentieth century

 

Driving the long way home for a romantic view

Whispering sweet nothings the way that lovers do

I was seeking some pie in the sky fantasy

Dreaming of the ideal trying to feel the real me

 

Back in the days when America was free

We were dating in the twentieth century

It was me and you and you and me

We were dating in the twentieth century

 

I had visions of you in radiant naked glory

In deepest sin we told the blatant story

True lovers the truth discovers the very soul

Singing the blues in the age of rock and roll

 

Music on the radio we were singing along

Words of the prophets they were making us strong

Two voices united in the melody of the few

The voices united baby it was me and you

 

Back in the days when America was free

We were dating in the twentieth century

It was me and you and you and me

We were dating in the twentieth century

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Philosophers of State

Philosophers of State

 

A far away galaxy shimmering in shyness

In haunting taunting darkness lost in bliss

Two lovers recover swearing no more of this

Reconciliation is the sweetest form of kiss

I look to heaven from a particular point of view

The world has gone crazy and yes that means you

Jets fighters roaring, Jet bombers soaring

How many slain is the method of scoring

While Judas covets an alabaster flask

And every politician puts on the perfect mask

So where do we turn? How do we learn?

Never mind says the CEO it’s none of your concern

While all the crops are synthetically made

Computer digits is the popular currency paid

There is nowhere to run and just one place to hide

The lines are drawn choose an ambiguous side

Earth First seeks blood to quench its thirst

But I know killing for Jesus equals the worst

And I am but a poet observing the ride

Come speak the truth and you’ll be crucified

Every angle is formed by only two lines meeting

So to bread and medicine I send my greeting

All the so called hoodlums would have been blown away

If it weren’t for the fact that bodies decay

Yet every reality is conformed by the mind

In Jack the Ripper cruelty they find themselves kind

So shoot a satellite to Jupitar and leave us behind

In your own heart lay the treasures you wish to find

Unfortunately the fortunate are foolish and blind

But hey I say haven’t we seen this play before?

The one Hollywood made with the perfect score

Where all the names have been changed to hide the guilt

By slaves were the great Egyptian pyramids built

So I point to Manhattan with a nod of my head

Where philosophers of state proclaim

“We’d be better off if you were dead” 

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