There is a child in a stroller
to the right of me, blowing
on a whistle, sharply, as
he flaps his hands
A bird with broken wings,
screeching through its
tiny beak, while hawks
A certain hawk that I
look up to, a phantom
predator which has been dead
for years and yet still flies with the rest
The hawks that still live
who desire such vulnerable
birds I deplore, and yet what
should I think about the one long dead?
If only this child in his stroller
had talons strong,
so that he could not be
If only that dead man
were not a demon
his flight would then
have been graceful
Forgive me, if only I’d emulate
The grace that you have carried in your heart.
Abide with me, although you emanate
A modesty and humbleness, apart
I’ve been from Him and you, it’s been too long.
I have tried, and yet I fail to love
At times. The darkness in my mind is wrong.
You know there is some goodness in your dove;
Your child, the mustard seed, small but growing.
The stubborn tree, a nuisance through and through.
Yet you have taught me all about sowing,
To cut the weeds and branches gone askew.
And so I wish to let you know I’ve grown,
Because of you I’ll never be alone.
if there is a reason
when there may only be
when and who
you often used the word opportunity
misspelled it perhaps because I am American
A reoccurring, inexplicable
despair and the question of suicide.
The garden of
The specifics surrounding
This generation attends the funerals
of those they did not know.
My heart is beating a little faster
After listening to the night
Then hearing gunshots
It comes every now and then
But I never really notice
I wonder if those bullets
Made their mark
But most likely bouncing off alley walls
Never mind now I hear the sirens
That could only mean one thing
And it’s only midnight
At least the police responded
Ashamed it gave me such a rush
And that now I’m not despondent
Since something happened
Someone is dead or dying
The sirens are still blaring
No one has a seatbelt to fasten
And now it is silent again
Lead pulverizing flesh
Men finding quicker ends