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WAR AND PEACE  

We war within our members
 when rising in desire
conflicts abound from elevated state
we're cast into the fire
 who contends with us??
    frustration cries, while groping for its crime
 The Teacher of mankind, in patience
 is our Nemesis at this time.
He reveals the place that He abides
and that this place is low
 instructs that if right here we'll sit
then peace is what we'll know.
this peace is real, there is no other
The physical realm has no plan
 that's not counterfeit, that's not full of shit
whether it be church or science
presumed power or wealth
if will breaks free from the one
rationalizes selfish ambition
grants distinction and privilege
 finds its source in the temporal
        then two is created and diabolis is born
our internal region becomes war torn
  so we have no recourse, but to play it out.
                                                         
In this the hard lesson
 the insanity and death
 fear and confusion
     a collage of blood and sorrow
 for those who would wage war against the One
 who is Peace, who is Love
 get a preview of hell
and since we're connected, we all sample it well
to perhaps wake us up, give us a clue
  whether we be American or Russian or Arab or Jew
democrat or republican or whomever or whatever
 to our personal accountability
 introspections a necessity
view clearly our own vanity
find humility in this tragedy
point the finger where it belongs
       and pursue Him that makes for our peace
 to be ambassadors of the One
 that reconciles all.

              © Dale Wicks                        

Poetry

 


FREED HEART,  UNDERSTANDING MIND
       
The shell no longer does confine
when hearts embrace higher design
Connecting intimately with eternal one
found in the room of midnight sun
No style of speech is found, but praise
A song of peace, the soul does raise
The bars swing open to his temporal dwell
for he sees in this midst, that all is well
A glory that shall never fade
unlike the things that man has made
Deserving of the deepest affection
for it is the key to love's perfection.
                         
©Dale Wicks
 

© Dale Wicks
 

Fret chosen, causing harm
Swells rise, attempt to choke
Waters foaming, furiously chop
In one who cannot cope
Inner complaints ever rising
Embraced sour judgments divide
Waters churn sand, shell, with mire
and bitter is the taste of the tide
Mature patience's understanding
In stillness, lack of gravity grows
Waters reflect one's tranquil skies
While waiting in repose

© Dale Wicks
 

© Dale Wicks
 

                      

  INDEPENDENTLY ALIVE

Some people say the dead will live on
as long as in our memories we hold dear.
Well I don't want trouble,
but I must burst your bubble.
Those who go only pass on from here.

So if they're not here, then they will be there
Where is there?, why wherever they please
They could be standing near you
or hanging out in Timbuktu
either way they don't need you to be.

©Dale Wicks

FIVE SENSES or FIB SENSES

Fragments of light...five senses, that's your portion...no more soup for you...nothing you can do...to increase or enhance, your stance...with this glance...at this dance...so drop the acorns...to become oaks..like your folks...make good furniture to store some notes...stop the presses...headline reads...all that blesses, all that breathes...comes from a seed...then the seeds have weeds...how wacky...like the tobaccy...getting all surreal up in this place...who can trace...the outline of intention...which comes with every invention...of each attitude, thought, or deed?...speak the words of wisdom...let it be...let it be...

RESIGNATION OF THE EXPENDABLE

All around, is where they're found
Taking a pounding in the backside
by the power brokers who thrust hard
speaking just bend over and take this.
So it is, So it will be
with us always is the slimy
who rape land and people
See the need, yes, let them eat cake
spin it a little, make genuine of fake
Tell them lies like in 1984
so the fear will make compliant
as from the least we take more.
More liberties, more rights
more money, they won't fight.
They're the expendable
yet we're their hirelings
making a mess of things
hope they don't wise up
and start mass firings.

©Dale Wicks
 

© Dale Wicks 

 
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