WHEN POWER S OFF


The power went off last night,
I couldn’t see without any light.
Flashlights were in a cabinet somewhere,
But I couldn’t get there from here,
In the darknessI was stumbling along the way
Over things I should have put away.
Shoes, clothes, bottle of water I left to drink,
Everything but the kitchen sink.
Ah ha, I remembered my trusty cell phone,
It worked for ET. He was able to call home.
But where was I when I made my last call?
Was I in bed or somewhere down the hall?
I thought I was wandering in the temple of doom,
Until I realized I hadn’t left my room.
The power came on and everything was in sight,
But now I couldn’t sleep because of the light.
I’m glad I was up, for goodness sake,
Everyone was complaining I was keeping them awake.
The power went off again, I was almost in bed,
Too much trouble, I’ll sleep on the floor instead.
I’ll organize my things and put them away,
But not tonight, I’m tired, some other day.

When the Wall Fell


I cheered when the wall came down,

Thinking darkness and secrecies of mankind,

Would be opened and exposed,

And love and hope I would find,

 

When people of other countries rebelled,

Speaking up against injustice and tyranny,

With sit-ins and rallies, they refused to leave,

Until voices were heard and they were free,

 

But militant groups raised their guns,

Determined their type of order must prevail,

Pushing dissidents from roads and parks,

Insisting that peaceful protestors must fail,

 

The internet buzzed as countries fell one by one,

As people shed their blood for freedom won,

Yet tyranny would not easily back down,

For power and wealth are rarely done,

 

From various news sources we saw police,

In scenes reminiscent of Kent State,

Pepper spray and bash some heads,

Creating again deep strands of hate,

 

A politician uttered comments of glee,

“If they just do what they’re told,

They’ll always be free,”

 

Not understanding the truths that are sought,

Of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness,

Eloquently stated by our founding fathers,

Peace cannot be forced under brutal duress,

 

Their blood stains the peaceful ground,

As people stand against those who oppress,

As waves of protest go from town to town,

Facing those who are trying to suppress,

 

When any of those selected to protect and serve,

Become the abusers of our society,

Then we become more like the rest of the world,

Fighting our own brand of tyranny,

 

Our domestic tranquility must not be induced by fear,

Nor should the general welfare fall under the heel,

Of any group with power or status who would dare steer,

Away from peace and make our blessings of liberty less real.