Lessons

Hear the complaints
see the disgust
time is passing by
when will life get back
when will normality return?
Why?
So quick everyone is
work
school
sports
art
computer
the list on the fridge
goes on and on
every minute
to the second
of every day is planned
’til exhausted
one drops into bed.
Look around
what do you see?
Look around
what do you hear?
Birds singing
clearly heard
lack of traffic
makes it so.
Streets
quiet
stores
no longer a meeting place.
Wait…..
hear that I do
sweet giggle of child
deep baritone of dad
as together they play
slowed down
spending time
with each other
learning their truth.
We have a chance
a choice
to create a new future
a slower future
where emphasis is
family
friends
life in its beauty
nature
seen now by eyes
appreciated
reclaimed.
Do not forget
or
lost shall be
these lessons learned.
©May 7/20
Picture is my own

Awaiting Rapine

Rubble
reduced
ravaged land
claw through debris
floating from dull grey clouds
there is no summer
there is no spring
or fall
only the winter of destruction
lays across the land.
Crowing
destruction
laid waste
world
no longer flourishing
survival the new way
the only way.
Rusted crown
upon Jester’s head
shaking rattle
fiery denial
wrong doing not done
slanderous rage
all blaming
finger pointing
mouths screaming.
Gather round
murderous claim
no better then vultures
hovering
waiting…..
for death
waiting…..
for the axe to fall
head to roll
alas dear Horatio
it is already too late.
©Jan. 27/20
Picture via Pintrest

Future Unknown

Frivolous
dance on the greens
succubi leap
satyrs plies
jumble of horns
pipes
leading the lascivious
hidden behind the golden veil.
Debauchery
mask of solemnity
shown to the world
ripped free
drunk from the fountain of greed
sated on the bones of the poor
unwanted
undesired
save for man’s glory.
Rumbles begin to grow
voices raised in dissent.
Daises beribboned in scarlet
thunderous condemnation
for the hordes
(peaceful protest)
dismissed as foolish
uneducated
ignorant of truth.
‘How dare they compare
decide 
they have the strength
the inborn knowledge 
such as we
to make wrack and ruin 
of this glorious world’
Pious bastards.
Sanctimonious bitches.
Banal words spoken.
Hush the populace
this is the thought
unoriginal as it is.
Awaken.
Lay at their feet no longer.
Pull down pretenders
who would lay waste
decimate
until…..
©July 20/19
Picture via Pinterest

Rumination

Sat above the world
staring at the streets below
wondering
who drives
who walks
who talks
who thinks about the world around
more than their own existence?
Time has come
there is no miracle to be found
there is no magic wand
there is no mystical chant
that is going to erase
eradicate
the damage that has been done
upon the psyche of the earth.
Species doomed
wiped out
men who still hunt
who still murder
endangered animals
to appease the greed of those
who believe
as idiots do
that there is something that will make them better
that will make them stronger
make them more virile
when in reality
they are a nightmare wrapped in luscious silken robes.
Garbage
floating in our oceans
our seas
found in the bellies of beached whales
war may be fought over a garbage mound
when will it all be caught?
Sat upon the world on high
tears fall
rain upon the heads of those below
bewildered as the night is clear
the stars agleam
while I sit
lost in sorrow
in regret
for there shall be no mistaking
the death of the world as it is known.
Replaced with…..
crime
hatred
bigotry…..
liars
who with subtle manners
will tear this world apart
dooming it
dooming mankind
to certain death.
©May 2/19
Picture via Pinterest found for me by The Eclectic Contrarian

Mistaken

Privilege
unearned
layer upon layer of deceit
no one knows
no one can know
our freedoms
our trust
merely a mirage.
We thought
(clearly mistaken)
that we could decide
choose
live life for ourselves
pursue our dreams
yet this is not true.
Allowed the illusion
delusion
chattel we are
yoked
penned within cities
towns
hamlets
none are safe.
With subtle movement
crowded towards an uncertain future
lead by vicious men
using blood money
to take over the world.
©April 29/19
Picture via Pinterest

When?

When?
When did it become the norm?
To sell votes for favors……
to sell salvation for dollars…..
to degrade children
allowing them to fall through the cracks
lost and alone
while their parents are terrorized?
When?
When did time change so much?
That morals sit in the bin
taken out with the trash?
That freedoms fought so hard for
lives lost
widows made
can be torched in a moment?
When?
When did truth become a slippery slope?
When did mans lies become legitimate facts?
When did the values, the mores I remember
become so archaic
that they no longer can be found?
I weep for those times passed
mourning the loss of simpler times
when the world was not threatening to shatter. 
Jay-lyn Doerksen
©May 25/18
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