In America

In America

A child is sexually abuse

Raped of their dignity

Raped of their childhood

In America

A child is sexually abused

By people they are supposed to trust

Parents

Ministers

Public officials

Siblings

Just about anyone at all

In America

A child is sexually abused

If the child wont submit willingly

They get

Drugged

Beaten

And who knows what all else

These wolves in sheep's clothing might come up with

In America

A child is sexually abused

It needs to stop

Space Cows

Space cows spraying psychedelic joy juice from their udders

The Angry Cow

Power to the moo

Power to the moo

Hey old farmer We're coming for you

You feed us hay

You feed us grain

For our weight you want to gain

To take us to the house

To become beef and steak

Hey old farmer we don't play that way

You come with your prod and great big stick

I'll take my hooves and give you a mighty kick

That electric fence is just a joke

Yes it gives a mighty jolt

My friends and I will break on through

To eat off the field we want to

Power to the moo

Power to the moo

Hey old farmer We're coming for you

The Wedding Party (A Nort the Newt story)

The party after the wedding to celebrate the joyful union between Sally the salamander to Nort the newt, and to Natasha the newt to Steve the salamander.  Was held with much joy, fun, and laughter.  Everyone dancing, eating, and having a good time.  Things of note, When the couples went to cakes.  They each took a piece of cake and fed it to each other ( looked more like smashing it in their face.)  When the couples went to take the dance floor, Nort tripped.  Steve tried to catch him and they both fell to the floor.  Willow the wolf cub caught the flowers thrown by Sally, and Mandy the mountain lion cub caught the flowers thrown by Natasha.  A boxing match started between rwo of the guests, and they had to be told to leave.  After things had calm down and everyone was seated.  Nathan stood up, raised his glass and said" To the lucky couples, may the four of them live with unending love of each other."  There were a round of cheers as glasses all around were raised.  Then Harry the hawk stood up and said" How do I follow that, except to say congratulations and may your lives ever be filled with joy."  Again another round of cheers, with glasses raised.  Later Steve spoke with Nort" I thought the Great Horned Owl, only liked doing weddings that only had one couple in it.  How did you get him to do a double wedding?"  Nort told Steve" You are right he is one for tradition in this sort of matter.  I was doing some work for him and we discussed it.  He was still not sure about the idea, but decided he would do it."  Nathan sneaked up behind Steve and spooked him.  Nathan asked" Where are the lovely women?"  Steve answered" Over there talking to the bride's maids."  Nathan added" Well congratulations, and Steve thank your friend again for catering the wedding party."  Steve said" Will do."  However as all good parties must come to an end.  Both couples walked to the end of the clearing where two friends Harry the hawk, and his wife Helen the hawk were waiting. Nort and Sally climbed onto Harry's back, Steve and Natasha climbed onto Helen's back.  The launched into the air, waving at the crowd below.

I will not change a word

You will have to change your poem they said

Some of your language is not appropriate

No I said

No

You do not tell me how to write

You do not tell me how to express myself

You do not tell me how to release the emotional flood within me

I write and still I get pulled down into the undertow

In the current of emotional thought

Yes some of my language is crude

But that is just the state my mind is in

You have no say

I have no say

The words flow from pure emotion

Unto the page

Every word is an out pouring of

Blood

Tears

Pain

Joy

An out pouring of pure emotional force

A true sign

That I am human

Every word

No matter the wording

Is spilled from my heart and soul

I will not change a word of it

For to do so would be a betrayal

A betrayal to myself

A betrayal to who I am

A betrayal to human existence

Every word

The language

Rush out from the flood gates of the soul

I have no control over it

The flood cleanses

Heart

Mind

Soul

Body

I will change nothing

I will not deny the truth

That lies behind each word

The language may be crude for some

But

It is truth at it's essence

You will have to change your poem they said

Some of your language is not appropriate

No I said

No

Depression

They said that I was worthless

They said that I was ugly

They told me I would never amount to anything

Though these words were spoken by bullies years ago

They still rage inside my head

While they were laughing

I was dying inside

While they were enjoying life

I thought about ending mine

They

Taunted

Kicked me

And beat me

They called it fun

I called it hell

Years later I have gotten better

I open up more

But I still have a hard time trusting people

Part of me still thinks

Everyone just wants to make me the joke

That everyone does not care about my feelings

I know that is not true

But that is what happens

With depression

I still hear the voices of the bullies

Calling

Taunting

Ringing inside my head

Day after day

Those memories seem to play

Like a never ending movie

A Poet

A poet lives the words that he writes

Their every emotion jotted down

With ever pen stroke

Hurt

Sorrow

Love

Joy

Even emotions that go

MUCH

MUCH

Deeper than those

Emotion that sit at the very core of

The human soul

The human existence

The very fabric of our being

Is spoken within our verses