Imprinted

They don’t show on Doppler radar
the personal hurricanes
but rest assured the carnage
is imprinted in each brain
behind every face you see
may be brutal wind and rain
or the wreckage of expectations
they can’t even explain

How long will it take
to recover and rebuild
how long will it be
before their heart is filled
with a cautious hope
that things might be okay
before the faith comes back
they need to face the day

with something like confidence
there are angels on their side
be gentle with each other
it’s been a helluva ride

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Conflicting Opinions

We prayed for God
to divert the storm
we only felt a glancing blow
but someone was in the bullseye
were their prayers not as good
as ours? I’d like to know.

There are conflicting opinions
as to who’s being punished for what
but to the extent that His hand
is in this at all I believe
He is still trying to teach us
how desperately we need each other

If you go it alone
that’s how you arrive
what’s the point of that
are you really alive

Come Out, Come Out

The Dreams are missing
I don’t understand
they were just here the other day
have they gone into hiding
while reality gets
all up in my face?
I thought they were
more dependable.

No matter. We shall continue
to do what there is to do
until they choose to
come out, come out,
wherever they are.

Inside the Snow Globe

1.
Observers observed
average people
of below average means
struggling to do average things

Specialized eyes
may have detected
the Faith, Hope, and Love
holding it all together
like super glue and duct tape

through various average
storms and trials
enabling them to go on
and continue to smile

2.
Inside the snow globe
regaining equilibrium
finding beauty in the
floating glitter was
a special gift she shared

waiting through average days
for the little world to be
turned upside down and shaken
again, all good until
dropped and broken.

Fun and Games

Often times the cure
seems worse than the disease
if you lie down with the dogs
you might get up with fleas
They say it won’t get better
until we feel the squeeze
and virtually everything
is a matter of degrees
It’s all fun and games
until one you love goes down
the statistic has a name
the expiration has a sound
you feel you should do something
you just don’t know what
anything to help untie
the knots there in your gut
The Golden rule gets lip service
from those in a position
to actually do something
to alter these conditions
and they will gladly help you
if you can pay the price
otherwise you’ll only get
gratuitous advice
Doing no harm is just about
the best that I can do
If I can’t help myself
how am I going to help you
But maybe if enough folks
get together in some way
we could help each other
make it to a better day
It’s all fun and games
until one you love goes down
the statistic has a name
the expiration has a sound

No Warrior

He washes a plate and a frying pan
he washes a fork and knife
he washes his face, he washes his hands
and settles down for the night
trying to get his head around
the bad news of the day
mind blown by the numbers
of people who need him to pray
and how with a snap of God’s fingers
so many things are shattered
and for each of us at a given time
there is just one life that matters.

He never felt like a warrior
not qualified for the task
but they must really need it
or they wouldn’t ask
So as he lays him down to sleep
he prays the Lord their souls to keep
it may seem too simple
but it’s the bottom line
I’ll pray for yours
you can pray for mine

Keep Holding On

In a state of disrepair
might be easier to demolish
but a nail here, a nail there
a little spit and polish
won’t ever be as good as new
but better than being gone
when it’s all you know to do
keep holding on, hold on
In a state of disbelief
is this really real
a little comedy relief
might help the way I feel
a song bird at the feeder
or a rabbit on the lawn
when it’s all you know to do
keep holding on, hold on
Hold on to the beauty
hold on to the love
hold on to your faith
that there’s a God above
hold on
Is it cowardice or just wisdom
advertised to come with age
that has us pouring water on
the fires that feed our rage
and relying on the process
of karma to get it done
when it’s all you know to do
keep holding on, hold on
It might be your nature
to lower your head and swing
it might be your nature
to hold it high and sing
either choice is valid
if it gets you to the dawn
if it’s all you know to do
keep holding on, hold on
Hold on to the beauty
hold on to the love
hold on to your faith
that there’s a God above
hold on