Showing posts with label misdirected penguin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label misdirected penguin. Show all posts

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Check, Checkmate


Yesterday I attended 100,000 Poets for Change, and this is the poem I wrote to share at this year's event. Other poems I shared were Misdirected Penguin, A Chance for Atonement, and Unsung Heroes (also posted below).

Check, Checkmate

The dove queen watches the eagle king play chess,
Getting into check again and again and again

Wondering if when the game finally comes to checkmate
Who or what will truly win

If humankind will all turn into pillars of salt or become
Shadows on the sides of the buildings that remain

Or if instead she will take the olive branch from the King’s claws
And bring peace down upon the Earth once more to reign

Unsung Heroes

Unsung heroes there
Whilst we are bickering here
Who is right or wrong
Sing thee the hero's song

For those in lands faraway
Who may not live to see another day

Unsung heroes every one
Someone's daughter, someone's son
Doing their job until day is done
Sing thee the hero's song

No matter what side of the aisle you're on
Or which religion you choose to don
Unsung heroes far and near
All to someone very dear
Ask not why we are here
Sing thee the hero's song

Pray for peace and freedom from greed
Pray for relief from every need
Unsung heroes every one 
Care for them as they cared for us
In our love they put their trust
Sing thee the hero's song

And pray they all see another dawn
The dawn of coming home

Monday, October 3, 2011

Misdirected Penguin

This poem is one I wrote for the 100 Thousand Poets for Change event, but did not read (figured it might be too esoteric for some reason). I'm posting it in response to something that Phillip Larrea shared on Facebook today...and I then shared with my friends - there goes that Breck commercial running through my head again!

A misdirected penguin

Polar bears losing their ice

Odd weather patterns


All warnings we refuse to heed


How does the future

Keep on shining in the dark

Darkness caused by greed?


Good shepherds? Not us

In our gods we do not trust

But rather we devour

The golden calf’s false power


Thereby hastening the hour

Of our own species’ demise


We hasten also

The hour of our world’s demise

By being thusly unwise


Why do we life forsake?