Knife to a Gun Fight

There is a guerilla war underway,
a massive struggle of planetary proportions,
there are quite clearly two sides in this struggle
and unfortunately both believe they are right.
We operate inside the well established rules of international law,
you,
you operate by the rules of a street thug,
a common criminal,
a school yard bully.
This ongoing battle illustrates clearly the newly shaping face of war.
No longer it seems at least at this moment in history,
a convention between two or more states,
it is now a struggle between all well meaning people represented by international instruments which yes must include national militaries and UN Peacekeepers.
The other side of this dynamic uses irrational logic
and those willing to give up their lives to engage in an illegitimate war of terror.
The present looks on you with disgust.
The future will look on you as thieves of the grandest level;
Criminals who steal our most cherished right –
Life!

SDM

STAINS

What do you hope to accomplish,
Instilling fear,
And staining our consciousness with blood,
That of people who have found their duty,
In keeping the peace,
And distributing food,
Selflessly promoting the greater good,
One food stuff,
One bandage at a t time,
You,
From the safety of your cowardly hole,
Proclaim martyrs of those who exact your senseless violence,
When the true martyrs,
Are those whose lives you take,
You lurk in the shadows,
Keeping your face from us,
That you may never be called to task,
For your abhorrent behavior,
You claim pride,
From your hideout,
You claim strength,
From your safe holds,
But, those of rational mind,
Know your crimes against humanity,
And our outrage at your attacks lead us steadfast on our course.

Your pride is shocking,
An assault on our sensibilities,
An assault on our future,
Are you blinded by your own rhetoric,
Stupefied by your ideology,
Caught in your web of lies and deceit,
Its true we are not like you,
Proudly so,
Its true you are cowards,
Terrorists,
Proudly so,
On opposite ends of the spectrum,
You relish death, mayhem and destruction,
We strive for stability,
Trying to correct the inequalities of the past,
We deliver aid,
And you deliver suicide bombers –

Who do you think history will absolve?

SDM

What is...

What is Hope?
Is hope not a powerful human condition which transcends all known information?
Does hope not laugh in the face of adversity?
Or call upon our species for that one more push despite the conclusion of our well documented wisdom?
Does hope not call from within us a force which can only be referred to as an indomitable spirit?
Hope defies logic rationally and yet our desires seem to leave us wanting.
I may hope for a Big Mac, or a Pair of Nike’s, a Phat Farm Jacket, a new Porsche or an old one or perhaps for our favorite politician or sports team to win:
Perhaps it is the misuse of that powerful human condition, the cheapening of an essential spiritual tool which has weakened our societal fabric.
What have we become?
Replacing faith, belief, God and hope with faceless corporations and morally corrupt leaders – BANKRUPT!

SDM

Pursuit of Human

I know the allure of vices,
Their tantalizing effects,
And the draw,
I’ve felt their forces,
And succumb to their ways,
I AM HUMAN,

IMPERFECT,

Attracted to the unknown,
Excited –
I’ve felt the intoxicating effects,
Numbed myself,
Retreated,
But now,
I find myself reaching,
Looking for something more,
That only virtue can deliver,
Love,
Patience,
Compassion,
Strength,
I AM HUMAN IN MY PURSUIT.

SDM