I look to the stars,
And discover a fire,
Burning inside of me,
A desire to change the world,
Starting with what we see,
Reality,
Relative,
Shaded by perception,
But in this age,
We seem led by deception,
A sly game,
Of three card Monty,
That we’re never meant to win,
Except enough to suck us in,
I smile as in the moons glow,
I begin to realize what we need to know,
It starts with in,
Understanding our souls,
Feeling our spirits,
And learning to let go,
Each moment,
Each hour and day,
Filled with choice and opportunity,
If only we could see,
How beautiful this world is,
And how beautiful it could be,
I look to the stars,
And the great out there,
And wonder will this world ever be fair,
Will we ever right our wrongs,
And realize the hope of our songs,
The dreams of poets, lovers and artists of all sorts,
I see the sky,
And the promise that it makes,
And it starts with me,
That’s all it takes,
We are the champions of our destiny,
What will you choose?
SDM
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Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Choose - Live or Die
10 minutes to midnight,
what will happen when the clock strikes twelve,
will Saddam’s maniacal Cinderella tale come to an end,
on the screen I just saw,
the B – 52’s getting ready,
on the runway,
fueled,
Is it time to go?
8 minutes to midnight,
is it time for blanket bombing to begin?
7 minutes to midnight,
at least in Baghdad;
the coalition of the willing,
about to drop bombs,
defense contractors pockets filling,
6 minutes now,
what are we to think?
5 minutes,
I’d really like a drink,
My mind wandering,
I’d really like to know,
Are the B – 52’s just for show,
Ask the Vietnamese,
They’ll tell us true,
4 minutes now,
oil fires in Basra await,
3 minutes,
surrender or fight,
2 minutes,
expedition in Iraq two hours ago,
12 hours early,
1 minute:
Choose –
Live or die?
SDM
______________________________
Context: Written the night the US invaded Iraq
what will happen when the clock strikes twelve,
will Saddam’s maniacal Cinderella tale come to an end,
on the screen I just saw,
the B – 52’s getting ready,
on the runway,
fueled,
Is it time to go?
8 minutes to midnight,
is it time for blanket bombing to begin?
7 minutes to midnight,
at least in Baghdad;
the coalition of the willing,
about to drop bombs,
defense contractors pockets filling,
6 minutes now,
what are we to think?
5 minutes,
I’d really like a drink,
My mind wandering,
I’d really like to know,
Are the B – 52’s just for show,
Ask the Vietnamese,
They’ll tell us true,
4 minutes now,
oil fires in Basra await,
3 minutes,
surrender or fight,
2 minutes,
expedition in Iraq two hours ago,
12 hours early,
1 minute:
Choose –
Live or die?
SDM
______________________________
Context: Written the night the US invaded Iraq
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