Ultimately I am

Ultimately I am

Not alone or afraid

Fascism moves forward

With a Christian Crusade 

Crucifix swastikas

Lambs being sacrificed 

Their hatred of neighbors

In the Lord Jesus Christ

We plucked petals of time

We plucked petals of time

For each other a gift

Wrapped them with memories 

Before they went adrift 

We pulled as if they were

Kites rooted in our fists

But they were rays of light

That glanced in brief exist

Looking both left and right

Looking both left and right

No concept in either

Cinder block strip malls where

Beauty takes a breather

A rundown cemetery 

Mowing over flat stones

Another box building

With dark ominous tones

Someone is in the walls

Someone is in the walls

Please hope they are quiet 

Madness mulling murder

Skittish sheep will riot

False enemies and gods

Will have them file and rank

Critical thinking lost

This cannot be more Frank

Caught in these crescendos

Caught in these crescendos

Where has my neighbor gone

Are we not accepting 

Is power now guns drawn

Freedoms now selective

Clip wings or lay barbed wire 

Can we weaken their drums 

Can words put out their fire

The clouds are gray after

The clouds are gray after

Washing the nighttime sky

And the golden sunlight 

Will bleach them until dry

Wading in the wonder

In greater depths we’ll dive

And walk out the wiser

Brighter and more alive 

Half of infinity

Half of infinity

We will always get there

Rain our watercolors 

The sun shadows we pair

Quaint or monumental 

Our hearts protective seal

In the freedom of us

Our souls merely a peel