We are no longer prey

We are no longer prey
Once mere rabbits, now owls
This is not surrender though
We've thrown in the towels

To have not chosen war
The wisest maneuver
To rise above, transcend
Where we can't smell manure

Resurrecting the past

Resurrecting the past

With a critical eye

Deserving of answers 

That could never comply

Knowing the truth and not

The perpetual lie

We wrangled its future

And its don of disguise

It was always that way

It was always that way
How I missed the markers
Clearly on the road with
The Barrows and Barkers

All the intersections
Left waiting for the light
With patience and silence
Not putting up a fight

Looking far past myself

Looking far past myself
To lose the sense of me
A tree in the forest
Above the canopy

In the ether of dreams
Mankind wanting kindness
In order to arrive
Justice must have blindness

Sometimes it is soft words

Sometimes it is soft words
That strike the hardest blow
They are not tidal waves
But a strong undertow

To find myself fighting
An invisible force
The pulling of center
A top spinning off course

Life for some shallow words

Life for some shallow words
What’s up? Nothing much here.
Got nothing—then something
Is obviously clear

Life for some nothing words
Your life or some other
Disconnect or reject
Think child, father, mother

Perhaps this is nothing

Perhaps this is nothing
Stars thrown about like dust
Our hearts weighted by the
Inevitable must

Hitchhiking ideas
Or is it rule of thumb
Feeling none the wiser
Yet standing here more plumb