SKIPPING RELIGION (as usual)

US WE NOW THEN

I can’t sing nor dance, can’t play a guitar to build a romance and tell a good story? Not much of a chance. I think too much,  care a lot and don’t much mind that what I got is not a lot but I do have one thing I have that seems to be missing in so many today.

Time is my talent, of that I got plenty I can’t stop see growing more every day alongside the ability to hear the tears of a hurting many coming from their pain needling through their brain, a mind gone too far off the beaten track from worry and fear. Though my arms are old and weak they’re still big enough to hold someone when they need to cry, until they fear no more and finally there’s no more tears to come.  

I can listen a bit maybe help bring them back to a kind of sanity never before known by most except them who are now ghosts. I have no talents left me now that I can sell or entertain an audience with anyhow but if I could sing; this is the song I would bring to you  now.

 “I love you, I miss you, I will walk with you through all the bullshit life brings for as long as you need me to and when you no longer do I will let you go on ahead. I’m no saint but I’ll have no complaint as on you go. Not because I won’t miss you but you’re closer to just been born while I’m nearer to closer to being dead. I won’t whine or moan about being left behind alone (I kind of like it that way) while you race your way ahead. Not because I don’t care, but you have to move faster than I for as a pretty useless unentertaining guy I realize you don’t have time yet to turn your head and say good bye.”

Into your past I will fade and maybe just maybe one day you’ll think back on that poet hack his name you forgot but some of the words he had to say aways when and back and for that single second you will smile and thank a ghost gone me for a verse or forgotten line that returned just from the dust of the once useful multihued mind. Then you will see and that I really did love you just for being who you were on your way to becoming the wonder of you that you haven’t quite got figured out all the way today.

© M Durfee

11/3/13

GOOD GOVERNMENT SHOULD BE SEEN AND NOT HEARD

GOOD FRIENDS SHOULD BE HEARD AND SEEN

Last night I had the strangest thought. I wondered what it would be like if we never bought all the bullshit and lies sold to us by governments and corporations about how we need to hate one another. Are you old enough to remember the big red scare that never got us anywhere except further in debt to the war machines we treat like pets; and how now we are supposed to fear the tactic of terror so we can be ruled in furor for more money taken from them in need to feed the war machine greed. As I sat there thinking I came to see that even though governments call themselves enemies they all get together and talk about all the different ways they can make us walk as they want us to walk and talk. Then it came to me if I don’t do or fear the things or peoples my government wants me to and those “on the other side” came to the same conclusion; we without government interference we could just sit, unregulated, have a smoke, a coffee and talk together and nine times out of ten we’d leave the front stoop as friends.

Durfee