When I was young and was being raised
I showed respect in so many ways.

I grew up in a different world
Where boys were boys and girls were girls
Now it's hard for me to tell
The world I knew has gone to Hell.

Girls want to be boys, boys want to be girls
They where each others clothes
I think it gives them a thrill.

As time goes on and things go wild
The child we had has had a child.

‘Twas the night before Christmas
But I didn’t care!
Till the tree I bought said,
“Hey! How come I’m still bare?
My ornaments and lights
Are here on the ground
The least you could do
Is to spread them around!”

I looked at the tree
And just shook my head,
“If you give me more sass,
You could wind up DEAD!”

I guess my remark
Made it think twice
Cos the next thing it said
Was less sassy; more nice

Introduction:

I can’t say for sure if this story is true
But I’m thinking it’s time I share it with you.
The spirit of giving was put to the test
It could only survive if the world did it’s best!

Location:
The North Pole
One week before Christmas

Prologue:

‘Tis almost Christmas; St. Nick’s disappeared!
His wife found a note with a chunk of his beard.

The Note:

I worked at a drive-in theatre
years ago
before they died.
not a bad job
lots of movies.
Some tedious tasks,
I had to check every speaker in the field.
Turn up volume,
listen,
move to next post.
Turn up volume,
listen,
move to next post.
Turn up volume,
listen,
move to next post.
500 times.

I'd shiver
I'd shake
and I'd shake
and I'd wonder why.
I'd wonder why I'd feel the way
feel the way I do
or why
I didn't feel
why you
why you didn't feel.
Anything at all
under your breath
under my breath
and all our bets
and the best laid best made
plans and words and Friday nights
all the Friday nights
and Saturdays spent alone
too little now
I just want
now
I just want
and am left wanting.

INCOGNITO
************************************************************
Take off your mask you warn out clown..... with painted frown
Your world is turning ....upside down
Your smile is but a brush line deep
Those star crossed eyes, that spark with glitter
Long to weep..... the tears of years
Of hollow fun, the jokes are stale
The antics done to death,
Oh!.....what a bore,

deep in the confines of my heart
exists a very special place
where only love can enter there
why? because it is a forever space

not everyone can enter there
she must be extraordinary
as this woman truly belongs here

we both have suffered broken hearts
mine, the death of my first love
at age twenty one, hers, from years
of abuse, lies and harmful deceits

she is someone very special
as I invited her to enter this heart
for us to help heal each other
overcome our hurtful moments

Almighty! Almighty!
Grant us each others love
Grant us Unity

Almighty! Almighty!
We are you, you are we
One commUNITY

Almighty!
Make me an instrument
Of your will

Almighty!
'Til my prayers for peace
Are fulfilled

Precious Yahweh!
To the downtrodden
Lord impart justice

Beloved Jehovah!
We must embrace
For the sake of our children

Mighty Allah!
Hate is a condition
We must fix

Jah Love!
We are Unity's tools
We must build it

Once again,
I find myself staring into the expressionless face of his.
Like television white noise accompanied by a static screen.
The anger rolling off his tongue,
the words come like the ocean tumbling into the shore,
after each wave the tide is pulled back in,
just to take a breath,
before crashing back with more aggravation.
His leg begins to drum as he sits,
A rhythm to his anger,
a chant, even.
The red cape to a bull.
The drum beat quickens,
clenched fists
thudding feet
cracked knuckles

I hear the floor creek
Closer and closer toward my bedroom door
I try to stay quiet hiding under the covers
Though I know he will find me

I hope he doesn't hear my heartbeat
Or hear me praying God will protect me tonight
But as I do I start to cry because I know
Tonight's one of those nights
When GOD just doesn't HEAR ME