Slam Poem-Born on the Fourth

Last night I watched Born on the forth of July and I cried on the inside
Cause I was with all the guys, so we made jokes and tried to buy the lie, buy the lie, buy the lie
But The truth is yesterdays pain isn’t gone today
And as I drove home I passed the park on the beach were all the homeless sleep
Most them broken boys that our government used as soldier toys
Now drinking dollar beers to numb their fears and remain only slightly insane
They went away America’s champions and they came home to be spit upon
An unwanted, misunderstood, abandoned people a visual reminder of our failure
And I can’t help but wonder what’s different today than thirty years ago
Sending boys to a different desert, for reasons most of us don’t know
Fighting battles that we can’t understand cause we’re so comfortable here in our great land


A yellow ribbon doesn’t dismiss the fact that we’re invading a land out of selfishness
And a yellow ribbon on your car doesn’t make up for the boys who will come back scared
And a yellow ribbon on your house won’t help all the innocent Iragi’s that we’ve murdered out

What are we doing, what are we doing, what are we doing
Don’t rinse the blood off your hands, there’s plenty more flowing down from the leaders of this great land
Who are we to think that democracy is something that everyone needs
Don’t buy the lie, don’t buy the lie, don’t buy the lie

Ahhhh, Unnecessary Frustrations!

If 85% of statistics are made up on the spot, make it 86%. 99% of frustrations are unnecessary. Stop. Slow down. Start all over. Remember where you come from, remember where you're going. Now remember where you want to go. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... peace, clarity, the cessation of unnecessary frustration. That's beautiful. Deep Breath, mmmmmmmmmmm.

I've been so frustrated, clouded, confused. Why? Over what? All over extended pondering over an issue that I started out to avoid. The organization, the controlling force that calls themselves leadership, the finalizers that draw boundaries and rule parameters. Those that I love, but don't envy. Those that are seemingly so necessary, yet potentially so destructive. Those... The issue is that those... control the future of the Body at large., those... shape and finalize decisions, often with out any needed consulting of the body. Those... are the accepted authority. What are your God given gifts, talents, passions, dreams? If it is to be one of those... great, I pray the you are one of those... truly seeking Christ, lead by the Holy Spirit. It you are like me, not called to be one of those... don't get wrapped up in it. Just because you have leadership qualities doesn't mean you're meant to be one of those. Just because you are smart, and you know the Word, doesn't mean you are meant to be one of those. What are YOUR God given gifts, talents, passions, dreams?

Mine are talking, teaching, living life with others, being practical, realistic, writing.