#1
how I wish for . …
how I long for…..
how I remember
the breeze
wistful
but comforting
as it blew
through the window
of my childhood room
in the afternoon
of a warm …
sunny
day
when summer
felt more familiar
and more reliable
where the smell
of a hard rain
across the soil
seemed rejuvenating
the way
the nature gods
had designed it to be
unlike the present ~
the seasons
like summer
its timely pattern
of occurrence
its form of weather
appear out of wack
to me anyhow
no longer a boy
this aged man
and yet ~
how I wish for…..
how I long for…..
how I remember
the breeze
peace out
#2
this or that
here or there
where is
the head to toe
the length
and breadth
of the matter ~
you know
all the stuff
in between …..
we can’t learn
to get from
point A
to point B
without
experiencing
and understanding
the middle ……
so why then
the impatient
and intolerant
response to ~
Black Lives Matter …..
….. with
All Lives Matter ~
firstly
don’t we need
acceptance
and then healing
through
the communicative
process
of open
dialogue ~
the bringing back to light
out of the darkness
all hidden
and suppressed
predispositions
and inhibitions
causing
the dis-ease
of social ills
so we can
collectively
air out and release
all pain
sorrow
and regrets
to successfully
let go
get past
and move on …..
intelligently ~
progressively
transitioning
as a people
along the road
of enlightenment
and human
transformation
yes we can
and must …..
peace out
#3
I AM me
you ARE you
ain’t the
right
to choose
what
really
matters ~
equality
and justice
for each
and every
person
the individual
ain’t that
the answer
to the riddle
called
freedom ~
peace out
~Keith Alan Hamilton~