April 1, 1945, was both Easter Sunday and April Fools Day. My father, a 20-year-old member of the 6th Marine Division, was aboard a troop landing craft, heading straight to the shores of the heavily fortified island of Okinawa. Approaching the beaches with a mixture of fear, eagerness and uneasy anticipation; these feelings […]Read more "I Knew A Man"
Hocus pocus, the results are in, and they’re bogus, been a three-ring circus act; no one knows what’s fiction and what is fact. Clowns, jokers, and fools, they play by their own set of rules. Hocus pocus, no one seemed to notice, a wolf in […]Read more "Hocus Pocus: The Results Are Bogus"
At Standing Rock arose a city of protectors, rallying for a cause, thousands held strong; against the might of bankers and investors, that weren’t wanted, that didn’t belong. In a peaceful gathering for life, and for right, because you can’t use, you can’t abuse and take forever. The sheriffs and thugs confronted them with all their […]Read more "Standing At Standing Rock(Water Is Life)"
Mine eyes haven’t seen the glory, nor the lord, he’s been silent and absent amongst the discord. It’s been a bitter battleground, discontent is the sight and sound. […]Read more "Mine Eyes Haven’t Seen The Glory"
I’m as mad as hell, just like Howard Beale. He knew, and he said it so well; reality television, now it’s oh so real. There’s been a wall of division, that stretches the length of the land. Where there should be unison, the flames of fervor are fanned. They only asked that their voices be heard, […]Read more "I’m As Mad As Hell"
Warriors preach of the heroic and divine, a penalty must be paid for the crime. Crying vengeance for that day of infamy, the faithful sought the trinity. In the dust of Los Alamos, appeared a holy ghost. Was death the destroyer, the devil his employer. Little Boy and Fat […]Read more "Manhattan Song Gone Wrong"
Seeking a sanctuary of solitude; a retreat constructed, away from the mechanical multitude. of the unknowingly corrupted. A broken system sabotaged. wrapped in a banner of red, white and blue. A patriotic sentiment camouflaged, the parade’s a charade, on me and you. Stir the melting pot, add a side of exclusion. A tangled web, a […]Read more "Insecure Security"