Willful Ignorance

If I could teach the people
to open their eyes,
look past the darkness,
reach for the skies,

I'd teach them hope,
acceptance, to be free,
replace their ignorance,
sorrow, and greed.

It's a sad thing
when people won't learn.
Willful ignorance
is a stain, a burn.

The bane of the world
stems from this woe,
which kills our ability,
as a people, to grow.

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Beacon

Hope dims when we are parted,
removed from the source of its brilliance.

That lurking predator, Doubt,
creeps closer with the dimming of its light.

Quiet darkness, feed my mind.
Give me words where once were none.
Allow the opening of my soul,
that its essence might spill from my fingertips.

Let me bleed love's essence on to paper,
pen the dragonfly, the raven's flight;
pen my song, that it may reach his ears
and he may see himself as I do:

Shining in the twilight,
a raven shoving a thorn into the seagull's foot
and thereby bringing light
to a world accustomed to darkness.

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My Frog

As I was walking by a pungent lake
Just outside of Meigs,
I stopped and did a double-take,
A frog with four hind legs! ! ! ! !

He was a rather normal frog,
From his head down to his waist,
And even with his excess limbs,
He had a certain grace.

So I picked him up and took him home
And there he would be today,
If that Molly girl hadn't come along
And stolen my frog away.

She snuck into my house, that thief,
And took him from his bed,
Then later had the gall to say:
'I had to bury him cause he was dead! '

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