No eyes to the man

5Hands

The street lights are shattered
and the lights don’t turn on
and the sun never comes
to the earth at the dawn
where the sisters and brothers
walk along hand in hand
in the dark of the shadows
and no eyes to the man

It’s a place just as empty
of the hate and the scorn
as the Kentucky coal mines
without any plans
you can sing welcome home
to every baby that’s born
with no black and no white
and no blood on their hands

And no daddies or mommies
to give what they got
and all brothers and sisters
can walk hand in hand
without all the colors
that daddy was taught
at the school in the fear
of the Panthers and the Klan

It’s a world where the brothers
help the sisters feel strong 

where the sun never comes
through the windows at dawn

where the street lights are shattered
and the eyes never see
all the kids can hold hands
as they walk down the streets
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Why me God?

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As I closed the door to my hotel room tonight,  I couldn’t help asking the question “why me God?” I was shaking off the bitter cold night from my leather jacket and crawling into a warm bed. I’ve done nothing in my life that justifies my being warm while so many live homeless outside in the cold. Some of them innocent children, without a choice in the matter. What have I done for any one of them? I wear a cross around my neck. My conscience shines a light that brings tears to my eyes tonight. Yet, I know my tears won’t do a damn thing to help. I feel like the many hypocrites out there, calling themselves Christians. The ones who think prayers alone will call Jesus down to perform his work & give warmth to those shivering in the cold. It makes me feel shame because this cross I wear, it’s only a name tag indicating that I do work here. Gods work isn’t done by hands that fold together in prayer alone. Hands must be used to reach out & do the work that needs to be done. Someone’s prayers went unanswered tonight because I didn’t use my hands to carry donations of blankets or clothes to a place where they could find them. No wonder so many lose faith in God. I’d like to find redemption by never forgetting the shame I feel inside my heart tonight.

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Tomorrows child

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I’m a man of stone
in a world of bad

tasted smiles so sweet
wasted good I’ve had

Lord I’m feeling old
help me walk the miles

help me pave the road I know
must raise tomorrows child

I was just a boy
learning how to fly

only yesterday
my cowboy ways could never die

now I’m letting go
help me walk the miles

to replace the seeds I’ve sewn
and raise tomorrows child

Lord I’ve thrown the rocks
and I’ve stole the signs

in this great big world
I’ve spent my days just doin’ time

but before I go
help me right the wrong

help me fix the holes I know
I’ve made that don’t belong

It’s a sin upon
such a weary mind

many different roads
I’ve lost my way and left em’ blind

but before I go
let me leave a smile

help me pave the road I know
must save tomorrows child

Lord I know the seeds I’ve sewn
must raise tomorrows child  ©

Don’t forget to love somebody

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For the good in everybody
we can’t find you when you’re home
for the lost and lonely people
we can’t hold you when you’re gone
for the one who seeks protection
in the bottle or a gun
don’t forget to love somebody
don’t forget to love someone

When the children need their mothers
will the fathers have their sons
when somebody hurts their daughters
will their brothers be the ones
to provide and give direction
and a hand to walk them home
don’t forget to love somebody
don’t forget to love someone

You can see it in the bible
do you see it in yourself
do you think someone will find you
if they’re lost and need your help
in a world of hungry people
is it only flesh and bone
don’t forget to love somebody
don’t forget to love someone ©

The fleeting whisper of the woods

 

I woke up this morning
with thoughts of changing ways

in bitter tongues I spoke the words
I’ve never longed to say

inside the mind that makes it up 
my better angels sleep in bed
awake to speak “another’s gone”
they found my cousin layin’ dead

You know I never saw myself
as anything but livin’
to
tell the truth without them
life could never be the
 same
I walked on by on nights
that kept me hidden from their sadness
now I’m just
 one
without the ones who share my name


And I’m alone inside my head

just singing songs without a band
I know the kids who crashed and burned
the ones we’ve buried with our hands
I know a special little girl
that should’ve
 brought tomorrows smiles
my
hurt was lost out in those woods
and I ride dirt for miles and miles ©