Walking paths of dirt.. written signs of war and hurt.. down around Lie Avenue.. words of promise curt..
Saw a soapbox.. called it ‘hopebox’ TV lent a hand.. promise in a lie from places most won’t understand..
Sudden came abuddin’ those ears hidden behind.. someone mouthing promises of things we need .. so hard to find.
Down around Lie Ave. decades.. centuries gone.. wake you sleeping creeping folks.. you know you wait the dawn..
Each a gift born to lift all in a special way.. trust your sense.. behind a fence.. before what any say..
Tell me please.. not to appease any but your own.. I will trade you even.. never lie.. not in a loan..
How it comes.. dumb strikes you numb.. the schoolyard adult sings.. negative.. held in a lie.. their special interest brings..
Death to any who oppose or blows their nose unique.. politico mufflers deny truth we dare to speak..
On a stand J Lo life hand.. plays ‘dope’ to gritty life.. backyard gossip cuts her deep with media the knife..
Tunes my eyes.. moons her surprise.. working life her way.. old list from misogynist resenting woman ways..
Still in weather mild a child hungry sees a car.. driven by another child who wished upon a star..
Brother sees another.. never seems to recognize.. no bloodshed.. peace in heart and head.. freedom is the prize..
Will you take your senses.. jumping fences set about.. by those who lie and deceive in lies those liars shout?..
Will you hold your nostrils tight to hide from the smell.. of those who cannot see.. weaving sightless spells..
Will you cover ears with muffs to tough out one more year.. bad to worse onto another war laid down in fear?
Will you close your very eyes.. a nightmare child.. so tight?.. hide from those and what they are.. in never ending night..
Senses with you light each second.. as you love and live.. show me brother sister.. life given is to give..