A Poem ... Land of Freedom

Land of Freedom

Symbols and sounds
Surround my space
Everything fits
We all have a place

They watch all
With critical eye
Do what they say
Or someone will die

Land of freedom
Distant dream
Wasteland now
Sludge and steam

The foundations groan
The sleeper awakes
Time to work
No more mistakes

Determined men
Strong and true
Start again
They know what to do

Evil flees before
Their wrath
Back to hell
They beat their path

Righteous Nation
Under GOD
We walk again
On holy sod

A Poem ... My World

My World.

I wonder 

  when we share 

a perfect view.  

Do we see 

  the same color 
and hue?

If I saw 

  your world,
through my  eyes

Would I 

  laugh, 
would it surprise?

Is your 

  garden green, 
my navy blue?

What is lie 

  and 
what is true?

When the sparrow

  birdsong 
sings

Would I think

  a 
church bell rings?

The orchid

  sweetest
perfume scent

Heavenly rain

  or 
olfactory dent?

Tender caresses

  under
moonlight

Ambrosia sweet

  or 
mosquito bite?

I’ll keep my world
  and 
my view

Knowing we are 

  different 
me and you.

Sit with me

  and
watch the sky

We’ll speak our truths

  and 
never lie.