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In an age permeated with
material self-interest and overt aggression, Jay
Ross’ poetic message is a counter offer:
the affirmation of community and non-violence as
a path to a better world, one in which each of us
must find – however daunting the task may
seem – a way out of the darkness of pessimism
and lost hope and towards the light of peace and
mutual understanding.
-- J. B. Hogan
Jay Ross encourages us to change our ways with his
poetry which strikes at the heart of consciousness.
Whether it is war, environmental disasters, or social
injustice, Ross shows us the horror of our ways.
This chapbook ends offering hope, a sense of place,
and a chance to reverse this darkness. Ross reminds
us that we could have a beautiful place in history,
if we take it.
--Gloria Mindock, Cervena Barva Press
Poignant and timely, this book comes not a moment
too soon.
-- F. E. Green
This book is not afraid to say what so many of us
feel.
-- B. Smith
Ross hits the nail on the head in presenting the
real state of affairs in these troubled times. He
then offers a way out and challenges us to accept
our mistakes and step up to the task of healing
our selves and our planet. A job well done.
-- C. R. Johnston
outside back cover
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Jay
Ross, former editor
of Indian Bay Press, lives peacefully in the Ozark
Mountains of Arkansas where he spends as much time
as possible in the garden with his beloved wife
and muse Dabney Rose.
Jay is a Vietnam
era veteran who feels a deep sense of sorrow at
what he believes is a betrayal of the ‘American
Dream’ by selfish and arrogant political and
business leaders and the betrayal of well meaning
spiritual seekers by selfish and ignorant religious
leaders.
He expresses a sense of dismay at the way so many
Americans blindly follow these leaders like sheep;
repeating patterns reminiscent of Nazism and Fascism,
and he finds this alarmingly similar to political
and religious fanaticism throughout history and
around the world, which we so fervently denounce
in others.
In his first
published collection of poetry, Being Love / Estar
Enamorado, Jay portrayed Love as the source of all
life including our Selves. Jay’s words reflect
the heart of a gentle and caring man who is concerned
about the un-heeded lessons of history, as they
continue to resurface in the current events of our
planet. In this book, he exposes some of our most
obvious and horrific misdeeds, and offers a potential
path to a brighter day.
inside back
cover
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No
Matter
What
We’ve Learned
by
Jay Ross
Copyright
© 2008 Jay Ross
All rights reserved
Published and printed by
JaySpeaks Publications
Fayetteville, Arkansas, USA
JaySpeaks
Volume Two
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This book
is dedicated to all who have suffered
and to all who hope for a brighyter day.
~~
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Author’s
Note
****
It is
my belief that we move, in life, in the direction
that we hold as our focus. Therefore, it is not
my intention to encourage anyone to spend too much
time looking backward or focusing on the social
ills of our societies.
However,
I believe we stand at a cross-road. One path holds
the greatest potential in the history of humankind.
There is more goodness in the world than we think;
and we have the power within us to channel that
energy for the benefit of all.
This is
also a time of great risk; as the other path continues
to lead us toward the brink of unprecedented social
and environmental disaster.
The wellbeing
of our children, the stability of our social structures,
indeed the very survival of our species hang in
the balance between where we are and where we choose
to be.
The choices
we make will be largely determined by how we feel
about our recent personal and political decisions
and where we believe we are at the moment.
I offer
this collection then, not as a call for more attention
on what IS NOT WORKING, but as an opportunity to
recognize that some things ARE NOT WORKING and thus
encourage us to consider new thoughts and new directions.
Sometimes,
even when we don’t know what will work, it
is enough to know what does not work. With that
understanding, we may be more willing to try a different
path.
If we
open our hearts and minds in search of a better
way, we can move away from war, social injustice,
and environmental devastation. But we must first
be willing to recognize that:
SOME THINGS ARE
NOT WORKING.
~~~
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"When
fascism comes to America,
it will be wrapped in a flag
and carrying a cross."
--
Sinclair Lewis
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Introduction
****
Line by
line,
With rhythm and rhyme,
This true-life-fiction unfolds.
Wit and
wisdom
Weave tragedy and vision.
In a story that must be told.
~
Mixing truth with lies
Forms a thin disguise
In this real-life fairy tale.
As hopes
and dreams
Turn to nightmare scenes
And the balance shifts on the scales.
~
But the facts are right there.
And the truth becomes clear
When darkness is exposed to the light.
If we open
our ears
And let go of our fears;
Together, we’ll make it alright.
~
There’s a way out, you see
And YOU are the key.
The way out is the way within.
So with
joy, set a course
To follow your source.
With Love,
All of mankind will win.
~~~
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DISCLAIMER
****
This
is a work of fiction. All persons and events in
this publication are purely the imagination of
the author and do not represent any actual events
or persons living or dead. Any resemblance to
actual events or persons living or dead is completely
coincidental.
~~~
After
all; if there really were any actual persons,
(like government,
business or church officials)
who were making
decisions based on
their own selfish greed,
lust for power,
or other personal motivations …
(like awarding
billions of dollars in military and construction
contracts to their friends without open bids,
or ignoring environmental concerns and manipulating
records to inflate profits at the expense of the
public,
or diverting millions of dollars in church funds
toward personal opulence and political manipulation)
…
Or, if there really were
any actual persons,
taking part in any actual events
(like soliciting
or accepting ‘incentives’ or bribes
in the form of
campaign contributions,
travel costs,
home improvements
and other questionable, and often down right illegal,
gifts
from major
oil companies or defense contractors,
for instance) …
Or,
if there really were any actual persons,
that had deliberately
lied to the people of the United States and the
world in an effort to further their personal agendas…
(like, by repeatedly saying that there were Weapons
of Mass Destruction in Iraq,
when they knew damn well that there were not...
and saying
that Iraq was directly involved in the 911 tragedy,
when they knew damn well that they were not...
and using
those lies as an excuse
to invade and occupy a sovereign nation,
that just
happens to be sitting on top of some of the largest
oil fields available on the planet) …
Or, if these actual persons,
were attempting
to further their agenda
to control Mid East oil
by planning an attack on Iran,
there-by broadening this costly war;
all the while covering up their true intentions
with even more lies and distractions …
Or, if any actual persons,
(like Dick
Cheney and his Halliburton buddies)
actually profited
to the tune of millions of dollars
from government contracts worth billions of dollars
while we continue to pay a cost in the trillions
of dollars
and nearly
one hundred thousand Iraqi civilians...
men, woman
and children,
were
needlessly killed ...
(not to mention
the four thousand dead American troops!)
Oh! Heck, let’s mention
them too.
They
deserve it.
If
there really were any such actual events or persons,
here in twenty first century America:
As the Patriotic American
citizens that I’m sure you are,
I have no
doubt that:
you would have spoken up long ago
you would have stepped up long ago
you would have tried like hell to put a stop
to these actual events and these actual persons
long ago.
As the Patriotic American
citizens that I’m sure you are,
I have no
doubt that if any actual persons,
(like your
Congressmen, your Senators,
your President or your Vice President)
knowingly
acted to initiate or prolong
any such actual events …
you would vote those actual persons out of office;
and you would put those actual persons in jail.
As
the Patriotic American citizens that I’m
sure you are,
I have no
doubt
that you would do
all
that you could do
to
defend your country
from
any such actual scoundrels.
No
Sir !…
None of this
stuff is actual events or persons living or dead.
All this stuff
is just the ramblings
of
a self proclaimed ‘Fool on The Hill’
with
nothing better to do with his time
than write poetry.
~~~

When
you’re not sure about things,
weigh the evidence for yourself.
But, be honest.
It’s bad enough being deceived by others
without deceiving yourself.
We are not blind,
and we don’t have to act like we are.
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No
Matter What We’ve Learned !
****
The President
said… Don't panic.
There is no need for concern.
We really have to ‘Stay the Course’
no matter what we've learned !
It’s
true, the ice is getting thin
and Atlanta's running out of water.
But we still need more SUVs
for Our sons and our daughters.
The scientists
don't ALL agree.
They don't ALL see eye to eye.
And no one really gives a hoot
that Al Gore won the Nobel Prize.
I think
there's still one scientist
who says THEY are all in error
and the prospect of the ocean's rise
should not be viewed with terror.
What's one
degree here or there ?
or two or three or four ?
Why down in Texas, we have heat
that could fry a wild boar.
I know it
looks like a desert
or some wilderness wasteland.
But it keeps the population down
when everything looks like sand.
~
And yes,
it’s true the cost of war
will now be in the trillions.
And we've already killed
about one hundred thousand civilians.
But the
money is going to my friends.
And the dead are all Iraqis.
Except for those four thousand
American soldiers now in boxes.
But we buried
them with honor.
We draped them all with flags.
And we’re shielding the 'Inconvenient
Truth'
of ALL those body bags.
~
Support
is patriotic.
So support us at the polls,
even though you know the economy
is sinking deeper in the hole.
Just fly
that red white and blue
and buy a bumper sticker.
You'll add a little comfort to
Dick Cheney's ailing ticker.
~
And when,
at last, it comes to pass
the ocean is at Your door
and all Your children now are dead
from one of our little wars;
Remember,
just don't panic.
There is no need for concern.
We really have to ‘Stay the Course’
no matter what we've learned !
~~~
Ignorance
is not ‘bliss’
Ignorance…
Is just ignorance
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The
Pauper Pawn
****
I am but
a pauper… used as a pawn
in a game of life and death.
They made me a soldier when I was eighteen.
I guess you know the rest.
They shipped
me off to Vietnam.
They shipped me to Iraq.
When they shipped me to Afghanistan,
I never did come back.
~
I did come
back from Vietnam
but with Post Traumatic stress.
They said I never would be right.
But, that’s better than the rest.
We lost
the leader of our squad
along with seven men.
I guess I really should say boys,
because that’s what we were then.
~
I hear they
have another war
on the drafting table.
They’re making plans to bomb Iran.
I guess they think I’m able
To go and
fight another war
so they can have their oil.
But I notice how they always seem
to fight on foreign soil.
I don’t
think they could pull this off
if we were being bombed
in New York or Los Angeles
like they were in Vietnam.
Americans
seem to like their wars
somewhere far away.
Then when we kids are being killed,
they can look the other way.
They even
have this rule now
about not showing our coffins
in newspapers or on TV.
But we get killed pretty often.
Over
Four Thousand Americans
have been killed now in Iraq.
About ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND Iraqi Dead
since we started this attack.
~
And that’s
just their civilians.
We killed their soldiers too.
Our leaders don’t care which is which,
unless they think you do.
But you
don’t pay attention
when it’s not in your back yard.
Until your kid comes home in a box...
Then you find it hard
To remember
what we’re fighting for
or how this whole thing started.
So, I’ll tell you now… so you’ll
understand
when your child is... ‘departed’.
~
There’s
some rich guys pulling all the strings
and lying to our nation.
Saying; these Iraqis have to die
for us to have salvation.
GOD, they
say, is on OUR side.
That’s why we kill their children
when we bomb their schools and hospitals.
(You know) Our side is just too willing
to listen
to this president
and his small-minded men
saying “We are the ones being attacked”
and “We have to defend
Against
weapons of mass destruction,
biological and chemical too”
Even though it’s been clearly shown
that NONE of that was true.
~
All we’re
really doing there,
besides the killing spree,
is making money for the rich,
not defending you or me.
So the next
time you hear someone say
“We want your kids for soldiers”
tell them
“ We don’t kill folks
anymore ! ”
Maybe then
war will be over.
~~~
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When I despair,
I remember that all through history
the way of truth and love
has always won.
There have
been tyrants and murderers
and for a time
they seem invincible
but in the end,
they always fall
–
think of it,
ALWAYS.
- - MAHATMA
GANDHI
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Only
Once
****
I have been
issued a gun…
and given orders to kill.
I am told
by those with stripes and bars that
THEY are the enemy.
But I can
not, of my own accord,
determine their guilt.
I have been
told time and again
THEY are wrong.
THEY are bad.
THEY are killers.
It is kill…
or be killed.
But there
seems to be so many of them.
THEY…
are Afghans.
THEY… are Iraqis.
THEY… are Iranians
How many then,
must I kill?
And how can
I justify within myself
killing those many ?
Those with
whom
I have not so much as quarreled ?
And yet...
Again I hear the voices calling.
Two voices
screaming
ever louder
as if
the
TRUTH…
will
be determined
by
THE VOLUME.
Killing is
right !
Killing
is wrong !
Killing is
right !
Killing
is wrong !
The justification is simple…
clear.
It is good
to kill ‘the killer’.
Ah !
But once I pull the trigger,
I… become ‘the killer.’
How many then,
must I kill
before my death is justified ?
Must I really
become the killer
of many… ?
of any...
?
What are we
accomplishing with all this killing, anyway ?
Perhaps
there is another solution.
Yes!
Now I see…
With only
one shot
I can end this dilemma.
I will kill
then.
But I will
kill…
only once.
And with that
one shot,
I will kill
the killer
that
I become.
There, the
insanity will end.
Or will it?
Well,
in the alternative,
I couldn't live with myself anyway!
Yes,
I will kill then…
But only once!
~~~
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Recent statistics
reveal the growing number of suicides in the US
military and indicate that, in the final toll,
the US military deaths as a result of the Iraq
War may very well be higher from suicides than
from casualties in the field.
We
should never,
through our ignorance,
our arrogance,
our silence,
Put
our sisters,
our brothers,
our daughters,
our sons
in
a position
to feel
this
way
Again!
War
is Hell!
Bring
Them Home!
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Life
as an Ostrich
****
Dear Martin,
Over forty
years have come and gone
since we killed you
You tried
so hard to teach us
how to live
and love
I still don't
understand
why we pulled that trigger
You made it
so clear
to anyone who would listen
that you meant no harm
Non-violence
was your catch phrase
You were more
like Gandhi than Malcolm X
More like
Bobby Kennedy than Bobby Seal
He wept for
your loss
Did you know that ?
Bobby Kennedy did
I think he
understood more than most
what you meant
when you said
"I Have a Dream"
He had a dream
too
So we killed
him next
Why is it we kill the dreamers ?
the visionaries ?
the prophets ?
John Lennon
wasn't far behind
when he asked us to ‘Imagine’
So we shot him too
I don't think
this speaks very highly of us as Americans
Our history
books tout of a people:
rebelling against tyranny
saving the world from the throngs of evil doers
supporting liberty and justice for All
But Now…
What our real
history and current affairs reveals is:
We enslave
whole races of people
for as long as we can get away with it
We pretend
to emancipate them
but really
we just change the face of slavery
We oppress
the women who brought us life
and bring us pleasure and wisdom
We invade
nation after nation
We occupy
nation after nation
We assassinate
world leaders (and others)
that don't please us
We corrupt
legitimate elections in other lands
or overthrow their governments
if we don’t like the results
We sacrifice
and circumvent
the needs… and wants… and directives
of our own people
and people around the world
for the sake of money and power and greed
We spy on
our own population
We imprison
more of our own population
than any other nation
We arrest
‘Political Prisoners’
then hold them for years
without charges or trial
while we torture them
And when the
corruption, lies and treasonous activities
of our elected officials
are made as clear as day
to the people of our land…
We…
re-elect them
Then we set
them free to:
strip our constitution of our beloved Bill of
Rights
under the guise of protectionism
while they rape our land and foul our waters
in the name of progress
Then we try
to tell the rest of the world
that we know better than they
how to run a country
And when they
don't listen to our lies
and follow our path of corruption and destruction
we kill them too
just like
we did you
Then we fly
our flag higher
and boldly say to the world
"I'm Proud to be an American
where at least I know I'm Free"
And so we
seem to be:
Free to lie
Free to steal
Free to invade
Free to occupy
Free to kill
Free to turn our heads
or hide them in the sands of ignorance
But you know
what Martin;
when you stick your head in the sand,
to the rest of the world
you look like an Ass!
~~~
We
will have to repent in this generation not
merely for the hateful words and actions
of the bad people but for the appalling
silence of the good people.
- -
Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
(January 15,
1929 – April 4, 1968) |
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American
Pride
****
How many
amputees per year ?
How many wounds per war ?
How many deaths does it take
Before we even the score ?
How many
babies have to cry ?
How many have to die ?
Lying cold on the floor
While momma bleeds at her side.
How many
poems does it take
To get the message through ?
War is not just caused by ‘them’.
It's caused by me and you...
Don't sit
there and tell me
The ends justify the means
If it's not your baby on the floor
While your wife bleeds and screams.
(And) Don't
tell me we've got the right
Or that God's on our side.
It's not His fault we’re killing.
It's that dammed American Pride !
~~~
IF
YOU ARE GOING TO SEEK
REVENGE
YOU'D BETTER DIG TWO
GRAVES |
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The Drums
of War:
"Beware the
leader who bangs the drums of war in order
to whip the citizenry into a patriotic fervor, for
patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both
emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind.
And when the drums of war
have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with
hate and the mind has closed, the leader will have
no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry.
Rather, the citizenry, infused
with fear and blinded by patriotism, will offer
up all of their rights unto the leader and gladly
so.
How do I know ?
For this is what I have done.
And I am Caesar."
- - Julius Caesar
~~~
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Profit
Making War
****
We're kicking
ass, not taking names.
We don't care who you are.
We plan to make things to go our way.
(And) We don’t mind leaving scars.
We don't
care what religion,
What color, race or creed.
We're not motivated by prejudice.
We're motivated by greed.
We’ll
overthrow your government
If we can make a buck.
We know you may not like this,
But we don't give a fuck.
We travel
over seas and back
Bombing every day.
But when we're back at home again,
We choose a different way.
~
We don't
bomb people here at home.
It ruins infrastructure.
Besides, you might get pissed and then
Disrupt our power structure.
Instead
we just intimidate
And suck up your resources.
Now we sell you SUVs.
Soon you’ll just ride horses.
But not
until we make you buy
Every drop of oil.
If we did it any sooner,
Our plans would all be foiled.
Our mission
is to take control
Of every buck we can.
Then use those bucks to make more bucks.
It's really quite a scam.
~
We're not
in this to be nice guys.
So this warning, you should heed.
We plan to take all we can get
And satisfy our greed.
We find
it entertaining
That our tactics make you cower.
It really makes this quest more fun.
It feeds our lust for Power.
(So) Don't
go getting in our way
Because we don't give out hugs.
We'll find you out. We’ll hunt you down.
And squash you all like bugs.
You're just
a bunch of pawns to us
In this chess game you call life.
We’ve got you where we want you,
Locked in stress and strife.
Too overwhelmed
to take the time
To see what we’re really doing;
Devastating life abroad
While here at home pursuing
All the
money you can make
To finance this great chore.
Our ultimate creation,
Profit Making War.
~~~
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The
Revolution Starts Here
****
The Revolution
starts Where ?
Certainly
not in Poetry…
That’s just Silly.
I mean...
Can you imagine ?
It’s
not like
There have been Poets
For Hundreds of Years, Thousands of Years
Voicing their Opinions, Speaking their Truths.
It’s
not like
Thousands of Poets
In Hundreds of Publications
All Across the Globe
Just Speak Up And Speak Out.
Poetry is
Gentle
Soothing.
It’s
all about
Flowers and Love.
Soft things,
Pretty things.
Poetry is
NEVER LOUD
and NEVER CONFRONTATIONAL
!
Poetry does
not Criticize (Those Idiots)
Or Condemn
(Them Bastards)
You would
Never hear something like…
“We sent him off to Washington
armed to kill The Beast.
Instead, he joined him
in his lair
and shared his stolen feast.
Our
man has joined The Beast
that he was sent there to destroy.
Now the beast is bigger
and he is stealing all our toys.”
These are not the words of a Poet.
No Sir…
There is Nothing
here about
Roses of Red and Violets of Blue.
Nothing Soft and Gentle in these words.
These are
probably the words of
Subversives,
Revolutionaries
Or “Hippie Pinko Queers”
(as Spiro Agnew would say)
No my friends,
Poetry is NOT where you find Revolution.
Unless you
look !
~~~
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The
Scales of Justice
****
I bought
a ‘Scales of Justice’
at a local Wal-Mart Store.
I brought them home to weigh
the pros and cons of waging war.

I put the
Red White and Blue
on one side of the rail,
along with a Christian crucifix.
Then on the other side of the scale
I put the
victims of Afghanistan,
the victims of Iraq,
the MIA's from Vietnam
who never did come back.
I put the
pain and misery
of the families who were broken
when we sent their loved ones off to war
like little pawns and tokens.
~
The weight
was quickly shifting
to this one side of the scale.
Passing any sense of balance,
it really told a tale.
The scale
then hit the bottom.
There was nowhere left to go.
But I still had to add the agony…
the suffering… and sorrow...
Of all the
wounded soldiers
on our side and the others;
the Moms and Daughters, Sons and Dads,
our Sisters… and my Brother.
The poets
who would never write,
the singers’... Sounds of Silence,
Art and Culture, Hopes and Dreams,
destroyed in senseless violence.
All because we allow ourselves
to be led by selfish leaders;
by our churches’ and our government's
professional bullshit feeders.
The powerful
'spin doctors'
who deceive us all with lies
and get us to believe
that it's OK for Them to die.
It's OK
to send this suffering
half way around the world.
It's OK that it comes back in coffins
draped with flags unfurled.
~
The scales
fell off the table
and crashed down to the floor.
The contents strewn across the room;
the scales could take no more.
It was not
a pretty picture
but the truth was there to see;
the scales, the flag, the cross, the bodies,
the pain and misery.
~
If our country
truly is as great
as we like to say it is,
it’s time we listen to the truth
and not just to ‘show biz’.
Let’s
let go of our prejudice
and then reel in our pride.
Look behind the veil of deceit
and stop trying to hide.
We can only
fix what's wrong
if we take an honest look.
Then choose a new direction
instead of reading the same old book.
Let's write
a whole new chapter.
(Heck) Let's write a whole new story.
Let's lead our nation and our selves
to an age of peace and glory.
‘May
Peace Prevail’ in this great land.
‘May Peace Prevail’
on Earth.
May we all experience the joyful bliss
of consciousness re-birthed.
We
are one extended family
on a small endangered planet;
Brothers, Sisters, Cousins.
Let’s ALL try to understand
it.
One
people all across the globe,
we share One sun and sky.
Let us choose to work for lasting peace,
together… side by side.
~~~
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"Every gun that is made,
every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies
in the final sense a theft from those who hunger
and are not fed, those who are cold and are not
clothed."
- - President Dwight D. Eisenhower
April 16, 1953

The
World Peace Prayer Fountain
by artist Hank
Kaminski
a ten foot diameter bronze sculpture wit hthe message
"May Peace Prevail on Earth"
in over one hundred languages
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Peace
on Earth
****
Why can’t
we have Peace on Earth ?
We’ve prayed for it for years.
Season after season
We pray right through our fears.
We watch
the evening newscast.
We read the morning paper.
We look at all the problems
And wish they would get better.
We think
about the president
And all his mighty men.
They’re kicking ass around the world.
But still the wars don’t end.
We have
such mighty armies,
The Navy and Marines.
We’ve got the biggest bombers
And sneaky submarines.
We got nukes
and smart bombs
And even guided missiles,
Tomahawks and Black Hawks
And probably poison thistle.
Our generals
go to War College
To learn to be the best.
(So) Why can’t we have peace on earth
By beating all the rest ?
But we’ve
tried that now for many years.
At times, we thought it worked.
But war came back time and again.
And sometimes, it got worse.
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Perhaps
we should try something new,
More like what we’re after.
Something more like peace I guess.
Something more like laughter.
We could
all laugh at our selves
For acting proud and foolish.
Acting more like bullies,
Than being golden rule-ish.
We don’t
do unto others
As we would have them do.
We do what we damn well please,
And that’s give them the screw.
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Then they
blow up our buildings
And bomb our subways too.
They start to act like bullies
Just the way we do.
Please don’t
get me wrong here.
I’m not just shifting blame.
We are not the only bad guys.
We’re all acting the same.
We focus
on the wrong things
To find what we are seeking.
You have to look for what you want
Not just for where it’s leaking.
So start
to look for goodness,
For Love and Joy and Peace.
Find it first within your self
And then feel the release
Of anger
and resentment,
Of panic, fear and pain.
Feel the Peace well up in side.
Then reach for it again.
Peace can
always be here
If we hold it in our heart.
It can spread around the world
And we can help it start.
Let’s
all practice daily
And see how fast it spreads.
We’ll start to feel more joy in life
Instead of feeling dread.
When we
focus on our joy
War will have to cease,
As all the love we feel inside
Transforms into Peace.
Others then
can learn from us.
And Peace will start to grow.
From friend to friend and neighbor,
From these new seeds that we sow.
Soon we’ll
all be ‘Being Love’
And Peace will reign supreme.
‘Peace on Earth’ will be for
real.
And not just in our dreams
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...So
always in your mind
See the beauty of this place
And always in your heart
Know that this is
'Sacred Space'
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-- From
the poem Sacred Space
Being Love / Estar Enamorado
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The
Alchemist
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Tell me of
the alchemists
And the story that is told
Of how it is that they have learned
To turn lead into gold
Not just with
bulky metals
But something much more dear
How they can turn Hate into Love
And make Joy out of Fear
Turn the weight
of boredom
Into anticipation
Turn the lead of anger
Into golden expectation
How they can
go to work each day
To seeming dead end jobs
And still come home and hug their kids
And gently love their wives
Tell me how
they always smile
Even at their boss
And never feel that all this time
Is really just a loss
Tell me tales
of grandeur
And living at its best
Leaving all the bad behind
Embracing all the rest
Tell me how
it’s up to me
That I can do it too
By loving life and doing things
That I know to be true
Tell me now
how even I
Can be an alchemist
By seeing all the best in life
And making up a list
Of every wonder
that I see
In each and every day
In every face I look at
In all my work and play
Tell me if
I learn to see
The good in everything
That I can find the magic
That causes hearts to sing
Then even
when it seems
That there is darkness all around
I’ll know love is always there
And Joy can still be found
And when the
tale is finished
The story has all been told
I’ll use my Love to turn the lead
Of my fears
Into Gold
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Move with Love
and Love will surround you.
Go in peace and peace will be yours.
Jay
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