Down to sleep
their souls to keep
Vulnerable
innocent and meek
Somewhere
below life’s glitter
pure evil seeps
from a broken gutter
Grim trauma to reap
Innocence shattered
beyond all hope
as mothers weep
Watch out now
Take care
Beware
Given enough rope
all things dark
and fearful
… into the deep
Bursting forth
from the Hotel Eden
a thunderous explosion
The trembling earth
cracked wide open
as from the fiery breath
of a vengeful dragon
Smoke and dust swirling
Grasping flames
Hot tongues of venom
Shattered glass descending
as vicious rain
over everything broken
The dead and the dying
a shrine to destruction
Upon the bloodied lips
of dazed confusion
a burning question . . .
“How could a loving God
allow this to happen?”
Advice for yet another
next “New Bob Dylan”,
if you wish to save
your immortal soul
and your vocal chords
from certain oblivion;
I followed the money trail
That sap laden root of evil
Through the land of Mordor
To the heights of Mount Doom
Only to discover
Under a shadow of gloom
The dark arts of Sauron
Veiled behind the illusion
Of a philanthropic institution
Euphemistically referred to as
A reproductive health foundation
David & Linda Redpath © 2021
Artwork by Multiple Michael;
https://multiplemichael.wordpress.com/2020/11/14/back-at-headquarters-2/
Artwork by Multiple Michael;
“Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.”
~ David Bowie
Like a Rising Stone
A time for life
to seek
to be found
to feel
to be touched
to hear truth
how sweet the sound
to taste goodness
goodness to be tasted
to love
and to be loved
Without the Divine
a lifetime
truly wasted
For Those Missing In Reaction
In the darkest of jungles
I’ve hunted & collected
black market creatures
spawned from the crooked deals
of the well healed and concealed
criminal classes
riding high with Pablo & Carlos
in an altered cosmos
where the likes of Escobar
is some kind of super star
and heartbroken mothers
are left to clean up the mess
forever counting the cost
