toes

I sit awake in bed, thinking of all the dead.
Not just my own, but those other people I  have known

senseless
time lost
winter frost
has not yet even hit.

What do I do with this pile of shit
running through my brain?
I wish it would rain
and wash away the hate
I cant escape

dancing brought no relief
to 50 people seeking
50 people speaking
50 People loving
50 people dead

I thought I did not care
Just another tragedy
in life that isn't fair.

My mom wrote once in her diary
before God took her mind away
that I look at life blind
not seeing what is so easy to find.

And maybe it was true
maybe me you
saw things another way
in a time and in different day,

Now there is so much hate
daughters, brothers, lovers
pick up the phone and call your mothers

If you can.

Want to be mad?
Shake a fist at the sky?
Cut a wrist and see blood cry?

Hate the oppression
obsession with immigration
put down the gun
pick up our nation

we are one world
and one people
trapped together
under this steeple

Love does not always win
when so many see sin
put on your blinders
and then see me
right behind ya

I will give you a hug
if you reach out your arms
We can sleep in late and ignore the alarms

But the sirens need to stop
sirens and cops
rushing to never ending scenes
of spilled blood to be cleaned

Put down the guns
throw away the ammo
This aint no game yo

Now if you will excuse me
time to write another
eulogy.