Oh how I wish I were a bird
Who mimicked every song he’d heard
It would be such great fun to do
A gift of joy between we two.
We’d sing our tunes each morn to night
From early mass until midnight
These pleasures add to daily life
Though riddled by anger and strife.
Now if our melodies are sweet
Perhaps this anger we’ll defeat
And seek a reason to believe
Our peace with God, we shall achieve !
This world today is upside down
As chaos roams from town to town
All citizens may suffer so
The enemy will not let go.
How sad if we should lose control
Of all our dreams and of each goal
We’ve come too far to just give up
And swallow lies from Satan’s cup.
Where is the truth that must be told
This hatred now has grown too old
We’re all so tired of the strife
God help us to regain our life !
Without a word, where would we be
If this world found it’s harmony,
Ten thousand years seems time enough
To figure out the going’s rough.
I’ll never understand the why
The choice is not to live or die,
But can we hope or chance to dream
That life holds more than what we’ve seen !
I feel the fury of the wind
That keeps on squealing, ” let me in ”
I hear the angry sounds that shout
I do not know what it’s about,
But I am not some trembling vine
Who operates without a spine
I’ve been around the block too long
You’ll note that I’m not weak but strong !
I hear the sound of distant drums
Too soon the problem this way comes
Let’s gird our loins and standup tall
We’ll brace our backs against the wall.
Too late we learn there’s no redress
It’s not that easy, I confess
Tis better far to peaceful be
And smoke the pipe to victory !
There is no way I understand
How tempers get so out of hand
I’ve never seen such anger shown
From persons both known and unknown
What is there that can rile one up
Enough to overflow the cup ?
We’ve seen the foolishness of some
Who cannot seem to overcome
This sad behavior they have used
On those they’ve bullied or abused
Perhaps through faith and time alone
They’ll seek God’s wisdom to atone !
The drums of war beat hard and loud
All occasioned by an ugly crowd
No patriots to save the day
All in the hands of men who pay
Oh precious Lord, please hear our plea
And save our land from infamy !
I have been taught my whole life long
To love my God and to be strong
To help my neighbors and my friends
To pray for peace and make amends.
Yet still I find the world I see
Is rife with much hostility
The days grow old, deep in morass
When will some of this anger pass ?
In all our lives we find no peace
When will God grant our soul’s release,
I don’t know how to fight the beast
Help us, oh Lord, make wars to cease !
The infamy of events gone by
Those scenes of the past that made us cry
The tearful times no one will forget
Sad memories that do haunt us yet
These are the shadows of all we hate
That we’ve learned to fear but much too late.
These agonies fail to go away
Increasing more with each passing day
Oh when, oh when will this madness end
Oh where, oh where does the blame depend
May the Lord above help us find peace
And from this anger grant our release !
The battleground of Shiloh has fields of missing and of dead
Where many nameless small white crosses lineup from head to head
A place where ten thousand died as through the heart this nation tore
While Shiloh from the bible came with His message, peace not war
And was the home of God’s own ark and His holy covenant
That from the Lord to us our peace and true happiness was sent !
Rage, rage against the breaking dawn
Rage, rage against the coming storm
And silent let the pressure swell
Unto the world our sadness tell,
This story of its own demise
That happens here before our eyes.
For what is there the heart must ask
To bring to us a greater task ?
Our Lord in heaven see and hear
The ending grows too close, too near !
The cannibals are on a path
Appearing to be full of wrath
Consuming all that came before
The good, the kind and so much more.
With scant discretion on their part
They operate without a heart
It matters not what they destroy
Or which tactics they employ,
The need for power is all they know
However shall this nation grow ?
Oh what a waste all wars must be
God’s lesson in futility
The silence of the gentle folk
Whose fear these fatal times invoke,
Oh would that they might wish away
The consequences of each day.
Like the last prayer the dying said
These final words ere they are dead
With all the faith they place in them
Next year dear Lord, Jerusalem !
The pitter-patter of the rain
Now dancing on my windowpane
Reminds me of that long ago
Forgotten game of tell and show.
Oh what great fun we all had then
I do not think that I was ten
We lived our lives from day to day
Simplicity that was our way.
Depression had not loosed its grip
Our world much like a sinking ship
The war had not yet reached our shore
Though it was gnawing at the door.
And when it came none was prepared
For most believed it wasn’t there
Like all our games of show and tell
In truth it all went straight to hell !
EXCUSE ME but next week will mark the 101st anniversary of Archduke Ferdinand of Austria and his wife Sophia’s assassination June 28, 1914, the day the world as we knew it died ! Who thought this long simmering catastrophe had its beginnings in interreligious wars between Muslims and Christians ? Not I, said the duck ! Not I, said the turkey ! What I find confounding is we have here a situation existing not 100 years but 1300 years of which most of us are not cognizant ! So I ask why ? Certainly a distinctive lack of coherence and understanding. What is the problem with the world’s educational system so as to leave at least 7 billion inhabitants in darkness ? I am beside myself in my frustration and 7 billion pairs of deaf ears, veiled eyes and ignorance doesn’t make me feel any better ! How about you ? Is all this chaos for nought with total annihilation as the only answer left ? Who is there to tell the world GET REAL ! Sincerely, Claire B.
Sometimes our lives just melt away
Where have they gone, we cannot say
Tis like a wind across the sands
That garners strength, makes no demands.
One moment here, another there
Perhaps unsafe, sometimes unfair
Oh Lord, please help us day to day
Show us the way we need to pray !
Close up the door turn out the light
The fire rages through the night
The world is mad it’s lost its way
There’s nothing more that one can say.
The mob has turned into the norm
Their anger has become the storm
Like Sodom was so long ago
The story told, who does not know.
Why have all been so very blind
There is no answer left to find
It’s too late now life’s gone astray
The end is here you’ve had your day.
Begin again as all must do
With millions gone there will be few !
I am a saddened stranger lost
Here in this world so tempest-tossed,
Its fury which does much abound
Leaves none unscathed upon the ground.
It rages through this honeycomb
Of life that is to peace unknown
Oh Lord, be kind let calm abide
There’s no place left for us to hide !
The silence of the night is loud
There are no voices in the crowd
The hum of traffic silent now
And quiet rules the streets somehow.
But soon the dawn will bring the light
To once again renew the fight
I am so tired of all this mess
The burden’s heavy I confess !
Where’er I turn there is unrest
To north or south to east or west
One can’t find peace not anywhere
How shall we thrive in such despair ?
Oh sad Medusa left all alone
Your entire world has been turned to stone
It wasn’t your fault, why should it be
You couldn’t escape the King of the sea !
Your rape therein Athena’s home base
Was your maiden fall and great disgrace
The beauty that you did once possess
Was the cause of all of your distress !
How sad that anger made you the waste
Victim of a cruel goddess’s haste
Ironic that your end does now yield
Your image upon Athena’s shield !
When will these endless wars be done
So man may freely greet the sun
And close his eyes in peace each night
Assured he’ll wake to morning light ?
The simple truth is we can’t wait
The time grows short the hour late
And anger that bursts into flame
Claiming to be in God’s own name
Is truly Satan’s fight to live
Beyond the scope God will forgive !
The time is near, it soon will die
What can we do to speed goodbye ?
The darkest days that will obscure
Those times in life we feel secure,
And overshadow happiness
To leave in place some deep distress
While never understanding why
Some choose these passions to apply !
Tis sad to know this can be true
And comes between both me and you
To leave behind a tragic rift
That is to none a helpful gift,
But rather claims unhealthy cause
Engendering eternal wars !
My heart cries out it’s full of pain
To think that we’re at war again
We search for calm it isn’t there
The world still writhes in deep despair
When will it cease the unknown crime
This war on peace destroys our clime,
Oh why is man so incomplete
Unable to accept defeat ?
We’ve lost all sense in this foray
Will we survive another day
The question rises to the fore
From day to day who keeps the score,
The boy who grows to be a man
To love his God and have a plan
Or one who scatters discontent
No matter what the message sent ?
Who is to judge the final test
And weigh the cost of such unrest ?
I stand upon some mountain’s peak
To gather words with which I’ll speak,
Inform the world that I have learned
What wisdom bought and patience earned.
Too oft I’ve seen and much too late
That human love is laced with hate
And chiding words while meaning well
Through futile waste and time dispel
An arrow that lays deeply bound
Into the breast that it has found.
And so it is that as I strayed
I heard the ache of those who preyed,
I saw the grief of those who need
Much loving care and special heed.
I turned away and tip-toed passed
My pulse beat loud, my breath came fast
I bowed my head with hidden shame
And damned the cause for which I came
Such weariness within my soul
One endless search for self-control.
Am I not bold to travel on
To seek this myth of Avalon?
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Claire V. Bogdanos 