Look ahead

 

Look ahead,beyond the chaos
our only hope is the children,.
make them see, make them care
show them a brighter vision,
where people no longer bludgeon each other
for a slice of bread or less.
Destroy apathy that does not give a toss
just keeps the status quo running at
                                   huge human cost,
a case of hope deferred, energy lost
when we should be keeping spirits high
by fighting for a nobler cause.
Try not to become defeated or foiled
reach out for freedom, peace,equality
keep looking for another way of possibility
or be doomed forever as prisoners of time.
Teach the children to listen
offer them the gift of understanding,
if fear is the only way
frighten them into caring.
When this task is undertaken
beyond the walls of illusion,
we can all become one
society re-moulded, re-cast,
for future generations to come.

https://iamnotasilentpoet.wordpress.com/2016/11/30/look-ahead-by-dave-rendle/

Beyond the chains of humanity

Chains of fear
from Gaza to Aleppo,
the borders of Mexico
to Calais where tears run dry,
people crying out for help
abandoned seeking dignity,
waiting for tomorrow to call
the imprints of fellow man
to release them from pain.

As the politicians daily call
planting seeds of chaos,
with unblinking eyes
spreading darkness,
sadness falls and trust rushes by
hope keeps missing its targets ,
bitter taste is the daily harvest.

Far away tears of compassion flow
the winds of humanity blows,
trying to sprinkle some kindness
refusing to ignore or lose faith,
with freedoms banner speaks out
goodwill peaks out beyond the clouds,
delivering streams of conscience.

( this poem can also now be found here too :-   https://iamnotasilentpoet.wordpress.com/2016/10/16/beyond-the-chains-of-humanity-by-dave-rendle/   )

Against the darkness

(The people of Gaza currently have to endure a life under occupation, while also having to cope with only 3 hours of electricity a day. The following poem is dedicated to their daily resistance. 

Darkness surrounds the lives
of the people of Gaza,
but the echo of dignity sizzles and sustains
under times heavy burden,
the struggling flame of resilience never fades.

The sorrow of existence
now well tended,
comfort found huddled in ruins
under starry sky's,
where shadows meet endurance
to ignite, hearts, mind and blood.

Among the cracks and dust
strains of hope refuse to die,
pavements littered with citrus scent
allow imprisoned people to remain free,
and with touch and words
in this hard place, pride is shared,
freedoms light still growing strong.

The hourglass delivers comfort
against the darkness, light shines,
people find ways to survive
that allows thoughts to persist,
laughter and kindness to rise
in togetherness, dignity stands proud,
against the darkness of oppression,
currents of resistance never fade.

Journey's without maps ( a poem)

 
Life is a voyage of discovery and transformation
Containing equal measures of ugliness and beauty,
Prisms of moveability and change
Balancing acts between holding on and letting go,
Riding on waves of wonder and transition
Surging high above or deep below,
Navigating times eternal cycles
The pulse of the morning and the light of evening stars,
Moments slow - then last forever
On journeys without maps, where roads turn into rivers,
Divisions forcefields continue to be unbroken
Love's reasoning uninterrupted constantly flows,
As no cages or fences remain to lock us in.

Charles Bukowski ( 16/8/20 -9/3/94) - Alone With Everybody / Be Kind / Oh Yes

Cheers and thanks Charles whose  birthday would have been  today

Alone With Everybody

the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but  keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds
fresh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there's no chance
at all
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the jukyards fill
the madhouse fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else
fills


Be Kind

we are always asked
to understand the other person's
viewpoint
no matter how
out-dated
foolish or
obnoxious,
one is asked
to view
their total error
their life-waste
with kindliness,
especially if they are
aged
but age is the total of
our doing.
they have aged
badly
because they have
lived
out of focus,
they have refused to
see,
not their fault?
whose fault?
mine?
I am asked to hide
my viewpoint
from them
for fear of their
fear,
age is no crime
but the shame
of a deliberately
wasted life
among so many
deliberatelt
wasted
lives
is.

Oh Yes

there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realise this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than t
too late.