The weeping song.
The weeping song. I wrote years ago. “When our soldiers are fighting in faraway wars. War will find us. War will come to our doorstep.” “Older men declare war. But it is youth… Continue reading
Tag Archive: Activism and Peace Work
If I had magic.
If I had magic. (A old poem. I wish we stop the madness. This is one earth and one people.) Johnnie walked the California Fault line alone. Looking for a ancient and holy… Continue reading
Children in time.
Children in time I took a little walk by Lake Saint Clair, The Winter grasp and hold was almost gone.I looked at the morning sun and I touched the cold water. I came… Continue reading
One more day.
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall and… Continue reading
If I was the king of the forest.
IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams. If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading
Freedom, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness.
Dear friends. The world can be a beautiful place. There is room for everyone. I pray to the September sun. Please make the guns stop shooting, please allow the soldiers to go home.… Continue reading
Time for us to seek peace and keep the children safe. Us too.
Today my hope and prayers. Let’s get along. Every life had value. We need to create hope and a safe world for the children and all people. There is chaos in the promise… Continue reading
Lost prayers.
Lost prayers.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Once I prayed for dying men of war, once I prayed for the dying of starvation and once, I prayed for people being killed become of religion.… Continue reading
You are me and I am you.
You are me and I’m you People who see color, race and religion. Are truly blind.Don’t you cry for the sick child.Don’t you hold the mother or father who lost a son or… Continue reading
Peace will come, even if, only by one.
Peace will come, even if, only by one. Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer. An old prayer repeated often in his lifetime. “Please God of the sea, please god… Continue reading