Little truth.
Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leaves us blind and dumb.” Little truth. Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won these… Continue reading
Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leaves us blind and dumb.” Little truth. Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won these… Continue reading
“Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without.”― Gautama Buddha Heal, not kill. The world had turn blood red. Where are the voices of calm and peace? Brother killing brother in Iraq. Who… Continue reading
Soldier of fortune. 1- Painted memories on my skin, my mind and my heart. Some pain and some sweet. I won more than I have lost. I have killed for money; I play… Continue reading
1- The Violence Sea Anger erupts.The blind opens their eyes. Men on high horses.Tells us more stories to blind us. Entangled and enraged we try to see.We can’t see above the bullshit. Rich men in big houses.Tell… Continue reading
Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears. Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul, who nourishment is the heart, … Continue reading
The missing pieces A Poem by Coyote Poetry Fragrance of what we were do appear. I looked into the mirror. The once warrior had become the house plant. This is sad. … Continue reading
Who is right? Who is wrong? Do we remember the reasons for war? The victor can remember and the dead people/ dear cities and homeless have no place to go and they are… Continue reading
Old wisdom. Live by the gun, die by the gun. (Charlie Kirk once said some gun deaths ‘worth it’ in order to have Second Amendment) (Minnesota State Representative Melissa Hortman and Minnesota State… Continue reading
How many children must die in the many active wars? How many people must die before we learn. No-one wins in war. USA is a war zone now. 251 mass killings in the… Continue reading
I am the riders on the storm… “Bad dream again, confusion blasting my thoughts and I am fighting in the chaos of my dreams. I ask the night. Why is my world falling… Continue reading