The Rose

I came upon a rose,
Whom---I thought boasting of her thistles,---
I asked, "Why boast thou of thine thistles?"
Then, seeing the rose had said,
"I had once thistles,
"Yet the love of my own soul
"Has shed them for the sake of those I loved,"
I realized the Rose was not boasting in her pride.

Can Men and Women be Friends?

Can a man and woman be platonic friends?
The answer is yes, if there is no attraction.
The answer is no, if one or both of them are beautiful.
Age is also a huge factor. If the two are separated by a generation.
But generally, if one of the two are beautiful,
It is reason to be distrustful, should your lover have the beautiful one as a friend.
If both friends are beautiful, just assume the adultery.

However, for the one who truly loves, 
They can be among the Naiads
And Heroes, and still retain their fidelity.
This one is usually obvious;
You have no feeling of distrust;
For in their every deed, they say "I love."

Dear, Canada

Dear,
Canada

You are a dead reminder of why Homosexuality is a sin. For in lavish praise of it, you have forfeited all your freedom.

The Materialist and I

To the materialist,
Life is yet a battery
Where nerves are its acid;
It evolves over eons
Through a mutating gene's luck.
The Frog evolves a uterus; becomes the Toad.
Materials collide with materials---for eternity,---
Minds, matter, breath.

To I, life is Force.
And it is a wonder.
We exist only as Breath;
Our Mind, Heart, Soul,
Hormones, ligaments,
Glands and nerves;
They are only a part of us when we have life...
It is our Spirit---God breathed into Adam,

The Questions I Ask

Why don't people see what's right from wrong?
Why do people hurt one another?
Why do people not believe in Jesus?
Why are people so evil?
Why are questions deemed more noble than the answer?
Why is everyone a skeptic of what's plainly true?
Why does everyone need to be taught by one another?
Why does everyone have to reinvent a system of morals?
Why do the most intelligent men find answers?
Why do governments oppress people?
Why is freedom of speech not a given in every country on Earth?
Why is the Human Rights Charter ignored?
Why is the Constitution ignored?
Why did men in the seventeen hundreds know our rights were unalienable, when now that's even questioned?
Why doesn't everyone say, "Give me liberty, or give me death?"
Why is everyone a coward?
Why is everyone morally bankrupt?
If there were a righteous man within a hundred miles, let me find him.
If there were a wise woman within a thousand miles, let me find her.
The rights of the people are infringed, and I'd like to know why.
Why are sales more important than content?
Why is poetry considered "Untrue"?
Why do people believe that words have no meaning?
If this sentence were understood, doesn't that insinuate everything we question about meaning is a lie?
Why do strings of meaning tap into the Logos of the universe: Why is Lucretius discovering Newtonian Physics, and Milton hypothesizing the Atomic Bomb?
Why do poets prophecy?
Why is Love the muse of the great ones? I can answer this, but it's still has even greater mysteries.
Why is math more precious than language arts these days?
If people read more poetry, wouldn't they have less time for idle minds?
Why do Literary Critics snob at the greatest letters?
Why does everyone have a different opinion, and why are they often wrong?
Why can't people relate to the real world?
Why is beauty not patronized in the arts?
Why is truth so self evident, yet everyone pretends it not to be so?
Why are we born knowing the way, and how do we stray from that path so quickly?
Why are Tao and Logos so similar?
Why are the sages always affirming what the Bible says?
If the Roman Church burned all the books, why were they so careful to preserve them?
If the Library of Alexandria wasn't burned, would we have any more noteworthy classics still being read today? Likely, I deem it not.
Why do the stars tell the story of Jesus?
Why is there so much proof that Jesus is the Christ, yet everyone pretends like it isn't there?
More importantly, do people know the proof that Jesus is the Christ, and maybe they aren't pretending?
Will God damn someone for ignorance? This I don't know.
Why is racism a worst crime than theft these days?
If Racism were a three, cussing would be a two, and homosexuality would be a ten; yet, we have it all backward.
Why is adultery considered noble, when it obviously hurts so many people?
Why is Homosexuality considered noble, when no society can function justly which accepts it?

Those and many like it are the questions I ask. Questions for poets.

If You Want to Get to the Root of a Country’s Problems

If you want to get to the root of a country's problems
Just look at the questions the common lay are struggling to answer.

It's better that they have questions, though,
Than the government answer for them.

Why I Ain’t a Philosopher

Philosophers be like,

"Do we know anything?
"Do other people exist?
"Is there a Mind and Body?
"Do words have meaning?
"Is there free will?
"Do right and wrong exist?
"Can there be justice?
"Woah, death.
"Is there meaning in life?"

I, a poet, answers all the questions with an emphatic,
"We do,
"Yes,
"Not a real problem,
"Yes,
"Six to one, half the dozen the other,
"Yes,
"Yes,
"I'm pretty enamored by it, too, actually,
"And to love God and others."

Geekdom

The everlasting manchild---
Grown men and women playing with trading cards,
Toys, reading comic books,
Playing video games
Anime, Manga---
It must give way.
Rather, the childish things must be put away.
If you are an adult with an imagination,
Read books. 

And to those who say to the children,
“Read a damn book,” they have yet
To grow up, either.

Love at Thirty

I

True love doesn't exist
At thirty. There is infatuation.
But, it's the infatuation of two strangers
Having already made their mistakes.
Knowing strangers, having scars
They have separate lives.
There can be no true love.

True love does exist
At sixteen. The ripe age
For falling in love.
The adults, jealous of the truth
Scorn it, for college and careers must come first.
The myth that love comes later in life
Is consolation to those who don't truly understand it.

For, there is no love that hasn't
Grown up together.
Hasn't matured together.
Hasn't roots.
It's why all of our modern notions are wrong
And need to be corrected.

II

Yet, love at thirty,
When there is that spark
Of having just met,
And being known an entire lifetime...
Consider, this you knew in your youth.
Be open to true love
But only in this instance.
And if you find it, do not hesitate.
Now you merge your entire life with theirs.

Stolen Art

Someone stole her art---
With the look I gave
That day I was out for blood;
There I am, with Vin Diesel,
Graham Wardle, and Taylor Lautner.
There I am, with an evil eye
And she prophesies I a poet.
She makes me Apollo.
I the patron of her art,
See in her wisdom that we,
Brother and sister, stand nigh
One another, nearly touching hands.
Forbidden love---all of us are distant.
I saw the beautiful woman
Who made her art,
And she who fashioned the crown---
In two profiles, a melding of many a muse---
Of Athena. Yet, this one, she is unique.
She is beautiful---and I had stolen 
A scene in her art?
I know the day, the exact day.
I did not see her.
But she saw me.