pop's poetry

Category: Society

  • lost love

    In the beginning of modern faith
    It was all about love.

    In the early days love ruled
    Love over hate
    Greater than faith or hope
    Both internal qualities, but love is
    The collective over the individual
    “They will know we are christians by our love”

    How do people see christians today?
    Fighting for the christian right
    Fighting the libs
    Fighting for pro-life
    Fighting against LGBTQ+
    Fighting wokeness

    As with any group
    You can’t lump them all together
    But as a community
    Christians were about love
    Until the hate came
    And then there was a cult

    A version of christians
    Focused on hell
    “Sinners in the hand of an angry god”
    Hate the sin, love the sinner
    Reduced simply to
    Hate the sinner

    Many embraced this version
    Though some never retreated into it
    But settled in to help where they could
    Now a new uglier version appears
    Red-hatted zealots, foaming at the mouth
    For revenge and to reclaim lost glory

    Not the glory of Jesus
    But the glory of religious freedom
    That early christians didn’t seek
    And Jesus never experienced
    And yet he never gave up on love
    To bring love’s kingdom to earth

    I’m not in the cult of evangelicalism
    I don’t believe in hell or heaven
    A finite life of love is enough
    And so I believe in love
    Its power to heal
    Even in the darkest of times

    Right now it’s a fight for humanity
    To dare to feed the hungry
    Care for the poor, the sick, the immigrant
    To seek justice, love mercy and walk humbly
    And even in this red-hat, deep-hate world
    The true way hasn’t changed

    There is no path to love
    Love is the path

  • community

    Through evolution the world is full
Of amazing and varied life forms
Working together and against
Each other to create the great Gaia
In a microcosm human society evolves
A maze of different forms of life
Working together and against
Each other to create the great experiment
The lens of history will focus on life
And gaze at both us and them
Working together and against
Each other to create the great divide
Through elitism and racism we see
Tempers ablaze with political forums
Working together and against
Each other to create unmanaged chaos
May we join with the great Gaia
Aside the craze of unbridled hope
Working together, and against
The other, to create a great unity
And evolve until the world is full
Of amazing and varied ideas
Working together and against
Each other to create the great Peace

  • winter solstice

    The whole day is a similar length
But sunlight is the shortest today
A near full moon softens the night
‘til the sun can break through the fray

Love, my friend, always has strength
But at times the darkness holds sway
A warm smile can bring needed light
To a soul that is weak and afraid

Though the day is much shorter than night
As this solstice of winter makes way
In the night we embrace in our hearts
May we find the love that we crave

  • end of the republic

    What comes next
At the end of our Republic
Calmer minds need to guide
As this slow dissolution
Plays out in front of us all
What comes next
When this Republic fails
Eaten away by the differences
Rusted by lies sold as truth
Amplified by our connectedness
What comes next
After the final Republic breath
Its heartbeat races too fast
In fear of the other
Soon to finally rupture
What comes next
Will not look like this Republic
The world is waiting to see
As are the children
Whose only hope is peace

  • bookends

    From take a knee outrage
To take a life insurrection
Bookends to a failed experiment
White nationalism
White supremacy
White privilege
“White fragility”
Supported by an Evangelical cult
Itself with two bookends
Unborn babies
Religious privilege
While born babies get put in cages
The other is outcast
Other colors
Other countries
Other religions
“Other fragility”
Bookends need to be placed
To hold the constitution upright
Reparations then Reconciliation
Redemption comes with a price
Not for an end times jihad
This time
This place
This country
“This fragility”
Time for cult members
To see the light
Of Freedom and Justice
For All
The two bookends of unity