Hatred

War is hatred enacted
Inflicted from one man
To another. Inflicted by
Your nation state, not
Of your choosing even
If the hatred you are
Acting out is part of
The dogma you were
Led to believe. Beliefs
About the other, who
Is like you, my warrior,
Just a man. Humaniry
Dies where hatred lives

New beginning

At dawn, the day was still
Dark as it is when daylight
Savings rings in the winter;
Skies slower to lighten so
That the light of day has
Crept up on me. I cannot
Tell you when it opened up
When it really turned into
This day, the first of a new
Year. A new year, which I
Am slow to welcome just
As this morning's sky was
Slow to let in light. This is
The first and usually, I like
New beginnings, a fresh
Start. This first feels as if
It's been rotting while it's
Waited for a big entrance.
Is it already stale, and as
Predictable as yesterday?

History will tell

Who is your favorite historical figure?

Too many people to admire or
Fear or laud if history is a guide.
Amelia Earhart took to the air,
Oh my. Flying, it's so tempting.
And a pilot is such an enviable
Person. Then, too, she was an
Accomplished woman. Freud,
He wrote a blueprint for living
And set a practice by which to
Define the intricacies of all our
Minds. Was he obsessed with
Pardon the expression s-e-x? If
Yes, his prose proved the most
Beautiful expression of how we
Grow and emerge as humans.
More contemporaneous people
Whose reputation I can covet
Include Mother Teresa? No, I
Have no wish at sainthood so
Even Joan of Arc is safe from
My desires. Joan Rivers? Yes,
Maybe. If so, because laughter
Was her gift to a world in tears.