The suburbs are known
For their blandness and
Routine sameness. People
Go to work, come home,
Kids go to school, come
Home. One day the reality
Was shattered when the
Workers going to work
Found a yellow camel
In the middle of the
Road. CNN, ABC,CBS
Were all there to cover
The story.
What matters and what
Doesn’t is a big item on
The minds of most people.
It’s something a lot of
People lay awake nights
Mulling over. Then it
Becomes clear to them–
They can finally sleep by
Counting sheep.
One of those days to
Stay in — brilliant bolts
Of lightening uncover
Everything. The thunder
Shakes God’s creatures
Large and small. To
Finish it off come the
Torrential rains washing
Away the evil.
Every once in a while you
See them out on the streets.
The car is packed full of
People with goofball looks.
They hang their legs out of
The car windows and cruise
Around and around singing
Off-key songs to blaring
Music. It’s been said they
May have come from
Another planet–of Goofs.
Life is a precious thing.
It is a powerful force
That shows up in all
Creatures and objects
On earth. A tiny sprout,
Pushing up through
The concrete says it
All.
When you get up early
In the morning everything
Is quiet and peaceful. It’s
A good time for planning
Your day and meditating
As you watch the sun rise
In the east in all its
Glory.
Look and see how tall
That mountain is ahead
Of you. Pretty imposing,
Isn’t it? You can climb
That mountain if you just
Put one foot in front of
The other.
Why didn’t Einstein wear
Socks? Did it help him
Think?
If it took that to accomplish
His groundbreaking work,
So be it.
When lying in bed at night
In the dark and you are
Having trouble sleeping
A random noise comes
From somewhere in
The bedroom. Nothing
To be afraid of, but
Could it be aliens?
Dare to be true.
Dare to be loving.
Dare to be caring.
Dare to be compassionate.
Dare to be yourself.
Wordman of Alcatraz 