As the leaves quake
A wind whispers across the sky
The sunrise takes shape
Reds, yellows, oranges
God's paintbrush, man's passion
Dreaming beyond the horizon
New lands, new sunsets
Forever moving forward
The stream flows until it is dry
The savagery of the desert consumes all
But life flourishes in death
Darkness gives way to light
And all begins anew
Like me and you
Current State of Affairs
Years of fear have brought us here
Anger grew to hate
No one listens, no one talks
Now we fear our fate
Brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles
We're all torn apart
Everything we're supposed to love
We somehow have forgot
Until we listen we will not know
What others talk about
Stop the brain stop the pain
And listen with your heart
The walls must fall that divide us all
That keep us far apart
Bridges heal, bridges grow
Give us a new start
So stop the tears, and stop the fears
We need something new
Building love, building trust
building what is true
So take my hand we'll march together
Fight to live a new forever
Here for you, here for me
Here for all those that will be
And when we win, they will know
We fought with all our heart and soul
Fought for justice, Fought for life
Always fighting for what's right
Happy Birthday
June 9th 2000: The Devils win the Stanley Cup!
Garett’s carrying a keg above his head.
This place is CRAZY!
June 9th 2001: Twenty one! Limousine! Downtown Denver!
Avs beat the Devils in the Stanley Cup!
The Hungry Strangers are born!
June 9th 2002: Wow this year has been crazy!
Joined the Army, 9/11 happened, Went to basic
No we’re in Germany drinking at O’shea’s for our Birthday
June 9th 2003: Kosovo, this place is hell!
Cold in the winter, hot in the summer...
What the Fuck are we doing here?
June 9th 2004: Damn, I wish we were back in Kosovo, Iraq sucks!
130 degrees outside...
And guess what, getting shot at on he birthday! Fuck!
June 9th 2005: Been out of the military for 9 days. Should I be happy?
My grandmother’s in the hospital and is going to die.
Why don’t I feel anything?
June 9th 2006: One more drink to help me forget
One more pill to kill the pain
Fighting for the numbness, that I hate so much...
June 9th 2007: It gets better, if you let it.
It gets better if you try.
Begin to put the pieces together and remake sense of everything
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This is a poem I wrote in 2013 at a Warrior Writers workshop and it was published in the Warrior Writers 4th Anthology.