See the best in brothers
And in all sisters, too
See the truth in siblings
For they are just like you
Do right by your loved ones
Forgive them and forget
Do what Grand-Lamas do
And let go each regret
See the most in others
And give them what you can
See the light in kinsfolk
All children of the clan
In this moment we've come full circle
each showing a strong ability to grow
as late stage redemption 'tis amazing,
I'm so happy to be a part of this show!
to solve a problem we must first see it
recognize ugly behaviors, sans denial
we've seen this ere 'pon the late years
reaps reward in a 'winner' Lilly smile!
My resentment machine grumbled to life
begin hating what I lovingly found again,
oh, how alone in Cambodia I've manifest!
please tell me No!, this 'tis not my reality!
Myself in tuk-tuk to look my sweet Eang
Scrooge xmas mornin' weeping with joy!
oh, may my gratitude overcome agonies?
please say Yes!, this here and now's true!
That's us there right by the pool
Basking in the summer sun
Let us take one last cool dip
Soaking up the clear blue fun
That's us there right on the beach
Loafing in the balmy days
Let us make one last warm toast
Lounging in the sundrenched rays
That's us there right at the brink
Dozing in the gentle breeze
Let us stand and drink to life
Steadying on tranquil seas
Life is a whale of abandonment
Love is its gentle imperfect spout
A colossal humpbacked desertion
Flukes lobtailing before dropping out
And in the end the retooling Lilly twins,
resting in peace at a Yoga retreat center,
sunning naked at the wet, soaking pool,
manifest well days short playing chess!
I'm fucked up, an idiot, from way back, hardwired in,
I tried evolving, attempted to be a goodhearted truth!
But of the loves I've killed, of all the dumbs I've been,
abandoning Eang shall be the last thing I'll never do
What ever you do, where ever you go
Why ever you rove, whom ever you love
Remember to be most true to yourself
Remember to thank your loadstar above
What ever you want, where ever you land
When ever you're lost, how ever you roam
Hold on to the place your heart tells you to
Stay and let love make you right at home
Do not wish them all dead
Do not spit on their graves
Let your mind drift far out
Past the sand and the waves
Do not give them one thought
Do not drown in their bile
Let your mind find that place
Where the calm fair winds smile
Do not wish them bad luck
Do not swim with the swarm
Let you mind rest in peace
In the eye of the storm
Poetries need not be flowery, an ode doth not need to rhyme
yet sometimes both of may happen, regardless of intentions
The goal of a good poet 'tis saying something of importance
yet what's a priority to one writer may not be to any readers
And whilst a foul urge prods me to jibe all sentence endings
a better execution might be to just let the right word fall out!
They put hordes of nonbelievers to death
Those who would question the goodness of god
Those who would dare say the world was not flat
Those who might prove all church doctrines as flawed
They put a thug in the oval office
Those with no power who followed like sheep
Those with no sense who would send the crook back
Those who might buy the lies he could not keep
They were here long before science arrived
They existed and are flourishing still
Those who still pray in the name of false gods
Those who still drool for the thrill of the kill
It was his period of productivity
A time of spontaneous creativity
His poems and minstrelsies hitting hard and keenly
His words the epitome of expressivity
This is the thorn of all artistic endeavor
To be remembered for works written while alive
To bare all and shed light on the darkest of lies
His anthology cast with a flaming high-five
