Thursday, April 15, 2010

We Tell the Stories

We tell you the stories
So you will know
How it came to be.

We tell you the stories
So they not be lost
To collective memory.

You want to know why we are the way we are,
Or maybe you do not care.
We tell you the stories anyways;
You need to know we were there.

The things we saw with our own eyes
Have become now's history.
We tell you the stories,
And pray and hope,
Perhaps someday you will see.

(Copyright © April 2010. All rights reserved.)

Saturday, April 3, 2010

A Dallas Street *

Remember, remember,
That day in November
When on a Dallas street,
Three shots rang out,
Clear and loud,
And the President
Was dead at our feet.

Remember, remember,
That day in November
When on a Dallas street,
Our lives were changed
And never the same
After the day
Of that dreadful deed.

Remember, remember,
That day in November
When on a Dallas street,
Our Nation assulted,
All the events that resulted;
The things
Since then we've seen.

(Copyright © April 2010. All rights reserved.)

* This is a take on the traditonal Guy Faulkes poem. Given what Guy Faulkes intended to do, I refuse to give him an apology...