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Come Join the Dance

BBC-Radio-Orchestra-April-1971-The band struck up a joyful tune
With beat lively and fast;
“Come join in, the host proclaim,”
“We’ll party and have a blast!”

But some of the guests ignored his words;
Others just stood around.
A few joined in the circle;
Many were by fear so bound.

 

The band played a more gentle tune,
A melody subdued,
Which made some guests begin to sway
With a quiet attitude.

 

The ones who liked the faster beat
Sighed and wandered away,
While some talked over the music,
Touting what they had to say.

 

At last the band began to play
A song with depth of heart.
No one could resist its sound,
So they stopped drifting apart.

 

As the people heard the music
Speak to their very souls,
They joined together in one dance
That began to make them whole.

 

So may the band play on and on
Until there’s joy and peace;
Until all people everywhere
Live in hope that will increase.

 

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The Heart of the Matter

What sort of people will we be?
What will we choose to believe?
Will we be open and unafraid;
Or angry, frightened,
Stuck in our own ways?

Will we choose generosity
And noble pursuits;
Will we be tight-fisted,
Uncaring brutes?

Will our power and wealth
Be invested for good
Or squandered and hoarded
Until all who would
Prosper alongside us
Are sickened and dead?
I say,
Let’s be people of principle instead.

The heart of the matter is,
We have a choice:
We can silence the cries of need
Or join with our own voice.
What will you hold on to?
What will be your way?
I invite you to choose rightly;
Let’s join together today.

Powerful People

As Mr. Trump debates whether he will keep the US in the Paris Accord, I have this thought:

We are powerful people.
We can choose for ourselves:
Will we give in to control?
Or will we stand on our own?

We can decide what is right;
No one ever does that for us.
Thoughts, feelings, actions, words
Are always results of our own choices.

Stand tall, powerful people!
Think, choose and live;
Never sell out or give in;
Own what you say, do and believe.

Writer’s Block

It seems  that there are so many fresh thoughts and ideas coming into my head;
So much new information:  News items, results of studies and research…
Yet the things that are solid enough to put on paper – or computer – seem old and stale.

The new things are like trying to catch clouds
Or hold the current of a river still long enough to be examined and described.
Does it always have to be that the newborns of life are soft and pliable?
But then, that is part of their loveliness.

Hopes, dreams, possibilities:
All like children yet to be conceived!
O that I will be able to hold some long enough to write about them!

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Community

o-talking-to-kids-about-race-facebookIf you read through my blogs, it might become evident that I have a passion for building community.  Strong towns and neighborhoods are crucial for our well being, especially now, when prejudice, threat of deportation and the possibility of having vital services cut loom so darkly.  That has inspired the following:

Coming together as citizens;
Overcoming differences and fear;
Making friends out of strangers
Moves us to be more clear:
Unity builds strength and safety;
No one can bully us then.
It truly is impossible
To turn against the one
You have come to know and love as a friend.