Frustrations, complications
Trapped in an okay life
Better than the impoverished and enslaved
Worse than the creative and free
Why does such disparity exist?

Why do evil people crush and exploit others?
When prison is a business
the innocent are swept up to keep the numbers
Not enough people care to stop destruction
of the earth and its people

To hell with clean air or clean water
if it cuts into the bottom line
of over accumulated wealth
hoarded beyond what multiple 
lifetimes could spend

Now we've plastic in our bodies
in our lungs, in our joints
Growing cancers cutting lives short
But, we're distracted by
so many flashy things

Look here, look here
turn a blind eye
and forget
what you saw

…I am debating about adding my poems to this blog page. I have a collection I’ve written over the last two years that are an expression of the feelings I could not other put into words about work, life, the world around me. I’ve been writing poetry since I was child, I don’t know if it is any good. Ha! But, it has helped me process things. Articulate what I have difficulty talking about. And, once upon a time, I also made them into songs. Sometimes, I still do.

So, we’ll see, maybe more to come. TBD.