Destination

Time flies but
It has no wings

Or it may be that you
Are flying through time

Either way it is too fast
For most people

But how ironic is it that
When you are actually flying

The hours just do not
Pass by fast enough

Depending on your
Destination

Then I Can

I am not blind

Yet I cannot see

I am not deaf

Yet I cannot hear

I am not stupid

Yet I cannot understand

I am not dead

Yet I cannot live

No I cannot

I cannot do anything

Until I can see

Although I am blind

Until I can hear

Although I am deaf

Until I can understand

Although I am stupid

Until I can live

Although I am dead

Then I can

I can do anything

When Guns No Longer

Who can take away
The power of the hurricane
The heat of the fire
Or the light of the sun

Who can stop the rain
Falling from the sky
Or the tsunami
Crashing onto the shore

Who can persuade men
Having tasted the power
Of holding a gun
To give it up

It is too late
To stop the water
Once the dam is broken

But it will come to an end
When the path of destruction
Has taken its course

When guns no longer
Can kill

As Days Get Long

I listen to the sound
The sound of the wind
Blowing through the tree

I see the tree
The tree on the ground
Shaken by the wind

And the leaves fall
When the time comes
When the days get short
And temperatures drop

But the tree stands
Throughout bitter cold
Weathering the storm

Until the sun comes up
And days get long
To start over again

To continue to grow
Without being chopped up
For firewood

Fruitful and Rain

Only an orange tree

Can beget orange

Only water

Can be rain

Likewise

Only woman 

Can be a mother

And only man

Can be a father

If orange tree had a choice

Would it choose to be fruitless?

If water had a choice

Would it choose not to be rain?

Only man

And only woman

Chooses not to be 

Fruitful and rain