Blues to the News

It is sick to convict inflicting the soul

Falling quick into the sands and stick to control

The consequences with our defenses slowly unfolding

From words unfurled in the world of only withholding

To the course of action with satisfaction and trust

Of course is a reaction to the distraction we must

Fear when unclear to adhere to the rule

Judging our fudging as we feel the nudging 

To revere the fool

Who is cool in the wake of today's addiction and affliction

Forsaking the ways of our mistakes and contradictions

Of up in arms when we are down with war

Up in tempo when the sound is more

Blues to the news

Discontinuing the selling of shelling

It is true to look within you to be compelling with telling

The way the soul displays consoling to stay alive

Dare to share what is there and to say what drives

Peace to ease and increasingly cease 

To endure wars door

Assuring we are curing with reoccurring rapport 

To open more

A way to portray, not  to betray, but be great in fulfilling

The day in a way we live today

And forgive not with hate and killing

The Brain

They say we have two sides of our brain
The right and the left
The right is easy to remember
It writes, and the left corrects
You might say, the left is a critic
As the right, writes and composes
Exposing the rose like poetry knows
And the left side never discloses
But rejects, with the decision
To parent with guiding or riding
And the right has no inhibition
While the left resides in fighting
The left leaves doubt with fear about
The right writes with delight
The left neglects to interject the  
The right to trust in the light
The left protects against nakedness
Correcting what is hidden
Despite the rights to enlighten
The night as dark is forbidden
Discriminating art
Incriminating the heart
The left affects our sight
While the left sees nothing
The right bleeds something
Like the stars need the night
The left has breath teaching of death
As the right has life to lead
To stir the words in what is heard
And exercises to succeed
The left side of the brain laughs 
In vain as the right explains the craft
The left side hides while the right confides
The last laugh in the draft
Left will edit not giving credit
To the rights right to recall
The plight of the right in the night
As the left is left to fall
The left is deaf to the sound 
Of liking what we write 
As we fight for the right to write
What we like the left rejects the light