Rows and columns march –
stark and solemn reminders
of the true cost of freedom.
~
Today we honor
those who surrendered their lives
so we might be free.
Rows and columns march –
stark and solemn reminders
of the true cost of freedom.
~
Today we honor
those who surrendered their lives
so we might be free.
What shall it profit
poets if they never turn
one and keep writing?
~
Beyond the profit
of a published masterpiece,
honorable exercise.
How can we honor
those who tend the land without
exploitation and abuse?
~
We can honor them
with our purchase of the fruits
of an honest farmer’s work.
When fear takes over
what becomes of honor? Where
do mind and heart go?
~
Fear freezes the heart,
enshrouds the mind in mist, and
honor takes a nap.