January 17, 2017
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Gazing past the winter
you can smell more than roses,
more than fresh-turned soil.

Search for glimpses
in Nature’s hideaways
of last year’s lost moments.

Leaves, unswept on your path,
a source of unfortunate worms
for Spring-hungry birds.

Sometimes we grow so much
that simple pleasures
escape our sophisticated minds.

This grave is for a wealthy man,
just look at the beautiful marble
hiding his destitution.

We each rise from our own Spring
hoping forth brightly
where joy waits in a far field.


Twin Shadows

September 11, 2013
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They took my good friends to a party
Friends that they never could know
Friends who had planned for a future
Friends who did not want to go

They took them to join with some others
Others who worked in the towers
Others who planned for a future
Fulfilled by the freedom that’s ours

The party was over so quickly
They came and they set it alight
With my friends who did not choose to be there
When they came to the end of their flight

The folks who had lives on each tower
Who felt they could not take the heat
Flew from the gate-crashers’ scene
And bottomed-out down on the street

They took my good friends to a party
They made sure my friends never left
Their families – the world – cannot fathom
The hatred that left them bereft

Helmeted braves with their hatchets
Could not get my friends to go home
And many souls stay there forever
At the place that is ground zero zone

Some blaspheming nearly-men did it
Exposing half-brothers to guilt
And calling all Bush-men to vengeance
More good and bad blood to be spilt

The only way forward for all of us
Is to care for the ones we neglect –
To give the world’s youth words of wisdom,
Truth, tempered with love and respect

Al Barz, 2004