DESTINATION OF THE HEART

When it all comes to an end
Will you continue to have friends
Or will you be faced down or dust in the wind
In this game of life who will ever win

Is this a destination of the heart
Unconditional love is where it all starts
How far do you have to go
To feel you're not alone in your own home

You got a lifetime to live
A lifetime to give
Heaven is only a destination
It is the journey that gets you there

No one is going to make a path for you
It is you that have to get up and move
No one is going to do it for you

Is this a destination of the heart
Love is not a commodity bought and sold
Love is not an activity
Afterward, you get dressed and go home

If you know the soul
You will know where to go
Nirvana is just a dream
Wake up and let your karma set you free

To think there is one thing, one way to be
You're blind to reality and sometimes a bee will still sting
Say what you want you still can't scream FIRE in a crowded theater

Is this a destination of the heart
Human love comes out of trust
Why has it changed to lust
Love should be a light burning forever like the sun

To take a life you don't know
Will not make peace for the world
Paradise might be nice
If you think everyone has 72 virgins there
It is going to be a crowded place

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016 

ANOTHER ALEPPO CHILD

Aleppo Child
Why don't you cry?
Is it because you finished crying at your birth
Now you wonder what it was worth

Aleppo Child
Why don't you cry?
Are your emotions like stone
Even when there is little you know

Aleppo Child
Why don't you cry?
Is it because of the blood on your face
Is it all you have to wash the dust away

Aleppo Child
Why don't you cry?
You feel this is a dream
Soon your mother and father will wake you up
But you find them in forever sleep

Aleppo Child
Why don't you cry?
Where your tears drained away
To fill al-Assad's pool
To wash away his guilt only to put on a suite of a fool

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

REALIZATION OF THE SOUL

What do I really know
Now that I am old
Is there knowledge inside of me
Is there more for me to see

Is there another part I can be
That can make me free
Never to feel alone
Is a realization of the soul

The journey of life
Will take me through the day into the night
My karma I know
Will take me down a different road

What I have in me
Is a connection I need
One day I will feel whole
When I have a realization of the soul

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

ALEPPO CHILD

One man wants to control it all
The money, the land, the beat of your own heart
He will take it all away in one day
Make so much pain God won't hear you pray

Aleppo child why don't you cry
Maybe it's better you don't
This pile of stone was once your home
Why cry when you're alone
Covered in dust with no one to trust

What can I say living miles away
With my nation's lies will I understand why
Everyday living like its night
In your, country another person dies in a fraction of a second

Aleppo child why don't you cry
Because you don't know how so why even try
Or do your tears fill the capital's fountain
Just so Asad can take a swim in
Just to wash away the blood of your mom and dad

Nothing grows in the ruins of war
A wasteland becomes the only achievement of man
Can't create peace from war like you can get blood from a turnip
If you could the many lives it would save

Aleppo child why don't you cry
Living in the eternal night

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

METAPHORIC CONVERSATION

It was a coincidence that we meet
But the way you left the room was such a mess
We thought about the same things
We were reaching for the same dreams

I couldn't understand your metaphoric conversation
Paranoid imagery you had about me
Saying things only you understood just making up words

Thought this was meant to be just you and me
Thought I was finally free, living a lonely dream
But you had an alternate plan to get all you can

I couldn't understand your metaphoric conversation
These stories you make about me
You rather lie, than talk like a child

With my friends, you get in my head
They say you have another face
But I can't look past the smile and the pretty lace

I couldn't understand your metaphoric conversation
What you talking about Willis I'd say
You can't take joke with seriousness in your voice

But I got no choice when your the one who makes all the noise
You rather be friends, you say this isn't a date
So why don't you pay for the food on your plate

This metaphoric conversation has to end
This isn't a new relationship trend
If you don't have the moves there is nothing to prove

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

MOVE UP MOVE ON

Long gone into the purple haze
The music still goes on day after day
Echoing tune it will come again soon
If you don't listen to it what will that prove

Move up move on
There is another one to love
Move up move on
Can't just sit there waiting for a crying dove
Move up move on
Just listen to the song

A scrapbook of memories
Each page reaching out to you to sing
Hear the voice of a thousand dreams
Songs of love and peace to set your mind free

Move up move on
Embracing the memories makes the love strong
Move up move on
Get out of the rain and play in the sunshine again
Move up move on
There is always another song

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

REAL NEWS

Story between the pages you don't like
So you call the editor and say that's not right
You think you know it all and you're the keeper of the light

Same words said over and over
Don't make the story true
A feeling isn't proof
Just need real news

Story going around saying your not from this town
When you live here all your life this is where you found your wife
Striving for a better community getting what every one needs

Closed eye closed mind
Controlled by the educated ego
Selling out to a bully no one is buying it
Just need real news

If it bleeds it leads
Blame the victim for dyeing on the scene
Unjust is the rule of law

If you don't have any thing good to say
You'll make it up any way with a negative spin
Got no friends but every one knows you sins
Just need real news

Blaming every one for your problems
But your the problem in the way
Clamming hidden hate is great

Your opinion maid the news today
With out any proof pigs fly with you
Same day the Pope where baseball cap
Just need real news

Who told you this
Do you really believe it?

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016
  
  

FLUTE

Songs of wisdom from the heart

Letting you know in life, you have a larger part

A song that feeds the mind

It is the one you heard a million times

The father has the words

The mother has the tune

The sister plays the flute

Can you hear it in the back of the room

Sit down and listen to the story of this eternity

The story of 5000 dreams spoken just for you and me

Plant the seed one day you will be free

In your dreams climb the tree of peace

The father has the song

The mother has the voice to sing it

The sister plays the instrument

Just hear the echo of the flute in this room

Knowing who you are and knowing your path

Is one in the same don't ask for directions there is no map

The journey of the soul is the cycle of life

There will always a day and a night

The father has the sound of wisdom

The mother has voice of knowledge

The sister is the instrument 

Listen to the music of this flute

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2016

GOD SOUND

Sitting inside yourself
Trying to find what you always known
Listing for that sound that will lead you home

God Sound
The sounds of the birth of new life
The sounds of love's last breath
In the cycle where does it begin

Claiming you know it all
To prove it you want to build a wall
How does it achieve anything
When you're blind to everything

God Sound
Marching feet, wishing that is all is needed
Believing in the dreaming, his voice still singing
Is it something we truly believe in

To rest in peace makes a louder sound
Than to live in peace
Is free a state of being
Or just commodity with a price no one can afford

God Sound
In the silence of thoughts
Much more than the beating heart
Know yourself where goodness is apart

Find whatever anyone else hides
See it in their eyes
Where the thoughts of the mind hides
Know your side before you claim your pride

God Sound
The sound of home you've always known
The sound of breath of life beyond the cycle of time
In the birth of the universe hear it OM
The sound inside you the soul

©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley

PAISLEY MIND

Make that sound come alive
It is a wonderful ride
Let it melt deep inside

Paisley Mind
The music of life
Born from the inspired
The friction of rhythm and guitar riff
Can make a fire

A potion mixed of peace, love, and purity
With a drop of purple for the dream
It is what we all strive to be
You hear the sound it makes you think you can sing

Paisley Mind
If you want to dance it is always free
If you don't hear your song you don't have to leave
Because music is in the air that you breath
Shelby J. know what it means

Making music like it's candy
Everyone wants a taste
More than just something sweet
Something that brings everyone to their feet

Paisley Mind
A creative style there is no other kind
If you don't have it, don't lie
Just live your life with respect and pride
Enjoy the movement feel the ride

Know who you are on the inside
Much more than what is on the outside

Paisley Mind
This style is just a cool state of mind

©Cpoyright 2016 Thomas Dooley

MY RELIGION

There is much more to life than a weekend confession
The sins of another striving for some attention
Sitting in the pew no one ever sees you

My religion
Is much more than a place
Much more than a made up face
My religion
Is what is inside, no more it can't hide
It is nothing I hold it is who I am and that is a soul

Claiming words of inspiration
Saying there ancient never changing
It takes one person to say it is offensive
Next week there will be a new version

My religion
Is not what a preacher proclaiming
God wants him to have plain
My religion
Is much more than desire
It is giving without expectations

Celebrating the torture of one man
Making that an excuse to crusade and kill millions more
That was not what life was meant for
It is meant to be surrounded by loved ones as you grow old

My religion
Is not proclaiming power or position
Acting as if I know more than you
My religion
Is in the way I look at you
Looking past the exterior to what really make you

Sister Juciefrute flirts with the minister
But the minister has a twist in his booty
But as hypocrites, they judge you for this
As they sing I'm blessed

My religion
Is not talking about one way to a destination
When you have never been there
My religion
It is a path of my own
With the ONE on my mind, I will never be alone

My religion
Is in the sun, moon and stars
Is the light in a new mother's eyes
Is love when your many miles apart
It is the simplest of anything
My religion
Is peace

©Copyright2016 Thomas Dooley