THERE IS A WIND

The wind in the trees the sound of what it like to be free

The cry of a newborn son is the beginning of love

Where is that mountain top where Martin saw the dream

Where is that path to the valley of peace

Where is that message of hope hidden from me

The wind on the water pushing the waves of the past

The cry of dignity echoing through these monuments and memorials

Where is that promise that you maid to me 

Where is that voice to call for accountability in our choice

Where is that hand reaching down to pull up

There is a wind blowing through the street

There is a wind blowing through the halls

There is a wind in us all

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

BORN OF PAIN / STOLEN NAME

Born of pain cursed to live that way
A forgotten name marked with shame
Guilt by association becomes your fame

A stolen name becomes the scares on the back of a forgotten man.

Fading away to become the dust of another land

Bitterness replaced by forgiveness justice is a slap of the back of a hand.

Born of pain the mind struggle the mental slaying 

The community broke apart day after day.

Families striving for a better way

A stolen name becomes a nations bitterness

Contempt for the past without forgiveness

Celebrating a heritage of hatefulness

Born of pain crushed by the inhumanity 

No matter how sharp the knife we still bleed

Reparations will not make you free

A stolen name becomes the bust on the history page.

A platform of uneducated political rage

Fact and feeling become the moves of this game.

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

  

WE HIDE

Hunger hides in the schools

Hunger hides in the uneducated

Hunger hides in a child's mind

 

Why should this be a political fight?

We are not asking for a feast, just a little something to eat.

 

Sadness hides in the home

Sadness hides in the room

Sadness hides in the man on the streets

 

Don't want to run in your circle anymore.

Want to take that straight line leave it all behind

 

Pain hides in the head

Pain hides in the lie

Pain hides in the woman's box

 

Change your name change your life game.

Want to remove this pain just to replace it with a different kind of pain

 

Ignorance hides in the tip of a pen

Ignorance hides in the words of a little girl

Ignorance hides in the toothless follower

 

Red hat, red mask dyed with the blood of the virus of millions 

Showing off how privilege you can be when it is only attention you need

 

Love hides behind newborn eyes.

Love hides in giving without a witness. 

Love hides in a kiss unconditional.

 

More than a touch more than activity

Life, designed to be free

 

Hope hides in a morel decision

Hope hides in the silences before the dawn

Hope hides in the gift shop of the Obama Center

 

The last few dollars on a losing lotto ticket

Has more hope than what a preacher asks for in faith

 

Peace hides within the mind; the questions of life are inside.

Peace hides in the silence of nature  

Peace hides in the forgiveness of oneself

 

The things we search for we hide

The meaning to these feelings we hide 

All that we hide has become a part of life.

 

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

 

DON'T NEED

Have you given up on me have I given up on you

What is it we really can do as we look like fools

Can't see the future past my own dreams

But can you say your truly free

Don't need no blessed beads.

Don't need no lucky rabbit's feet.

Just need our leader's minds to be free.

Instead of thinking of a destructive ideology 

They have a death wish for our society. 

As we strive for peace out on the streets

Don't need no psychic reading.

Don't need no mystic miracle.

Our past history should be a lesson, not a political chant.

Why would anyone ever want to go back to that

Step on a crack hope to break the presidents back.

Has it really come down to that looking for an easy hack

Don't need no tarot cards.

Don't need no astrological reading.

Just like a lie and the truth, faith, and belief are two different things. 

When the bell rings we are def too injustice as society screams

Uneducated words argued without any proof, it is all they can do

Just to be heard, ignorance should not be an excuse. 

Don't need no prayer.

Don't need no mantra.

My blessings are my own my sins I control

I follow a path set from long ago.

Not by anyone man not by any sacred book

Don't tell the directions to a destination you have never took

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020