MY SPACE

Within and without in a place to understand what is it all about

Who am I when under all the lies from your lips and from mine

Secluded to the hill, I climb to the top to find what is inside

My space outside is the distance of life; infinite distance is inside.

This maze of the mind, this maze of life held in the hands of time

Never knowing what is beyond the turns, I will find

The guru says many words of truth and many words of lies.

What we think we are and what we think we have become, we hide

Throughout the world, we search for what has always been inside

My space outside is the distance of life; infinite distance is inside.

In my baggage, I collect many things that I have gathered over time. 

Collecting things will not make me free I have to understand the truth of me.

©Copyright Thomas J Dooley 2021

 

  

HERITAGE

Life is passing you by when you don't see what is right

Living a lie as you live in the night

What is it your trying to find living in the past

Your heritage 

Locks you in a museum of intimidation and hate

What you celebrate is a waste of a day. 

Life has so much to experience you don't want to miss this.

There is no threat in peace when together we resist

A legacy of giving will last.

My heritage

Is the exclusion of hate and inclusion of love

From the mind and heart is where it comes from

Life is learning and living forever; it is about giving.

Where is your morality? Giving it away doesn't make you free.

No control over your mind; your just a political zombie 

Our heritage

Is understanding one another living as sister and brothers

Drink from the cup of life knows the difference between wrong and right.

Life is much more than a competition to get much more.

Your experience is not mine; my experience is not yours.

It is about you, the soul, the time that you hold as you grow old.

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

LIFE IS

Life is the reason for living

Even when society has a knife at your throat

Life is the reason for giving

Even when communities are divided by a moat

Life is the reason for loving

Even when you're not worthy to vote

Life is more than flesh and bones

Even when many are left out in the cold

Life is more than a valuable stone 

Even when many have to leave their home

Life is more than ignorance is the tone

Life is unconditional love

A dance you have when alone

Life is a purpose for the soul

A story that never gets old

Life is a constantly changing goal

Life is you

Life is me

Life is us

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

I HAVE ARRIVED

I have arrived at that time

Were I sit down and look back

Or go one step on to see how far I'm

I have arrived at a place

Were the road run two different ways

Right or left they both look the same

I have arrived at a point

Here I must choose

To have control with out knowing

Or stay waiting for the next day

I have arrived and found my self

Now I am along with him

Only if he doesn't forget me

I have yet to arrive

At a at the Mecca of life

I have yet to know

How much I can grow

I have yet to arrive

And see all there is in me

WOULD GOD

Could I say a prayer for you tonight?

If I said your name 

Would GOD know whom I was talking about?

Haven’t seen or heard from you in a week

Have you’ve forgotten me

Have you’ve even stop to think of me

Could I say a prayer for you tonight?

If I never see you again in this life

Would GOD make every thing all right?

I’ve been around when you’ve been down

Now I’m down, but you’re not around

Is my loneliness an inconvenient to you?

Could I say a prayer for me tonight?

Even if this friendship ends

Would GOD ever explain what love and friendship is?

Have you ever been friends with the one you love?

But the one you love is not your friend

It’s worse than just being in love

Could I say prayer for us tonight?

That you will remember me as I think of you

Would GOD take this pain, every time I hear your name?

©Copyright 1993 Thomas Dooley

HOME OF THE BRAVE or HOME OF THE SLAVE

I have no home

The land that I live on is not my home

It was another man's home

Plenty was the land, it proved all his needs

Every thing for life

Every thing for death

Am I a thief

Even though I didn't live in that century

When killing and raping the land

Was the plan

We brag

Land of the free

Home of the brave

More like

Land of the prisoner

Home of the slave

Who is better

The person being kicked?
Or the person doing the kicking?

40 stitches and a medical bill

In the past

It was 40 acres and a mule

With that we could give back

Land of the greed

Home of the need

We can't see past what we only want to see

Telling problems every one wants to hear

Tell me some solution no need for revolution

Why hate some one who says your idea is great

No one is going to clean your dirty plate

Political solutions is not the way

Community solution we need today

Brother helping brother

Sister helping sister

Land for me
Land for you

Land for all of us

©Copyright 1993 Thomas Dooley

A NEW WIND

A new wind
A new season has begun
A new birth
Come from the earth

A new joy
Is it a girl or boy?
Who's to know?
If we don't take hold

A new wind is here
Full of life
Full of a green, green earth

A new wind
Full of death
To take all
Till there is until nothing left

A new wind
To power the soul
That is who you are
That is what you should know

A new wind
Inspired by life
Inspired by death
Just live your eternal life

©Copyright Thomas Dooley