DANCE OF KNOWLEDGE

 

Deep inside the mind is a light

We have been searching for all our lives

Inside it has been there all the time

Dance of knowledge

Moves to the song of peace

The tune of justice we all need

Deep inside the mind, there is you, the soul.

Holding to the eternity of many lives

This journey is not a waste of time.

Dance of knowledge

Moves to the rhythm of purity

The tune of compassion every step light and free

Deep inside the mind, hear the message of life.

When we march, it is understanding we will find

Walking the path of happiness, we put the past behind.

Dance of knowledge 

Moves to the beat of love

Every step guided from above

©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2020

SAME OLD THING

The same old thing, said in deferent ways

I'm going to help you

I will help you

I might help you

May I help you

I can't help you

Still the same old thing

Today is the same as yesterday

Man proclaims a change

Change is change

Said over and over again

Still the same old thing

Just another word that is changed

Not defined

Still the same old thing

Give me peace, give me peace

Let us make peace

Be peaceful

Still the same old thing

Deceiving our way into peace

Believing in peace

Giving some peace

Originality is the way

Same old thing, pasted away

I'll help you

I might help you

©Copyright Thomas Dooley

ONCE AGAIN

In the begging
There were peaceful things.
As time went on
The man has made walls.
Tall and strong
Holding in, keeping out

Someone seeing
The justice being denied.
Need protection
Not from evil things
Not from greed
(but from you and me)
Stores of the past
Of our past
Denied, hidden in time
Time and education will release
The stores from their prisons

Stores of Denmark
Stores of Nat
They had solutions
Like many other solutions to fallow
A solution to be heard

Why should I question my friends?
They show me no contempt.
Only if I'm not true to my words
My friends are the words.

A child with old eyes
Grandmother's eyes
With a warm soul
A warm heart
"I'm your friend," she said
(I would smile)
What will this child be like
When she sees the anger and fright
When she proclaims who she is
And who her father is

When I'm told of other people's sins
I feel I should commit even worse sins.
To feel worthy to forgive
Something to confess

History is too scary to forget.
To truthful to remember
It is repeating its self-today
Ignorant mistakes won't change it.
It is the same thing today.

Will we return to segregation
When some say that is the only solution
Restricted from my brothers and sisters
Because we are different
Not to learn from each other.

As a child
The little boy
Would wave the flag
During the parade
Now he argues and complains.
Because he can't burn that flag today
Once again, we look to find
Our ancestor's graves
Across, a rock, a mound of dirt.
Without any words
Not many clues, for some to know
Where they came from

We look to the sky
Once again