I am so tired of being told
What to think
What to say
What to do
How to feel
How to look
By people who don’t have
One iota of a clue
E.A. Fussell
06.09.2020
You Don’t Own Me
Author: E.A.Fussell
Florida native, poet, writer, artist, adventurer, optimist, lover of chocolate.
Senseless provocation
Death
Why should one persons life
Be considered
More valuable than another
Why should one persons death
Be considered more atrocious
Than another
Life is intrinsically valuable
Regardless of what an individual
Chooses to do with it
Regardless of the circumstances
An individual is born into
Death is atrocious
Regardless of it’s circumstances
Or cause
Death is a wicked thief
Always stealing something
From someone
Be it the dead
Or those left alive
Who have to deal with
The death of the dead
Time slips away as
Emotions spin out of control
For what
All of the screaming
All of the crying
All of the love
All of the hate
Will not bring one soul back to life
Will not right the wrong
Why do we allow death to matter
So much
Especially if we are strangers
To the dead
Death is inevitable, unavoidable
Life is avoided
If we are preoccupied
With death
Let the dead bury the dead
Let the living make a better life
E.A. Fussell
06.09.2020
Spinning
The media record plays
Over and over
Round and round
Telling us what to think
Telling us what to scream
Ignorant souls vying for
The next big story
Painting illusions
To grab our attention
Sensationalizing the smallest things
Until they no longer satisfy
Our need to hear dirt
To roll around in it
Like swine in a trough
Hungry for the next batch of slop
The media pours it on
Graduating to bigger things
Manufactured mobs
Stirred by the spinning media record
Playing never ending slurs
Against humanity
And still we eagerly listen
As their filth tickles our ears
E.A. Fussell
06.08.2020
Speak truth
There are good people
There are bad people
In all races
Do not judge me
By what others have done
Good
Or
Bad
Consider your personal experience
With me
Maybe it was good
Maybe it was bad
Speak that truth
Good
Or
Bad
If you don’t have
A personal experience with me
Shut up
E.A. Fussell
06.08.2020
Divinely Decided
To ask any person
To apologize
For their race
Is unacceptable
I do not apologize for being white
I do not ask you to apologize
For whatever race you are
God created both of us
He decided what race we would be
I do not question His authority
E.A. Fussell
06.08.2020
Old idea
The post
Acting as a foundation for the fence
Bringing boundary lines into view
Marking claims of ownership
Keeping some things trapped inside
Keeping other things out
Possession defined
Protection alluded to
Fences make some folks feel secure
They are always checking on
And replacing posts
That have lost their strength
I think most of us
Do the same thing with fences
In our minds and
Around our hearts
Foundation posts of
Feelings left over
From bad experiences
Or a bad belief system
Limit us
Fence us in
Or others out
We know the ruined posts
Should be replaced with new ones
Better ones
But it’s easier to hold onto
The old ones
Familiar
Offering a false sense of security
Less painful and time consuming
Than pulling down old fences
And installing new ideas
E.A. Fussell
06.07.2020
Skinny Dippin’
An old truck radio plays
Tucked back in the woods
Past the end of a dirt road
Where crystal clear
Creek water flows
Inviting us to jump in
We throw off our clothes
Nothin’ like a swim
In the moonlight glow
Summer heat and old tune beats
Got us feeling young again
You take my hand
Spin me around
Treading water
We’re laughing and splashing
Trying not to drown
As we do a little old fashioned
Creek water dancin’
E.A. Fussell
06.03.2020
Shine on
Do not loose hope
Because of the darkness
In this world
There is a light in you
That can outshine any darkness
Hold onto your light
Protect it
Renew your mind
Refresh your soul
Whatever it takes
Keep your lamp filled with oil
Do not listen
To the lies being told
The master deceiver
Ancient
From time of old
Moving the chess pieces
Herding the sheep
Trying to drown out reason
With emotion
Fear, anger, fear
Waves of manipulation rolling in
Ignore their pull
Hold onto what you know
Even when it takes a toll
Keep your light shining
As the waves of darkness roll
E.A. Fussell
06.01.2020
Ignore it
Creation
Resides in each one of us
It isn’t always beautiful
Or artful
Or interesting
Sometimes
It’s pure evil
Inching its way
Into our thoughts
Growing itself through
Emotions and feelings
Choosing actions
Manifesting consequences
Visible as circumstances
Thoughts
Feelings
Actions
Circumstances
Thoughts
Feelings
Actions
Circumstances
A never ending cycle
Since life began
What circumstances
Are you creating
What are you allowing into
Your mind
Are you choosing to
Live in fear
Surrounded by fires
Of foolish thoughts
Fueling angry feelings
Causing hate-filled actions
Leaving painful circumstances
It’s easy
To look at a circumstance
Get caught up in emotion
And allow the cycle
To start all over again
All sides
Feeling justified
In what they are creating
Black
Brown
Red
White
All believing they are right
Foolish arrogant egos
Screaming
Look at me I’m a victim
Look at me I’m a hero
Look at me I’m right
Look at me you are wrong
Look at me I’ll fight
Look at me I’m running
Look at me I have all the answers
Look at me you are ignorant
Look at me I’ll take what you have
Look at me I’ll stop you
In your tracks
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
What if we stopped looking
What might happen
What if we allowed the anger
To rage outside of us
Ignoring it
Not allowing it to seep
Into our emotions
Not allowing ourselves to feel
Like we have to take a side
Any side
Simply ignoring the raging machine
Of hate-filled evil creation
The choice is up to us
Help the raging machine
Continue to exist
In varying states of flame
As it races across our country
Taking fuel through
Our egos need to be heard
As we scream
Look at me
This is what I believe
The choice is up to us
We can choose to
Cut off the fuel supply
To the raging machine
Stop looking
Stop getting caught up
In the emotion of it
Stop trying to justify
Choices of someone else
Stop judging decisions of others
Be responsible for ourselves
Our thoughts
Our choices
Our actions
The circumstances we are creating
Immediately around ourselves
Can impact the atmosphere
Can change the energy of the world
What if we were to
Cut off the consumption
Of rage and violence
Ignore it
Let it play itself out
Outside of us
It’s really not about us
It’s about evil
Always trying
To get a strong hold
Always trying to suck us in
Grab hold of our ego
Force us to take a stand
Make us feel like we have to choose
One side or the other
Just for today
Live your life the way
You choose to be seen
Without having to scream
Look at me
E.A. Fussell
05.30.2020
Wearing blinders
Diving in
Ignoring the danger
Surrounded by perils
On all sides
Obvious to the onlookers
But blanked out of sight
By we divers
As if we were wearing blinders
Hungry for the taste of Victory
Thirsty for the Living Water
Creation
Yes, we have cut ourselves
On the jagged edges
Of dreams unfulfilled
Yes, we have banged our head
On ideas that went nowhere
Yes, we have jammed our necks
Encountering the shallow waters of
Closed minded observers
Yes, we have lost our breath
In the depths of consuming passion
That tried to entangle us
No, we won’t give up
We will keep searching
Knowing the next experience
May be the One
We were created for
Also knowing the danger
That may damage us beyond repair
Still we dive in
Ignoring the danger
Believing in the unseen
E.A.Fussell
05.29.2020
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