What Would I Feel? I – Palm Sunday

What would I feel

If I walked into Jerusalem with Him?

Walking beside the donkey

That carried my King and Lord

Walking over cloaks and palm leaves

Laid before His feet

With crowds of thousands

Cheering Him and proclaiming Him king

Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna!

Would it be joy or pride that I was one

Whom He considered a friend?

Would it be excitement or apprehension

As He was about to claim His crown?

Would I understand what He was doing

Riding the donkey and what the week foretold?

6th April 2007, Raleigh, North Carolina, United States of America.

-Richard

The Airport

Here I go again

Stuck in a line

“Take your shoes off

Laptop out

Boarding pass please

And don’t forget your ID.”

Sitting down waiting

For my number to be called

Not the magic powerball

Just to enter the plane.

“Board through gate B

Move quickly please!”

Finally finding the seat

People blocking the aisles

Their bags too big to fit

“Sit down so we can leave”

The steward yells

“And fasten your seat belts please.”

Time to watch the video

Oxygen masks and exits.

Time to pull back

It all merges into one

Until the sudden acceleration

And we’re up and away.

1st April 2007, Houston, Texas, United States of America.

-Richard

Fragile

One event can shock

One event can shatter

One event can change

All perspective

All dreams

All functionality

Life so vibrant

Life so hopeful

Life so fragile

We feel like gods

We feel so smart

We feel indestructible

One event shows we’re only finite

One event shows how weak we are

One event shows we are not God!!

13th February 2007, Boston, Massachusetts, Unites States of America.

-Richard

Waiting!

Sitting here waiting

It’s Christmas Eve

And I’m sitting here waiting.

For what?

For Santa to arrive on his sleigh?

For the girl I love to be in my arms?

For the game to kick off?

For dinner?

For the movie?

For the Christ child?

No!!

I’m waiting for the ring of a telephone

Waiting for another customer to call

Waiting for someone else who doesn’t have a clue

Waiting for the clock to reach five

Waiting to go home!

24th December 2003, Cary, North Carolina, United States of America.

-Richard

Another Christmas

Tired and stressed

So much to do

With so little time

It only seemed yesterday

That the sun was warm

And the trees green.

Now it’s dark and cold

Christmas Eve is upon us

Dreams of peace, 

Hope and love

Disappear amidst crazy crowds

Is there a baby crying?

According to those in power

The baby isn’t heard

As the reason for the season

Is banned across the world

And I wonder why

Peace on earth seems only a dream.

24th December 2003, Cary, North Carolina, United States of America.

-Richard

What Can We Say?

What can we say?

Just say “yes sir!!”

To comply

With what the Government 

And media want.

Dare I criticize

Have an opposite view

Or state what I believe

And defend those

Who can’t speak for themselves?

As Paul McCartney sings

Banned Beatles in Red Square

Political songs censored

In the land of the free

Where have I gone?

Religious right, blind and ignorant

Liberal left hypocritical and two-faced

Democracy where has it gone?

Those who died for it

Must wonder why they did! 

27th September 2003, Raleigh, North Carolina, United States of America.

-Richard

Varian

I’m sure the sun must be shining

But what the blue sky,

White clouds and warm rays

Look and feel like

I can only imagine

Or try and remember

What was real or my memory playing tricks.

I am stuck in a box

No way out

Just a way in

Where I must do the bidding

Of those on the other side.

I must do it well

Can’t make a mistake

Perfection is impossible

Yet, this is what they demand.

The hope of freedom.

The fear is the trapdoor beneath

That opens when one fails.

But, is this the real fear?

No, it’s trapped in the box

For all of my days.

I’m sure the sun must be shining.

I can only imagine!!

24th June 2003, Cary, North Carolina, Unites States of America.

-Richard