Words make us who we
are, describe what we do.
Words can be gentle or
unkind and cut your soul in two.
Words spoken in anger
cannot be taken back, no
matter the number of times
sorry is said. Yet words
of kindness, of understanding
and love, have more meaning
for all will be remembered,
ad infinitum.

I begrudge you not
your round of golf, so
when I see you,
I want you to go
to a warm place
very deep, down below.

There is always an option,
I say to you.
No matter the candidate,
please vote Blue.
If you choose Red,
that's a color too,
But not the best for us.
Please vote Blue.

You're a flea on the back
of this World of ours.
You need to be scratched;
Sent on your way.
You may not with me agree,
but just now, please go away.