June Summer Night Sounds

Singing birds &

A musical ice cream truck

Sound like they’re conversing

On a warm summer night

Discussing the events of the day

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Those Corporeal Blooded Beasts

This is for those corporeal blooded beasts
Carrying their consciousness
Like a badge
A scar
A curse
A revelation
Blinded
Sensorially

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Don’t Wear Your Damage As Blame

Don’t wear your damage
As blame
But as a life lived
Too close to the sun
Exhibit your pain like art
Let no two joys be the same

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

The Sum

Things I was right about

Few

Things I wrong about about

Some

How much in the end does it matter?

To that question I am numb

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Everyone Thinks

Everyone thinks

The other side stinks

That they feel entitled

To that not earned

Like Nero

We fiddle

Don't move to the middle

Whilst we burn

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Be Human

Smile

Lose ground

Until

The end

Feel joy

It goes around

Without us

My friend

Be human

Do not fear

Feel love

Do not pretend

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

The Kindness Engine

Kindness is the creation of clarity


Life is never empty of pain


Value empathy not insularity


The path to balance writ plain


Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Closer To Dead Is Closer To Free

Closer to dead

Is closer to free

Truth no longer

Hides from me

In the corner of my eye

There I see

Shadows approaching slowly

I do not flee

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Hatred Is Created By Self Narrative

Hatred is created by self narrative

Narrative is human to the core

To find the way to peace

Create stories in your mind no more

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Evolved Not Granted

Kindness and empathy exist

Without us inventing them

Traits evolved

Not granted

Lessons learned

Over millenniums

Not centuries

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

The Who The What You Love

In pain

Or distress

Or in the end

You don’t remember

The cause of them

At the end of it all

You recall

The who

The what

You love

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014

Fate Is Not My Future

The opposite of pain

Is acknowledgement of pain

The path to control

Is the acknowledgement of none

Fate’s not my future

It is what I’ve done

Gene G. McLaughlin 2014