oh we as sheep
or maybe cattle
being shoved through life
by someone else's rules

three percent rule
while ninety seven percent
walk blindly
without a thought or voice

if words are spoken
then who if any
are listening

I shut my eyes, ears, and senses
to the words of the fools
who scream in the name of justice
only to see the hypocrisy

and who am I as a voice
one small candle
to light up one small space
in a room big enough for I

if words are spoken
then who if any
are listening

too little too late we say
knowing full well
we are the ones to make the difference
shallow we stay to protect our identity and status

for whom do we live
given such a great calling
and tongue to speak with
ears to learn

hearts and souls to care
give and receive
the fair exchange of life itself
waiting for our thoughts

if words are spoken
then who if any
are listening

self centered am I
being of only one voice
but with many maybe not so
is there a whole to be heard

with many voices speaking
I can choose to be part
maybe a small part
of a collective still standing

how can I speak for the others
I can hardly hear myself
yet to listen to the whole
in my silence is bliss

if words are spoken
then who if any
are listening

oh we as sheep only fool ourselves
thinking we walk without thought
the spirit says wake up from your sleep
and be this part

the big picture
is only a canvas
waiting for our brush to be applied
our colors to be added

if words are spoken
then who if any
are listening

mg

good stuff, but this one line I have to contend

"who scream in the name of justice
only to see the hypocrisy"

eventualy Justice finds all, even those giving Justice

Hi SonOfJack,

The hypocrisy starts with me, as I see my own inability to live on both sides of my fence, built from my own hands.

As in my book

"to live by justice, or the rule of the world"

"all angles add up to one"

thanks for your comment

your a good man brother, knowing ones faults is one step closer to being whole

One voice can lead to many
and it sometimes takes that
to make the whole, stand as
plenty....

a single twig may break, but a bunch
is strong(Tecumseh; war of 1812)

Hugs Micheal

Hi Noden,

Hope your doing well.

Seems the older I get the more I'm finding the balance between listening and speaking. The same goes for filling my mind, and clearing my mind.

Oh how I enjoy aging, and seeing more of the whole every day.

peace

Very nice write mg. Words to think by with feeling and conviction.

Ohh Michael as we age is it not something how we see things
in life and love so much different. We seem to see life as
a whole when younger all we could see was our side of life.

Ohhh so sweet to grow older and be able to see the whole and
to understand what really is important within life and love.

Good to see you my friend

Nice to hear you Michael...

Awwh, Micheal I am doing fine, glad to see you are as well, good to see you clearing out some clutters ...take care and hope to see you soon say hi to my Bonny girl...

((((( Michael ))))

I miss you and me times,,, My brother I hope life is filling your soul with love, kindness and Peace..

Love you

well spoken

not many can live on both sides but, it is worth the effort
if only an attempt.

Is it possible to be a lone voice when we are all one ... nothing separate...?

Lovely to see and read you here Michael!