the Queer and the Fine

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These times are lean

for many.

Not for only the queer and fine.

Not for only those of disabled mind.

For all human and…unkind.

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Cannot help but feel a chill in the air.

Cannot help but wonder…

the depth of waters,

free flow.

The river’s edge no longer inviting.

Vacant tables seem

splintered.

Less confiding.

Brighter times misguiding.

The size of things and secret matters left to a court jester and mad hatter.

To fend distant thought,

I watch in admiration,

as my dogs frolic.

Their antics blissfully unaware of the impending need to panic.

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Lungs of the Mother

Lungs of the Mother…

I stand outside your broken and burning archway with ignorant charity in hand.

In exchange…we have replaced your inclusive welcoming with fiery threats.

As an accomplice, how many promises have I made…purposeful gluttonous lies?

I hear your rasp and rattles off an empty oxygen tank.

Breathing toxic-ly I tend to forget, forget, forget.

With the timbers of your heart ablaze…soon all I will remember is death, death, death.

Tropical forests presently cover about 2.4 billion hectares or about 16 percent of Earth’s land surface.
The world’s largest rainforest is the Amazon rainforest
Brazil has the largest extent of rainforest cover, including nearly two-thirds of the Amazon.
Rainforests also exist outside the tropics, including temperate North America, South America, Australia, and Russia.
An estimated 50 percent of terrestrial biodiversity is found in rainforests
Rainforests are thought to store at least 250 billion tons of carbon
Deforestation and degradation of tropical forests account for roughly 10 percent of global greenhouse emissions from human activities

Ancient Atoms and Bad Apples

Degenerate Nation..

May WE find ourselves in a northern town..down where the global winds blow.

Scratching a non indulgent thought.

And, so it goes.

May WE find ourselves surrounded by a decades worth of tainted snow.

Crowds of unique sameness under, our charred feet and doused by misplaced psalms.

 And, so it goes.

Could WE house ourselves together in a foreclosed bungalow.

May WE find ourselves enslaved by ancient atoms and bad apples.

And, so it goes.

May WE notice ourselves in the line up of nowhere to go.

Only to discover ourselves cushioned by the pantry or the bread line.

And, so it goes.

Unbeknownst to many you can get there from here.

Degenerate nation… repeat after me.

Hell is too well for the meek.

Coexist

Healing a hurting humanity starts with a sacred pause, to listen, to learn, to understand, to accept, to forgive, to respect. That sacred pause transcends the fear-driven brutality of the primitive human survival instinct and makes way for a thoughtful, intentional, peaceful, humane response. Peaceful coexistence on this lovely planet is not impossible. It is imperative. Our future, our humanity, our very survival depends on it.

L.R. Knost

 

1955 to 2019!

People always say that I didn’t give up my seat because I was tired, but that isn’t true. I was not tired physically, or no more tired than I usually was at the end of a working day. I was not old, although some people have an image of me as being old then. I was forty-two. No, the only tired I was, was tired of giving in.

You must never be fearful about what you are doing when it is right.