Poem: God’s Chosen Chattel

In the valleys and fields
Mountain homes and other
Far flung places
Away from the coasts
The urban areas where ideas
Are exchanged by the multitude
They gather in the enclaves
In little white churches
Praying to a god who left

Poem: Oppression

Insidious undercurrents still run deep
Like hate filled tendrils wrapped tight
Around the heart of men believing
That there vision is the only one
That truly matters in the collection
Of voices that arise in opposition

Poem: UnCivil War

Lips draw tight
In battle lines
Stretching across
Dinner tables
Where brother
Versus brother
Stares daggers