The Land!

Hail, O'Isreal!  Hail!, O' Palenstine!
You both are on the same coin,
Isreal on one side, Palestine on the other.

Why do you fight like uncontrolled children?
With no care towards each other, nor
towards me, which I am there.

When will there be a solution among you?
To end the death and destruction of this land?
When will you realize, it is time?

For you to settle your conflicts, settle your lives.
To put an end to the harm, which you are causing,
Each others' brothers, sisters and children!

In the Land that is truly owned by none.
For I am the only one who takes claim!
I am the Land, and I am in the land.

But...with so much blood-shed done.
There is no way to see non-violence
of this land through the blood stain.

This Land is for peace and harmony,
Not for dispute and chaos that is occurring.
This land has been always pure and non-violent!

When will you understand the pain?
When will the drops of blood,
stop falling onto the Land?

Lake Of Darkness

There I am in a boat ona lake of darkness.
Rowing in a direction that is unknown.
As I row, I try to find some bearing of where I am.
I notice that there is a lantern on a long pole to shine the way.
But it seems only that the light shines on the boat.
No reflection off the water, no radiating out into the darkness.
An errie feeling comes over me, from all of this.
That I am all alone on this endless lake.
How long will I have to row?  Is uncertain.  How long have I rowed?
Does anyone know?  Here I am in a boat on lake of darkness.
Rowing in a direction that is unknown.
By Darwin Brown

The Soaring Hawk

Drifting high in the open sky,
Like a cloud on a brisk day.

Having no care, just looking for fare.
Searching here, searching there, seeing all.

The wind sails him with gentleness,
Like a leaf mimicing his every move.

With a quick tilt of his wings,
A new path is composed.

continuing on his journey,
To float ever endlessly up in the air.

By Darwin Brown 3-31-05