Under Orders

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We found ways back in those days/

Ways to order our lives in community/

We spent time among friends and neighbors/

We compared notes in housekeeping tips over back fences/

We hung our laundry for all the world to see/

It has been a while since I assessed every corner’s baggage/

squirreled away by a lifetime of disordered orderliness/

Its time to find our way back/

to the neighbors we once knew/

open the doors and windows/

and let the sun/

disinfect/

and cleanse/

the corners of our hearts

 

 

Tired

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It is beyond understanding/

these heinous interminable countdowns/

of death/

where we dwell/

human life is cheap/

except when it isn’t/

all too often the innocent perish/

oddly the killers/

seem to/

go on/

and on