Tag: Muse in the Morning

Purple mountains

or any color

once majestic

now leveled

rock crushed

for oil

or hollowed out

emptied of coal

except where it burns

or blown apart

in the search

for fancy rocks

The weapon

that destroys the mass

is fueled by the lives

of men too poor

badly educated and so ill-treated

lubricated by the greased palms

of partisan self-interest

and naked incivility

of so-called servants

and dangerously driven

by the avarice

of men too rich

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 24, 2006

Franklin proclaimed them
to us in 1941

Norman drew them

for us in 1943

We have lived our lives

in search of them

They are our most deeply

held convictions

Four are the freedoms

and the freedoms are for

all humans everywhere

They are the goal

Freedom of Speech

Free to talk
and hear
Free to write
and read
Free to teach
and learn
Free to create
and experience

Freedom to Worship

whomever or no one
whatever or nothing
whenever or never
wherever or nowhere
however or not at all
why ever or for no reason
the religion, philosophy, or ethos
the faith or belief we choose

Freedom from Fear

of oppression and brutality
by tyrants or despots
by bullies or demagogues
of killing and slaughter
because of nationality or religion
because of race or culture
of disease and corruption
of bodies or minds
of institutions or leaders
of rape and torture
of people or nature
of wallets or souls

Freedom from Want

of food
and drink
of lodging
and warmth
of work
and self-worth
of respect
and value

These are our values

or so I was taught

So what the fuck

is happening to us now

I

am
so
ashamed

We

are
fucking
pissed

It is

time for
them
to go

Help me

take back
this land
from them
–Robyn Elaine Serven
 –December 23, 2005

Amber Waves


Amber Waves

Probably it’s both.

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 21, 2006

Spacious Skies

Tears flow

from those eyes

as air once clean

becomes clean only

by act of a government

that has lost the meaning

of words bathed

in the acid of corruption

so that the nation

loses its purpose

and our way

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 22, 2006

Then I awake

let out a gasp

and cry out

in despair

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 17, 2006

And you claim

that your belief

is stronger?

You jest

I chuckle at your joke

Really

You slay me

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 23, 2006

One step

at a time

sometimes forward

sometimes up

Forward as I move

through my life

even if some wish

to pull me back

Perhaps they

sense the peril

of the new

Upward is harder

as I lift

the burden

of proceeding

to another level

up the staircase

of human evolution

beyond the mundane

They do not like it

that I have taken

this step

or even that

I have shown them

that this place exists

Their screams of pain

anger and terror

will not – can not

bring me back

This place

once conceived

cannot be erased

and cannot be denied

Ideas cannot be unthought

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 7, 2006

Blood spurts

from the laceration

of the gender scimitar

through those

not exactly

men or women

I live

on the edge

of that blade

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 30, 2006

What I wonder at

is why we only have

one day

for this activity

Where is it written

that we don’t treat

each new day

this way?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–November 25, 2005

The fire

that may burn

in the belly

or on the tongue

slowly smoulders

in the mind

over the kindling

of traditional thought

Progress begins

when I flambé

the tissue of my brain

over the white hot flame

of new perspective

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–February 8, 2006

My label is not a slur

My label does not mean

repulsive or obscene

should not induce

revulsion or hatred

I am not subhuman

Different, yes,

but not less than you

I am not “really” anything

except a human being

There are more of you

so we live in your world

rather than one

of our own choosing

Do we threaten you?

Do you fear us?

How did we earn

the ridicule?

How did we earn

the hatred?

How did we earn

your silence?

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–January 31, 2006

The land

on the border

is fertile

The people

are kind

gentle

content

for the most part

until of course

the patrol comes by

to force everyone

to move to one side

or the other

That causes

great turmoil

on the borderlands

so sometimes

we move

the border

when they aren’t looking

–Robyn Elaine Serven

–March 3, 2006