Chants in My Dreams ..chapter 2

NO JOKING MATTER Life’s no joking matter Else why was I thrust Screaming in here?
Life’s no joking matter Else why was my first step Full of falls and bruises
Life’s no joking matter Else why sweat all night To make the grade in school
Son, take life serious Or else you are thrust Screaming in here again The circle to repeat again
WHICH ARE YOU?
The lynx and the skunk May gambol the forest: despised The lion and the elephant May thump through in pride Even as the snake slithers And we in fright wither
catch a sunbeam of hopes see in their natures your chance to know that they are mirrors to man’s little natures so which are you? The lynx, lion, or snake?
CHILD OF OUR WARS She stumbled in two dark holes in a blank face her gaunt frame one gasp of air collapsed in a heap
She struggled in Like a torn rag on a skeletal self clawed bony talons grasped the door one heaving breadth one pleading sigh from torn lips whispered stop the war.
Her hair like birds nest awry feet splintered by the gravel on the blood hungry highway.
One step each for our failure to stop the hate on the  bullet ridden streets a child, who heard no cries no love notes But the thunder of our guns Please stop the war Only the silence of death roared a reply