I'm So Looking Forward


I'm so looking forward to following orders


As our wise and safe governor opens the borders


As restaurants reopen and we crowd all the bars


Laughing if tipsy at emotional scars


Oh, yes, what fun we'll have after all this time off


We'll dance and regale and ignore the odd cough


And another and another and another and another


Oh, look at the change in your very own mother


We're safe, we'll get tested, isn't that right?


Otherwise, how will I sleep at night?


Tourists are all over in the usual bad clothes


But some of them are funky and I'd swear one glows


And so it will spread like a smoke or a fog


Until it has all of us and every kitten and dog


While the President busies himself with the latest pardon


We'll know the pleasure feeling our mucous harden


And as we collapse one by one


Some will grab one last loaded gun


People kill people, so fine, whatever


May that last bullet sail true, sail clever


And middle-class albatross or heck, just the state


Will forever be known with the title "the late."


So, fellow Floridians, let Hope fool you deep


And may you enjoy that eternal dark sleep


With one or two nightmares added for scare


Like that ghoul Anita Bryant hawking Tupperware!


- Frederic Kahler


Peace and Justice


When will the hungry and poor, victims and prisoners be heard?


When will their voices, sounding hopeless and weak, not


Fall on deaf ears or stone cold hearts?


They resound through the ages on the wings of a dove,


In the murmur of the brook and the sigh of the breeze.


If you listen closely you’ll hear their cries


belonging to the ages and waiting to be heard.


Peace and Justice are our names and we are waiting to be heard. But, silently, silently you stand by and fail to speak our names out loud.


Sisters and brothers in anguish now,


blood being shed, tears flowing in pain.


If you hear their voices, what will you do?


For they belong to Jesus


Just like we do.


Jesus is the voice that cannot be denied.


The still small voice that


whispers in your heart.


If you listen closely you’ll hear him say:


“My sister, oh my brother


I am waiting to be heard.


For Peace and Justice are My names and I am waiting to hear Your voice. So, tenderly, tenderly speak my name and be my Love in the world today.


- Words and music, dedicated to the Holy Trinity, by Marilyn McCann