You can only know me
by what I say,
But only I am perceiving here...
without asking...I ask...
"What are you worth as men?"
Yeah, yeah, yeah...
Oh the tall, the dark
and the handsome
I heard you, but why are you still sitting?...
"Don’t look at me that way!",
then Expecting...
To lay back in the will of His land!
Get off that horse,
your straddled on high...
See Joseph’s coat lying there?
O’ unamiable one,
Come on’ getup!,
Your time is up, and its about time
Rise against a world of misgivings
take it back and take it like a man!
What do you live for, anyway
Can you even smile anymore?
Soak deeply in tenderness
A mans soul starves all of us
But...Be brave and gentle here
then open the door there...
Whett in appetite
on refining buds alone
Diminishing yourself,
you especially one
And run from this Beast
while running, thinking nothing of it!
Sign your name to a book
or build your home, O' carpenter
Your seed will be ready for planting,
all in motion ?
All the better... then bow your heads
Raise your white flags of devotion!
O’ potter, he finishes glazing
must he paint first?
Once you are fired,
you can’t then, come back!
Be somebody, but do anything!
Do you know
who you are doing it for?
Within your eyes see Humanity again
only lifting it higher this time!
Appreciate with words,
the more
and take control of yourselves,
no less
Carrying kindness atop of your heart,
and Give, give forever,
A rich man, a title, of superior culture...
nothing gentle here, never!
A question of Why?, to the father,
should be answered,
" Because I say so, so there!!"
Stand as principles of matter
once more
and tell everyone your not for sale!
Before existence sells out!
Your fruits are waiting
from the orchards
of all ancestral men
while the wildflower lay in the field
So, Reclaim good, for it is...
and Defile the bad
and for God’s sake...
Can you watch your tongue?
For I am Women
Rise above our whims!
This is my last write to men...
Maybe with His help,
If your worthy enough,
You can all put this world
back together again!
and everyone will be whole once more!
Copyright 2006
Kimmy Van Kooten
photo taken 2005
by Samuel, my son
I've read a number of your postings and a number of your personal emails to me, and they all send the same message. And it's not the message this poem offers.
You are a mother many times over. The picture you post was taken by your son, Samuel. You are a woman. Samuel is a man. Together you are doing something.
And so it is in life: Not a man doing something or a woman doing something. We're not all David downing Goliath. We're not all Joan of Arc leading the charge. We're individual men and women making up the society of earth.
But we are not the owners of earth. It's a gift to us all from God. We all are but its caretakers.
And so the solution for "Taking care of business" is not a man or a woman but a man and a woman in concert pursuing God's plan for us.
In Revelations, the Apostle John shares the future with us. But the books of the New Testament give us directions. And common sense and experience tells us what to do: "When all else fails, read the directions!"
By this posting, Kimmy, you and your son are an Army-of-Two. There are more armies like yours out there. This may be your "Last Write to Men," but actions speak louder than words. Just do your thing, and God will do his.
In the meantime, don't fret, just enjoy God's day and take your buggy out for a swamp-ride. But take care, will you? You know how those doctor bills can pile up.
Love to you and yours,
Richard
Regis
excellent piece
Love & Paece
William
Light & Peace,
Joselyn
I will try, woman.
Rusty
Ah, I don't want to get into this.