This small book comprises sixteen poems. The first poem, a personification of the earth entitled, “Too Much for the Earth”, written in 2001, reflects a very interconnected world in great crisis. The earth is tired of our conflicts and wars and lack of care of the planet. The earth is weary of the “Floods of blood”/ The ‘seas and oceans of tears” and the “Mountains of sorrow.” There are so many wars that we see “Earthquakes purging / Coughing up the overfill of corpses / The overfill of innocent victims / Too much for the earth to digest.” The last poem, “Hate Hitching a Ride” written in 2013, reminds us that hate is always looking to hitch a ride on the train of love so we must be ever vigilant. Hate and love reside in the same place within us, so we can easily slip from one to the other.
The other fourteen poems, “The Collective of History on Rewind”, are raw and unedited and written as given, as inspired in December 2023. These poems discuss revenge, the smoke that we use in front of the mirror of self-reflection to gaslight, virtue, the lack of empathy and hypocrisy that the strong display toward the weak and the helpless and the psychopathic and sadistic energies that are very prevalent in the earthly plane at this time. These wars are wars of annihilation. Nothing and no one is off limits. The violence and cruelty shock us into such silence as we see in “Grunt from Centre Being.” There is “So much wanton cruelty” and “So much gratuitous violence” we “Can only muster grunts. The cruelty, wanton destruction and gratuitous violence even against little babies is too much to handle even for the vampire that is revenge with its bloodlust a bottomless pit. We thought that after WWI and WWII we would have learnt, but we have not. We have only learnt to wrought destruction upon the Innocents, especially our children with more speed and even greater unimaginable cruelty and not behind camp walls and fences in the dark of night but rather in the glaring sun of broad daylight with the world as spectators. We are but tenants on this earth tenants who need to take care of each other and our temporary home, this planet called Earth. Let us be good tenants! the Divine Principles of The Fatherhood of God and the Brotherhood of Man, doing unto others as we would have them do unto us, LOVE. I am my Brother’s Keeper. We are Our Brother’s Keeper. And as brief as their sojourn was, may all the innocents in their tiny shrouds, irrespective of the masks, illuminate your mirror, our mirror of self-reflection. ONE DIVINE UNIVERSAL LOVE!