Pity the Poor (On Thanksgiving)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POVERTY

 

Pity the Poor

 

Pity the man who has no bread

Pity the child who is not fed

Pity the stranger against the wall

Have pity for us one and all

 

We live our lives in desperation

Never knowing what it’s for

The poor within a wealthy nation

Pounding at the rich man’s door

 

We are the homeless in the city

We’ve lost our families long ago

We live on kindness and on pity

We’ve suffered every kind of blow

 

We rise up each and every day

We do what we must do

Try to find a place to stay

Before the day is through

 

Pity the poor who have no say

Pity the one who feels the pain

Pity the ones who’ve gone astray

Pity the ones who feel the strain

 

We don’t want your pity

We want a helping hand

We live in every town and city

We’d like you all to understand

 

 

Thank You

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: THANKSGIVING

 

Thank You

 

What do you say or do

When the beauty of life overwhelms you

When everyone you see and hear

is a walking, talking miracle

When every force of nature rolls

over you like the waves of seven seas

When the sky seems to open up

and smiles to let you in

When every stranger on the street

seems like a long-lost friend

When every turn and every bend

brings another word of comfort

When all the people you’ve ever known

show up to shake your hand

When every new day is a promise

and every day gone by is a gift

When every playground is filled with laughter

and all the houses are filled with joy

What do you say or do except

to say thank you

from the depths of my soul

 

(On Thanksgiving Day)

 

The History of Me

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: THANKSGIVING

 

History of Me

 

We made our way across the sea

Way back in 1493

At Plymouth Rock we planted seeds

That’s the history of me

 

We were cold and we were hungry

The natives gave us aide

They answered to our desperate plea

We bowed our heads and prayed

 

We founded thirteen colonies

The British tried to tax our tea

Our people said no thank you please

That’s the history of me

 

A hundred years we traveled west

We settled in the rolling hills

We thought to stay and have a rest

The buffalo were killed

 

We did what we were led to do

We were a different breed

We always wanted something new

That’s the history of me

 

A thousand years of slavery

A long and bloody civil war

Tales of death and bravery

The reaper at the door

 

The dust bowl pushed us out again

Until we reached the other sea

Degraded everywhere we’d been

That’s the history of me

 

We’re proud and we’re determined

To leave a better legacy

We tired of the sermon

That’s the history of me

 

(Happy Thanksgiving Eve!)

 

Reaching for Gratitude (Thanksgiving)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Reaching for Gratitude

 

In the overwhelming times

Of dread and disappointment

The relentless days of gray

The dismal nights of longing

The endless drone of mourning

We extend our wanting arms

Our open palms of yearning

The simple grace of gratitude

 

I am grateful for the autumn bloom

Of bright and glowing colors

The oranges of Hieronymus Bosch

The sunsets of Maxfield Parrish

The colors of enlightenment

The forever changing earth

 

I am grateful for the friendships

I have built over the years

The ones who never turn away

Despite the madness or the tears

 

I am grateful for my family

What greater fortune can there be?

The warm embrace of family bonds

The strength of the family tree

 

I am grateful for good tidings

That warm our worried hearts

That single promise of forever

We will never be apart

 

I am grateful for so many things

Far beyond my reach or touch

For all the things that give me hope

I confess it’s all too much

 

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Thanksgiving

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Thanks

 

Thank you for the gentle rain

It keeps the planet green

It feeds a dry and thirsty world

As it paints a pretty scene

 

Thank you for our many friends

They give our lives such wonder

Without them we would falter

Hard times might take us under

 

We thank you for our families

They tell us who and what we are

They guide us on our journeys

They tell us not to go too far

 

We thank you for your splendor

It soothes us each and every day

It greets us on our chosen paths

It blesses us with grace

 

We thank you for the gift of life

We thank you for the love

We thank you for the majesty

That reigns from up above