Monthly Archives: March 2015

Thoughts on war

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Thoughts on war,
And bombs,
And killing…
When we
Do this
We are
Never winning!
How could
Stooping to
Such depravity
Ever be
An answer actually?
It costs
So much,
Bazillions of dollars,
To build weapons
That don’t
Make us smarter,
But rather
Harm us
Over and over.
And honestly,
As a mother,
I’ve begun
To wonder
How come
We haven’t come up
With some way
Stronger
To bring peace?
I’m not down
With old solutions
Any longer.
Seriously, cartoons
For kids have
Taught me more
Creatively to deal
With these messes.
With all that money,
Let’s try
Something else
To stop the
Stupid tantrums
Of grown men.
For goodness sake,
Someone give
Them a time-out
Before the whole world
Becomes a battleground.
Like how about
An airdropped dome
That covers over
War zones,
Then squeezes out
Jelly or foam
That slows down
All trigger fingers
And silences guns…
How about a
Rebounding rubber wall
That deflects ammunitions
And ricochets bullets
Back upon them all.
If they insist on
Firing bombs and shells,
They’ll only end up
Hurting themselves…
Or perhaps
A shower of sleepy rain,
To put to bed
All those mean,
So they can be
Handcuffed
And detained
And get reeducated
Before or if
They ever get
To leave again…
Or maybe we
Could drop a zillion
Love letters,
To tell enemies
Of a life that’s better…
Could it be
That these we fear
Really need love
Not bloodshed?
Perhaps a tank
Built indestructible
Moves in and
Plays something musical
That sings of
Hope and harmony,
And brings balloons
And cotton candy…
Perhaps we need
Some sort of
Super suit that
Spits out goop
To slip up those
Who try to shoot,
And guns that
Blasts out bubblegum…
Maybe you can
Think of ways
That could work
And still be fun?
Seriously, I’m sick
Of pointless war,
And doubly so
Over options
Unexplored.
Doubtlessly, it
Should be asked
Of our kids,
How we could
Better handle it?
Because I’m certain
They’ve got the
Bright ideas
That could
Cease all fire
And return all peace.
Perhaps I’m just
A pacifist,
Or maybe I’m
An optimist
To think that
Terror groups
That threaten
Could be stopped
With happier and
Less costly methods.
I don’t mean
To belittle
The sacrifice
Of men who
Already laid down
Their lives
Using the only
Methods known
To them then,
But can’t we
Perhaps progress
Further than
Where they left off,
To see a
Better end
Than death
And death
And death
And death…?
There’s just got
To be a kinder way.
At least that’s
What I hope
And suggest today.
Two wrongs never
Make it right!
I just want to
Offer love,
Love,
And love,
Love is the answer
To stop all fight.

© Keely Myles
March 2, 2015

“You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall love your neighbor and hate your enemy.’ But I say to you, Love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father who is in heaven. For he makes his sun rise on the evil and on the good, and sends rain on the just and on the unjust.” ~Matthew 5:43-45 (Jesus)

“He shall judge between the nations,
    and shall decide disputes for many peoples;
and they shall beat their swords into plowshares,
    and their spears into pruning hooks;
nation shall not lift up sword against nation,
    neither shall they learn war anymore.” ~Isaiah 2:4

Machines

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These machines of men
These machines of men
Who will be accountable for
These machines of men?

They’ve had their fun
They have played pretend
But who’s accountable for
These machines of men?

We have killed each other
We have heaped the dead
Who’s accountable for
The machines of men?

There’s no way to count
The atrocities of sin
God, who’s accountable for
The machines of men?

There is so much damage
When will it end?
Tell me who is accountable for
The machines of men?

When will we see innocence
And true love reign?
The children have suffered
The machines of men?

We’ve had enough now
Of the war and pain.
There must be a stop to
The machines of men!

Eternal God, please
Come again, and
Unleash Your vengeance on
The machines of men!

© Keely Myles 2013

Unusual Findings

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 Finding beauty
 In the broken
 Finding song
 In the unspoken
 Finding life
 When asleep
 Finding pricelessness
 In the cheap
 Finding joy
 In the weeping
 Finding treasure
 In what seems
 Not worth keeping
 Finding love
 Through all the hatred
 Finding simplicity
 In the complicated
 Finding hope
 In the vacant
 Finding freedom
 During enslavement
 Finding peace
 In times of war
 Finding contentedness
 Within the chore
 Finding a well soul
 Despite disease
 Finding the greatest
 Among the least
© Keely Myles
 February 8, 2015
"Not that I am speaking of being in need, 
for I have learned in whatever situation I am
to be content. I know how to be brought low, 
and I know how to abound. In any and every 
circumstance, I have learned the secret of 
facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. 
I can do all things through him who strengthens me." 
~Philippians 4:11-13
"An argument arose among them as to which 
of them was the greatest. But Jesus, knowing the 
reasoning of their hearts, took a child and put
him by his side and said to them, “Whoever receives 
this child in my name receives me, and whoever 
receives me receives him who sent me. For he who 
is least among you all is the one who is great.” 
~Luke 9:46-48

The gap

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I don’t want to be shallow, 

but sometimes I am.

I want to know everyone

truly, intimately, 

but I can’t

because time

demands that I offer

only part of who I am.

So only a sliver is seen, 

and you don’t have a chance

to get who I am or what I mean…

I’m not the just the surface you see.

There’s more to me.

I’m sorry for the

impression I leave.

I do wish I could be

there for everybody,

but I am often absent,

even when you have needs.

There’s only one person I know of

who is omnipresent continually.

Maybe that gap we all cannot

possibly fill fully 

is there to direct us, each one,

to the Holy of Holies. 

To Him who is always

deeper still 

and can continuously

flood the soul.

 

© Keely Myles

March 15, 2015

“…they shall call his name Immanuel” (which means, God with us).” ~ Matthew 1:23

“Where shall I go from your Spirit?
    Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
    If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morning
    and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
    and your right hand shall hold me.” ~Psalm 139:7-10

 

 

Run-on

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runon

I’m like a big
run-on sentence
that never stops
talking to myself
and others even
when I want to
be quiet I can’t
shut off my mind
and I keep going
on and on and on
wondering how
to put an end
to my pointless
thoughts and
whatnot and
whatever waking
moment finds me
it finds me not
speechless for
a single second
what happened
to inner peace
i need relief and
more sleep and
less people
adding to me
I just want to be
alone and free
to finally let
all words be
deleted no not
deleted or erased
just blank
nothing on
a white page.

© Keely Myles 2014

“In repentance and rest is your salvation,
in quietness and trust is your strength,
but you would have none of it.”
~Isaiah 30:15

“Even fools are thought wise they keep silent,
and discerning if they hold their tongues.”
~Proverbs 17:28