Full moon on a cloudless night
So clear tonight
Don't need no street light
Wind blows a hard warning of a tempest storm
When you go forward
You can't go back
My time is made up of darkness and uncertainty
But I'm going forward
In my bluemobile
Not much room for much more
Got the night watch
In daylight I sleep
Don't talk politics and mention religion
sports is a safe bet
But I can do better things to fill my time
Searching and not knowing what I'm looking for
I learn something new and then discover it may be false
How did we get here and who made this place
What would happen if I just stepped out of this race
Politics and religion are the same
They tell you lies and ask for your money
One out of many might be true
We search and yearn for
A big gray moon guides my path
Reminding me of all the things in my past
Have I learned and does anybody see
A bumble bee takes from the flower
and gives it to the queen bee
and don't we
By: Roger Harkness - Shepard of Peace
3/24/16
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
politics, religion, peace, nature allegories, darkness, light, tempest, right and wrong, money, flowers... so many points in your poem dear poet. thank you. tony