Tuesday, November 27, 2018

A Simple What Could Have Been



A Simple What Could Have Been
  
I thought we re-wrote the stars.
I burst out of that dark little room.
For you.
Because of you.

Everyone in my life,
Should give you a round of applause.
A standing ovation.
Being with you.
Your vacation.
Your recreation.

You seemed so real.
But just a silhouette.
Shadowed by lies,
Right before my eyes.
  
So, I guess I took a ride on a horse with no name.
To a beautiful hotel in somewhere California.
Where nobody leaves,
And they remember your name.
Any time of year,
You can find me here.

I had to stop myself,
From believing.
After all.
It all was false.
Another lie.

And I banked it all on,
A simple what could have been.
Do you remember when I asked?
When I asked what you wanted?
Your silhouette said yes.
Still when the sun came out, 
It quite simply set.

Such a long time ago,
It feels like a yesterday's before.
I remember the place we were.
But I don’t drive past there anymore.

Danny Gunter
11-27-2018

Saturday, November 10, 2018

 
 
 
“To the World from America”

  
We all are NOT Trump.

We are a land of immigrants,

We took this land from the Native American’s.

We restricted people of color from voting for 95 years.

Maybe we should give that back.

Allow, for 95 years where,

Native Americans and all people of color,

Enforce that their vote count as two votes.

For 95 years.

After all this time, 

It only seems the only just thing to do.
  
Danny Gunter
11-10-2018