Rejected

Wanna go get told

There’s no room for us

At a hotel?

Or eat out

Once all the foods gone?

We could beg for seats

On a bus with no space.

Let’s get every application

Rejected

Torn to shreds.

If we’re neglected

Down below

We’ll be accepted

Up above.

– Vagabond Prophet

Empty Lot


Empty lot sitting for years

Used to have a house

Full of broken people.

Now it’s jubilee!

Earth has reclaimed it

Swallowed up concrete

With thorns and leaves and grass.

No policy or strategy

Could do a better job,

To restore a bit of peace

To a hurting part of town.

– Vagabond Prophet

Borders

Let’s make some changes

Can we get rid of borders

Guns and money?

I feel panic slip in

The fissures between thoughts.

Numbers on a spreadsheet,

My exactly lacking worth.

That’s what I fear

Not bears or cancer.

Numbers only tell me

How much I can’t give

To the hungry and alone.

So take down borders

Let the people come

I’ll feed them all

With infinite wealth.

Ignorance might not be bliss

But it just may fill a mouth.

– Vagabond Prophet