i’m older not that much wiser was wise from the beginning, born with a mission to say it how it is, a rare feat these days in a world of spun news, where the fabric of truth is of so many textures, no one knows what’s been said or by whom….many albums later, and cheery nights a few brandies and a new book, i’m getting older now and so is my voice, but the truth remains the same, in the days ahead let the truth out, one day it might surprise you, amen. thanks Mr Cohen for the insightful thoughts and many more years ahead, amen.


The Visitor


came from a far off land,

starting a life give a hand,

greetings and handshakes,

elderly raises the issue,

do we know this man,

wisdom assumes wisely,

it takes time to understand,

time to get to know,

the visitor


elderly still anxious,

everyone divulges history,

gets to trust the visitor,

not sure but hopeful,

has learned from the past,

the nineteen sixteen rising,

when brothers murdered brothers,

they no visitors but kin!


the loss of trust begins,

the blame games begin,

the cynicism locally spreads,

on account of the visitor,

and the great harm done,

became radicalized easily,

because of the fear spread,

about the visitor!


prophesies are self explained,



the immigrant is isolated,

the religious persecuted,

emotionally pushed aside,

joins the community,

not the one he planned,


there was no welcome,

for the visitor.




The Voter

any votes here,

shake of the head,


check the register,

unemployed neighborhood,

large company facade,

going to enjoy this,

food is good here,

well political friends,

any planning issues,

we can fix things,

the voter,

you have to hand it too him,

keeps on hoping,

someone good,

will come along,

bless the voters,