Work Advice By Chris Bunton You’ve heard the phrase. “That’s not my job.” You’ve also heard people complain about folks who say “It’s not my job” Well, let’s look at some truth here. Who is right? Is it right to refuse to do something because it’s not your job? or should you go ahead andContinue reading “Not My Job”
Category Archives: Social
Nature’s Breath
A COVID poem by Chris Bunton In those days;when the shutdown came.When Mankind laid low;and the money didn’t flow. In those days,Nature took a breath.Nature began to heal.Nature felt relief. In those days,the poisons stopped.The greed died,and the rich man cursed. In those days,the birds sang.The butterflies flew.The bumblebee worked. In those days,the virus stayedContinue reading “Nature’s Breath”
Sub-Division
By Chris Bunton I sit on a hill overlooking an old strip cut lake, and I puke. I am sick at the sight of houses filling the ground of what used to be forest. I am sick at the thought of a wood torn down; to make way for men of means. I am sickContinue reading “Sub-Division”
Trust
Political Truth by Chris Bunton One of the first things that needs to be done, is for “leaders” to prove that the masses can trust them. We currently do not, and for good reason. Any effort to effect change in our world will fail without the masses of people supporting it in some way.Continue reading “Trust”
Telephone and Address Required
Conspiracy Theories by Chris Bunton This is going to sound crazy, but I want to be truthful and straight about it. I really hate when government or business organizations require that I provide a street address and/or a phone number. This has been a recurring theme in my life for years and I’m honestly tiredContinue reading “Telephone and Address Required”
The Wall
Political Poetry By Chris Bunton I walked past the wall, my head held low. My father made it home; no one’s there I know. But I saw him there, a man that could be a friend; another son, looking for someone, to bring an end. I began to feel the tears welling; my heart broken.Continue reading “The Wall”
Conspiracy Theorist
Rebel Poetry by Chris Bunton I am a Conspiracy Theorist.I can’t help it.Maybe it’s genetic.Maybe I learned it;when those I trusted lied.When those who should know,didn’t.When they just told me,what they were told,to tell me.When they say, “Because I said so.” Maybe I’m a rebel.Maybe you are too.I see things, that don’t add up.I hearContinue reading “Conspiracy Theorist”
On The Beach
Poetry By Chris Bunton Sitting on the beach, watching the awesomeness of God. Waves crashing Wind blowing Sun warming the white sands and my toes below. Peaceful Joyful Happy, happy, happy Till she shows up, blasting music. She wants to invade, my world. Maybe I’ll toss her tunes into the sea. Maybe I missed theContinue reading “On The Beach”
Churchianity Vs. Christianity
Truth By Chris Bunton Churchianity- Invites people to church.Christianity- Invites people to know Christ. Churchianity– Demands people attend services.Christianity– Encourages people to spend time with God. Churchianity– Gathers children for Christmas programs.Christianity– Gathers children to go feed the homeless, visit the sick, and write letters to prisoners. Churchianity– Destroys itself over choices of music, andContinue reading “Churchianity Vs. Christianity”
Those Mines
Poetry by Chris Bunton Those mines ruled my world.The coal mines of Southern Illinois. My family came from,the Tennessee mountains.to dig in those mines. They fought the Civil war and died.They farmed and mined.They sang, fought and prayed. Working men breathing that dust,killing themselves every day,and drinking it away at night. Union men from LewisContinue reading “Those Mines”
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