Category Archives: Spoken Word

In My Life Time

Rebel Poetry By Chris Bunton In my entire life,the worst things to comeupon me,has come at the,hands of respectablepeople, who call themselvesgood. It has not been,scary men, in dark shadows.It has not been,those people, across the sea.It has not been,the conman, stealing my soul. It has been,men and their wives,who own businesses,and lands,and courts,and governments,andContinue reading “In My Life Time”

Reborn Everyday

Everyday can be a new life Everyday is a new chance at a different life. Every morning when we wake up we can choose how our day goes. I know it’s hard. I battle those morning demons and have for years. I have fought to think rightly in the face of a life that seemedContinue reading “Reborn Everyday”

Freedom in Poetry

Be free When I was young, poetry was some weird thing that made no sense. Something we were forced to read, and equally forced to explain and embrace. The English teacher telling me to obey the rules and follow the forms or it was wrong. Poetry was rhyme and contrived to create something that suckedContinue reading “Freedom in Poetry”

Prison Church

I was in an isolation cell;when I realized God put me there.He sat me down to speak.He shook me awake. I began to live again.Everything was ok, again.I felt Him there, again.I knew who I was, again. I went to those prison churches.Those gatherings of criminals, like me.Those broken, hurting men like me.Those sons, husbands,Continue reading “Prison Church”

Beating Her

Hard Life Poetry by Chris Bunton I was working at my desk in the morning.When I heard some banging and pounding,from below me. The neighbors were fighting again.But, this was different.This was screaming. It was the sound of punching through flesh.The sound of slapping skinThat sound of hands raised in defense,while a fist plows throughContinue reading “Beating Her”

I’m a Failure

I’m a failure. I have been one my whole life. Everything I have ever put my hand to has failed. Maybe you are the same. Yes, I have cursed myself. Yes, I have made bad choices and lived a wrong life style. No I haven’t chased my dreams. No I haven’t made goals, and maybeContinue reading “I’m a Failure”

We Don’t Trust Them

Rebel Poetry By Chris Bunton We don’t trust them.Those giants who rule the Earth;those fallen ones who stole our dominion. We don’t trust them.Those royal descendants of “gods”;those of the divine blood line. Why should we trust them?They live in castles even today,while we still cower in caves. Why should we trust them?From days ofContinue reading “We Don’t Trust Them”

Ever Healed?

A Life Poem by Chris Bunton Scrolling through Facebook,when I find a meme. It’s a video,of a fishing boat. Where a daughterand her daddy. Are reeling in a fish,the little girl just caught. She is so excited,and squealing loud. Grab the net! Grab the net!Daddy! Get the fish! She jumps up and down,as her daddyContinue reading “Ever Healed?”

I Didn’t Destroy the World

Environmental Poem by Chris Bunton I didn’t destroy the world.So why am I to blame? Am I a chemist creating plastics?Am I a corporation spreading them wide? Am I an inventor creating engines?Am I a corporation making billions? Am I cutting down the forests?Am I building million dollar homes? Am I a politician handing grantsContinue reading “I Didn’t Destroy the World”