The Rules

As you grow,and obey the rules. As you fight,and try not to fail. Remember that your ParentsTeachersDoctorsStore OwnersFriendsFamilyPreacherPolicemanFiremanMailmanMilkmanFarmerHomeless manPoliticianInsurance manBeauticianYour Spouse,and everyone. Are in it for the money;and you are just a customer. They will never set you free.Test it and see. Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet, and blogger from Southern Illinois. PhotoContinue reading “The Rules”

Failure To Whom?

They say we fail;losers extraordinaire. By whose laws? By whose rules? Not yours or mine, that’s for sure. They own the world,they make the rules.They set the bar,and make us lose. They need slaves,and someone to rule. They need trash men,and janitors to clean,their palaces of steel They need to keep us dumb;to beat usContinue reading “Failure To Whom?”

Just Go

Just go! Get away from this place that makes you sick and maybe you’ll find yourself. Travel to where you want to go, it’s there waiting for you. Your life is but a vapor and drifts away, while you slave for another. Just go! Seek God, Seek Spirit, Seek the touch of the Divine, andContinue reading “Just Go”

Your Own Thing

Some discover it;some never do.  Everyone has it;yes, even you. Born with something;something to do.  Sometimes you know it,or work it through. Sometimes you die,or live a lie.  If we all do our thing,how great that would be. God will guide us,if we ask Him too.  He will give us a place;to do what weContinue reading “Your Own Thing”

The Lake

A Summer Place The Lake;sparkling vastlike a river of crystalthrough a green golden dream. The air is warm,and the breeze is cool.The music plays,and the kids run. The birds;those lovely birdsour friends, singingsweet to the beatof Life. Zoom to the lake,perfectly warm, butcool enough.Dragonflies swoop,where the fish jump. It’s hard to stand;in the wake ofContinue reading “The Lake”

Why Do We Hate Work?

A Poem by Chris Bunton I would say that the vast majority of us do not hate work. We were created for a purpose. We hate having a job, working ourselves to death for people who don’t care about us, and for nothing other than money. We hate not fulfilling our purpose. We hate gettingContinue reading “Why Do We Hate Work?”

Entitled to Love

By Chris Bunton They tell us;“You are not entitled to anything.” But, somehow we feel that’s wrong. The birds have food,the beasts have water;and they can find a mate. They tell us;“The world is harsh,it hands you nothing.” But, humans seem to make it worse. Your rules, and laws and boundaries of the mind;enslave usContinue reading “Entitled to Love”

Workout Thoughts

by Chris Bunton I’m not going to pretend to be a fitness instructor. When it comes to fitness I feel that if I can out run most people I will escape the zombies. Because they will be eating the slower ones. I also figure that if I can beat up most people I’ll be ok,Continue reading “Workout Thoughts”

Cell Block Sounds

by Chris Bunton I was locked up in prison,on an aggravated charge.I had stabbed a man like me,another tough guy, just like me. I taught myself to whistle,a dozen well loved tunes.It soothed me, and brought joy;in a place where hate ruled the day. It was night, when we lock down,and I whistled out theContinue reading “Cell Block Sounds”

Stealing Our Rights

By Chris Bunton Before I went to prison I felt that I had rights. But, as soon as I got arrested, and before I was even convicted, I started to learn that my rights were at the mercy of others, who interpreted those rights differently. Their interpretation always benefited the system, and never benefited me.Continue reading “Stealing Our Rights”