Monday, March 25, 2013


It began one day with a simple premise -
that what we were doing was right.
And men and women, and boys and girls,
good and bad,

And the dying continued
and continues today;
and the cause in which we believed,
whether right or wrong,
lost its meaning.

But we didn’t start the killing,
and if we stop, the killing will go on,
and continue until everyone,
good and bad,

It is regrettable, and sad,
But dying is what we do best
and war seems to be
the ultimate answer
to mankind’s quest.

© 2013 Bobby Barnhart


Do you believe in dragons,
and elves and fairies and such?
Well I’ll tell you true,
between me and you,
I do.

Do you believe in Santa Claus,
and the Easter bunny too?
Well if you do not,
And magic’s forgot,
I feel sorry for you.

Do you believe in the future,
and that peace is possible for all?
Well if you don’t,
Or if you won’t
There’s little hope for you.

© 2013 Bobby Barnhart

The Game

When you come to the end of the road
and you don’t know which way to turn -
left or right?
It really doesn’t matter
because it is just a game in the end.

A game that has no winners
 a game that has no losers
a game that just goes on
a game seemingly with no end

Though one day your road may end
and leave no way to turn -
and no way to go back -
and you know that for you
the journey is over;

Yet you know the road will go on
because time struggles on without you
though you are not there to see.
And the journey will continue
until the game itself shall end.

© 2013 Bobby Barnhart