Earth-Torn by kmls

Why I’m Giving Up on Peace

Earth-Torn by kmls

Things don’t look so good right now.

After the hope of the “Arab Spring,” the Middle East has dissolved into a perpetual war zone with no end in site. The torture and murder of youth in Israel-Palestine has opened another round of fresh blood-letting. A Malaysian jetliner is destroyed by a missile over war-torn Ukraine, the gruesome images tweeted for all to see. We are a world at war with itself, with around 50 conflicts globally as of this writing. The majority of deaths are civilian, “collateral damage” as it were, a dehumanizing term if ever there was one.

Here, our borders teem with desperate children. The gap between rich and poor widens. Solutions are short-sighted and generally involve some band-aid fix, like a new gadget, another casino, or more guns on the street. Congress is a bastion of impotence and hubris. We scrabble over issues that mean nothing like dogs after crumbs while the country and the world burns around us.

While we laud our technological advances, it seems the one thing we are most adept at is killing each other.

So last night my wife and I, as we are wont to do each evening, talked about our days and the state of this spinning sphere like some morbid carousel we find ourselves stuck on. We both have been at this so-called peace work for most of our lives. At times we wonder why. We went to bed rather depressed.

I awoke to a text message from her. She was sharing a scripture she read this morning.

“So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up. Therefore whenever we have the opportunity, we should do good to everyone – especially to those in the family of faith.” (Galatians 6:9-10). As she said in her text, pretty apropos.

Some things jumped out at me right away. We do good simply because it is the right thing to do. We do not limit who we do good to – “everyone” is pretty clear. Those closest to us, within the same family of faith, who sometimes are the hardest to do good to, are not to be left out either. Tenacity and obedience can overcome despair. We don’t give up. There is an end, a flowering of planted seed, a reaping of glorious fruit.

Our fight is not against flesh and blood. Nor should our faith and ultimate allegiance be in and to such. Despair arises when we are inundated with bad news and when our trust in human leadership and institutions has been broken yet again.

Rather we wage a war against the principalities and powers, the spiritual forces of evil in high places. Such a battle requires divine help and divine eyes to see the opportunities to do good as well as the Good News (gospel) occurring around us everyday.

So I’ve given up on peace.

But I have not given up on the good – doing it and being a part of it.

The rest I leave in the hands of the One who continues to hold this broken world in loving, gentle hands.


Virtual Terrorist – A Tale of East and West


in the West, the Man-Boy plays with his toy
joystick or drone
killing me softly alone
Xbox Wii PS4
smart bombs virtual war

in the East, the Boy-Man hears the siren’s song of martyrdom
heaven with a harem
pull the trigger
pull the pin
pay the price for another’s sin

in the East and the West we are losing this fight
whether with an army of vegetables induced by FPS comas
or those in the more permanent sleep
obliterated by shrapnel and suicide vests

while we obsess about the terrorists in faraway lands
we have already succumbed to an invasion by screen

in the East a Boy-Man’s body is blown to bits
in the West a Man-Boy’s mind counts up his hits

both are dead
one literal dust
the other lost in microcircuits


3-Fingers by kmls

SPOKEN WORD – 3 Fingers: Who Is Elliot Rodger?

3-Fingers by kmls

Audio reflection on the shooting that occurred in Isla Vista, California on May 23, 2014. Continue to pray for all of those affected by this tragedy as well as others around the world. And for men especially who continue to live out of the victim mentality.



Connected by kmls

POEM – Connected?

Connected by kmls

In the air around me buzzes the information that inundates my world.
Is that a word from you whom I love passing by like some invisible insect?
Or is the hum from something more sinister?
Am I being subtly changed, gradually disappearing into the wireless void?

Here, while I write, a million transparent vapor trails extend out in all directions.
We are indeed connected,
but is it enough to delay our fragmentation?

The soldier on a wireless set receives the command to kill.
The rebel punches a cellphone to explode an IED.
The drone flies on its unseen wire.
The satellite cannot find a missing plane.
The writer taps away.

The blue button is pressed.
A connection triggers another, then another and another.
Somewhere, on your screen perhaps, an alert appears.
You read.
Are we connected?

Eat-More-Violence by kmls

The NEW Soylent Green

Eat-More-Violence by kmlsA Moses-like figure stands before the mic at an NRA convention and thunders, “I will give you my gun when you pry it from my cold, dead fingers.”

At the end of the sci fi film Soylent Green, that same actor implores his detective boss to spread the news, “Soylent Green is people!”

In the movie, as the corpses pile up from an overcrowded miserable earth, they are carted away in garbage trucks, secretly converted to Soylent Green, and fed back to the living. Soylent Green is better than the old Red and Yellow varieties, but it is scarce so there are riots. A detective played by Charlton Heston discovers the deception. In a word, humanity has become cannibals, feeding upon itself, in a state-sanctioned system of cyclical violence.

Such is the world created by the NRA. It plays upon the irrational fears of a few to continue to thwart common sense gun legislation. Its largely successful lobbying over the years has distorted the original intention of the Second Amendment so much so that it has become almost impossible to pass laws more in keeping with the Founders’ intent.

When the bodies continue to pile up as a result of gun violence and there is no legislative change primarily due to the lobbying of the NRA and the like, we are in every sense of the word disrespecting the dead and feeding upon ourselves.

In a state-sanctioned system of cyclical violence.

Like in Soylent Green.

And like the movie, the end result is not very pretty.

But go ahead. Watch the news.

Take another bite.