doctrine of compensation
(August 11, 1999)

give me your tired, your weak, your huddled masses
give me your ear, your cheer, your fear, put down your beer
when love has seemed to left the heart, there is a way to write it
order the misorder a move to part, and this is how I right it

a gunman walks into an L.A. Jewish community center
unleashing a spray of violence
the only way he could feel okay
was his dispicable voice from silence

and somewhere he decided
to blame everyone but himself
if only he’d been provided
with some spiritual help

and I pray for him
even though he tried to send a message
to kill I people
and I cry as I try to explain why
and then he turns himself in
in order to make a statement to press the issue
and its hard to believe
that hatred can be achieved if you want it to. . .

and the power of the human mind can be used for so many things
and yet some focus on the pain of life
and try to shoot it on to others
and its still hard to focus on such a terrible act

in fact
I can’t begin to believe
but I do
and I love him

because he reminds me the cause
and I pause
to lay down the internal rules of which I speak
and pray to God in fear of hate
and abmonish the forlorn sun
to prove to the self to move to one

and stop the blame
and start the reign
of an life that builds upon the self
as does not mean lack of sin to others
as there always will be
perceived
and yet its an understanding and hope
of positive communication

the most powerful messages seem to be negative
and creating one to gain voice
may be your choice
but all I can do
is control my self

and if I want to change anyone’s beliefs for the good
it must surely start in the neighborhood
assisting small leads to assisting large
hence you start to gain a charge
and in this learn to see a change
and the range of where these deeds can grow
is a solid way to explain what you know...

and as far as these hate-groups go,
I am sure we have to show
these media the reasons, not to respond
and as they wave their magic technology wand
they have some control over what they report
how they report it
and when they give forum, for those who crime
what they’re really giving, is a little air time
to profess this hate


wait, think it through,
await, moment of truth
love, its in I,

know in fear, that time does fly
and on this earth, many questions why
and try
to do things that move the self
and humanity to a better place

faced I am with the sure possibility
that one man saw hate, as a facility
and I know, he probably had so many abilities
and I wish he had tapped them
and not saw death
as the only way to prove
his opinion,
shoulda known right there
twas a sheltered dominion
I can’t help but wonder
if he saw his own blunder
and forced the negative out
in the end only showing
that he had many doubts...

awaken soul
I huttle masses
look as fate
kicks I asses

and improve on what we’ve seen before
as the I-generation’s at the brink of the door
of Istory
and surely U wish to tell
because there’s only 11 letters between U + I
and we step on over:

I Just smile, K?
and U T off and caressssS
L-ementary Moves Near
R your Questions in Place?
and we meet
O, I God...
we’re in the middle...
and as I meet U there, IOU

and the shower washes clean, the grime of yester
days start hard, and to get the first step is to open
the I’s
and see the world around
maybe press a button for the sound
and beans you press the coffee ground
alive abound

surround the morning with information
the truest sense ofthe escalation
not to ignore what the box does say
yet see the life that surrounds your day
I owe it to I self
and the wake
is for all of us to I...



©1999 by Yosh