A Socio-Political Word by Chris Bunton — They say that there is one constant in life and that is change. Therefore, because of this fact we should just accept change and move on. This is basically adaptation. In the wild, if a species doesn’t adapt to change, they will probably cease to exist in the future. Therefore…

Poetry by Chris Bunton — I sit in my rockin chair and think of things far and near. Things like the weather, and whether I want soup or salad for dinner. I listen to the birds sing, and think things, that make me dream. I watch butterflies float, And hear the bullfrog gloat. Creak Creak Creak…

Spirit Poem by Chris Bunton — I am called to forgive. But, I really don’t want to. I hate what they’ve done to me. I want them to pay, like I’ve paid. “Forgive to be forgiven” I want to and I try to but it never seems to end. Have they forgiven me? Pride demands Justice. The…

Environmental Talk by Chris Bunton — Too many times I have sat in a church and heard a sermon saying that animals have no soul. They say that humans have dominion and that everything is for our use. It makes me puke and is an utter lie. God gave humanity dominion over the Earth for us…

Fatherhood Poem by Chris Bunton — I’m a terrible dad, at least that’s what they said. Too many failures, too many faults, that’s what the cackling hens, said. Not rich enough. Not sober enough. Not broken enough. Not obedient enough. That’s what society said. Too fast. Too free. Too sinful. to be; a dad. …

Recovery Thoughts By Chris Bunton — Over the years I have wondered. “Am I a better human being than I was before? or am I just sober?” Are we really better? or are we just trying to avoid trouble, keep from hurting our family, stay out of prison, or make more money? …

A Couplet Poem By Chris Bunton — Man with no home, where are you at? I brought food to where you once sat. “Here I Am!” A voice spoke free and bold, “By this old bin, dead from the cold” I was shocked to find him there, his corpse lie froze, with a death stare. At first…

Helpful Hints by Chris Bunton — First, stop cursing yourself. Say good things about yourself, and your life. Speak goodness into your life, and into your mind. I know things are hard. I’ve had hard times too. But, things will not change until you change them. The hard times are designed to get you to seek…

A Rhyme Poem by Chris Bunton — The sea roars as it breathes in and out, to rise, in the tides, along the shores of all the seas as one, moving where the moon guides. Waters lapping the isles tiny beach, gently touching her from beneath, seeking the mountain out of reach, among rocks like jagged teeth. …