Deaf ears, and blind eyes makes one complicit.

It was ’92 when the riots jumped off, they had a National Guard troop on every corner.

That was when I first became interested in the military.

That and the fact that I needed money so I enlisted in the Navy.

I was in the middle of the nothing serving my country when September 11th happened,

it was as if I was being attacked.

I reenlisted and since we were undermanned I was promoted to officer quickly,

but millions have been killed, markets have collapsed, countries have been occupied,

everybody is scared, and we have launched attacks into several other countries

to kill one 6’4″ diabetic Arabic man who was in a cave somewhere.

He always seems to have a charged video camera.

You know how many Americans after the attacks happened went about their business

and just had A Bowl of Corn Flakes?

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Cazz– Being monogamous is harder than given up weed. If you have a man or woman who is with just you, then you should celebrate, cherish, and nurture that shit. I got married because I was in love. We were both in the military. I was young and it was the first time I really gave my all in any relationship. We used to look into each others eyes and talk about how much we loved each other.

Princess– How sweet…

Cazz– But then I was Hated on from the inside. She was pregnant so they sent her stateside, to the barracks and I was floating in the gulf. My daughter was like a breath of fresh air. I can’t lie there is something about marriage that is calming. I felt secure. Then she got pregnant with our second daughter. It’s funny, you know, we had this plan to save money buy a house, run a daycare or something, you know– the new American Dream. So I am working the plan, sending the money home because my time is starting to get short, but when my tour was over I found out that she was the one not sticking to the plan.

It’s a cold thing when you can’t let your wife go to the store by herself  because she a slut! You can’t imagine the strangeness you feel, being with someone everyday, but you are still alone. And before you can catch your breath all the bank accounts are dried up, the truck is repossessed and she is pregnant with another officers’ baby. Now everything is always your fault, so you’ve got to divorce her, but the she uses all of the shit she knows about you to hurt you. So now you can’t be happy because you ain’t never been hated– on until you’ve been hated on from the inside.

MG Hardie

I Have Traveled the World

I have seen the sea change from morning to night. I have seen the most amazing creatures. My craft has been chauffeured by dolphins.

I have witnessed Shearwater birds swim 60 feet underwater and then take off and fly through the sky. I have seen creatures in the waves that defy explaining. I have won battles by just showing up. I have played Smiles in the Philippines and silently viewed

the Coral Triangle.

I have played games in the vastness of the undulating nothing. Took leave in Kuwait and

saw Octopi with fins in miles upon miles of quiet, solitude. Experienced the ruggedness of

the Azores,

the cold of Ellesmere,

the isolation of Tristan da Cunha.

Places were birds seem to soar for weeks and volcanoes taller than Everest rise from the ocean bed, but still far from the suns power.

Their eruptions shake the planet, heat the water and cause the winds of the Earth to circulate. I have inhaled salt air, marveled at shoals of fish. I have traveled and through drills, tours, and practices I have paid enough attention to know that the ocean and the sky

are but inverted and that I don’t walk but I am one of the many creatures that swim through air. Oh, I’ve been places, and there are two things I have learned. One is that I have no answers and Two I am most at home right here on this couch.

MG Hardie