governments quarrel, bicker
to war, to war, comes a cry
not of you, or I, but of those
protected by cannon fodder
for pride of country!
sacrificing women, men
for the safety of our citizens
on the other side of the world!

as a blood spattered child, alone
weeps for his parents

© by DC Lessoway

Why do we have to go down this narrow minded, hate-filled, route of murky, divisive politics of us vs them, right vs left, Canadian vs Canadian? And how it’s always politicians (of all shades), who cause these silly divisions?

Yes, we have differing opinions and beliefs (Is this not what it means to be human?), but it doesn’t give anyone the right to be hateful and put their interest above others.

For so long Canada was a beacon in the world because of our acceptance of multiculturalism and the rainbows of humanity. But the politicians came along and tore this to shreds, believing it was the right thing to do.

My Canada is not perfect, but she is a place of enchantment and beauty and acceptance and inclusion. Let us, together, keep her that way.


ClehsmqWEAAHL7K.jpg-largeborn in her ninety-seventh year
how I’ve seen her strive, fail, grow
leaders great, lesser, petty
tried their stamp, impress their will
yet she shined though it all
her people, from the spirit of
aboriginal humanity to the
immigrant seeking, hungering
a better, sheltered, certain life
her multi-coloured communities
match her noble, audacious bearing
my heart bursts with love in how
she stands a symbol for a better way
a greater world


god on earth
their pitched battles
masters and solders
bring civilization
at barbarous blade point
grandeur imperial crux
ingest, assimilate, consume
conquer mighty forests, rivers, wildlife
subjugate indigenous populations
decree, upon edict, upon proclamation
cracks find a portage in absolute power
resulting conflict, civil and world-wide
clear landscapes of cold-blooded monarchs
revolution at the ballot
atonement in common sense
skin-deep humanity
detached history
still, truth will out
clear hurdles
ways to

photo and poem (c) by DC Lessoway


when you hear “election time”
what runs through your mind?
do the eyes roll
do you harken to the last time
entering a poll station
unsettled in mind, blindly angered
by those in charge
blind to your concerns
“out with them”, your refrain
yet fearful of change, the ballot
falling from your finger states:
status quo, “quite happy I am”

here, now, years on
happy in your choice?
has the chosen bureaucracy:
made advances in science
increased protection of our environment
strengthened human rights
especially for women and minorities
cared for a fair and ethical parliament
kept the country’s coffers ripe, replenished
kept the heath of citizens essential
looked to the future wanting:
to lessen the burden of our grandchildren
strived to find financial equality
kept Canada’s face and reputation as
a peacekeeper, a negotiator, a safe place for all
overall, have they strived, fought, given us
a greater Canada?

next time, ballot in hand
what choose you?




look, there, out there
a nation under threatening pall
aged one hundred and forty-seven
at which
at just past ninety-seven, this lad
came wailing onto grasslands
foothills of the distant Rockies
during a brief inferno
in a town, named by a priest
who said, in French,
“such a grand prairie”
there resided, under “Pop’s” gaze
winters, long, brutal, spent in town
summers, dry, blustery, suffused in lake water
nearly twenty season cycles, then
led me to this costal metropolis

to find, define myself

now thirty cycles later
ache of age clutches, scratches
at the exit
my pen, ever sharper
gives conjecture to my
looking backward
at, thus far, a country
my country, I love her bounty
my country, I love her grace
though distaste, at times, hostility
finds my heart, pointedly towards
the regime
I still find, nature resplendent
no less inspiring today
than in my first steps
people, it’s people
boundless, sublime multicultural sweep
what lessons I’ve acquired
from those multitude of voices
repeating this:
“I Love Canada”

Words and picture © 2014 by DC Lessoway

their profound blood
born in the pristine lands
of Turtle Island
were then, by invading men
torn from their true life
in genocidal assimilation


look to the sunrise
how fragmented hearts, spirits, minds
bring themselves up
drum, feather in hand
sing proudly
for the distressed lands
for their children’s children
for all of us

© 2013 by DC Lessoway

my dear Canada, our home on native land
how true our hearts are to this beautiful north
we in the west, look to the east in worry
as we graded, stand, for what is gloriously free
a toe dipped in Cape Spear, or Tofino
from tundra’d glory of Cape Columbia
to southern bijou of Middle Island


on my sleeve I bleed, my eyes weep
to hear fingers pointed, anger expressed
at each other, no matter recent
or forever denizen
or silly down-putting of those
successful in all points of the earth

prefer I do, the once peacekeeper’d stance
how it made me proud
of my country, my Canada

no matter, love you, I do

© 2013 by DC Lessoway

Let the hate and polarization begin as an election cycle starts… freakin’ tired of attack ads that insult my intelligence while telling me absolutely nothing except who I shouldn’t vote for.

Please, do your research, quit falling for a rhetoric and realize…

Such hate and polarization is one step away from the bloodied starting grounds of genocide. Think about it. Political leaders creating an inflamed, hateful environment, feeding on the hate that is already there…

Think! Ignore the media driven hate and think about your values, and vote for who YOU believe is right and not what you are TOLD is right.  How hard is it to look at both sides, walk in their shoes, understand it is multi-coloured, not black and white!

All I ask is that you think.  Go to the website Elections BC and register to vote.

Below is a list of BC political websites (in no particular order).  Stop by them and do you due diligence and make an informed vote!

BC Green Party
BC Liberals
BC Conservatives
BC Marijuana Party
etc…ad nauseum

© 2013 by DC Lessoway


all mediums tell me
outside, there, shadows
could be, would be terrorists
stranger danger

but the government’s on it
more prisons
more rules
all to ensue freedom!

no matter silly quibbling
of elected officials
I know the right
side I am on
the others
are just wrong!

isn’t it nice
I don’t have to
think for myself!


War is Peace
Freedom is Slavery
Ignorance is Strength

© 2013 by DC Lessoway