(2009)
Why do we always end up in the pla… Why is it freedom slips away and d… I think the problem lies within th… For it is not to win the war then… with vigilance, no sadly this is n…
Curled up in the corner, in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
I wish it would have been a war that was the explanation for the reason you are not around, the reason I don’t hear the sound of your voice anymore.
As lightening shone and thunder bl… I danced the dance that dancers do They danced it back and asked if… Would mind them dancing through th… I thought no harm could come of th…
How odd this ragged stranger seems Who jarred me from my frozen stare At dust and dreams and other thing… For which I spend my time and car… No other man hath paid him mind
What do the heavens think of me? When God looks down what does he… What things run through his mind a… Beholding one who once was there, now forging through this world of…
Greatness Born of hearts desire Flame of inner fire Dies to quiet fear Fades and disappears
Why should I try to make sense of… when thus far all endeavors have f… Why should I struggle to win in t… when each chance that I’ve had I’… What can I make of the pieces tha…
The battle before us The Left and the Right Calling to everyone Join in the fight Calling, demanding:
Take a look what’s before you, a l… A city of people with lives crumbl… Pause a moment to listen, a moment… A moment for silence and see if yo… From my window I’ve looked out an…
With tear filled eyes I’m left be… A-walk in trance, still mystified The rays of setting sun pierce thr… As angel wings which carry you… Goodbye my heart’s eternal love
Some were hired at the break of da… Then others hired each passing hou… And when the eve was drawing nigh… Looked out and saw some in the str… So then he went to them and asked,…
A life sustained by water pure Yet marred by memory of the wine Like fragrant waft of soft allure Diminished not by hands of time Forever clear the water streams
There’s a heart that beats and a clock that chimes Moments pass as they both keep time Opportunities
Each time before when I had falle… I found upon the ground were words… a latticework of scaffolding to cl… back to the surface with the crowd… I’d stay close to the ledge not kn…