(2009)
The battle before us The Left and the Right Calling to everyone Join in the fight Calling, demanding:
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,…
Dim lit, damp and distant corner Torn from dream of vapor’s fold Slow descent to worlds divided Nothing hot and nothing cold Long ago, this soul forgotten
God made the Earth The scriptures tell As day by day And just as well For although he
There’s a heart that beats and a clock that chimes Moments pass as they both keep time Opportunities
I hate how I feel Although common it seems Having been once again What I swore I’d not be Yes, despite all the talks
The feeling Haunts me Time and time again I feel it as it’s coming Like a scent upon the wind
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…
Curled up in the corner, in dead of the night. Afraid of darkness and praying for light. Eyes peer from the ceiling.
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…
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
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…
First note chimes, long silence gone. Like breath again or light at dawn. Pure joy to hear,
I see it time and time again That beauty’s made by what is spen… A beauty that demands a price With outer glow and inner ice And observation seems to tell
Alone I sit upon my throne; alone… The meat I have, the clothes I we… None in the land has such as I; n… Yet none I meet in daily walk can… I do recall, oh yes, the days wher…