(2014)
Written almost a year after the poem before it.
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
So, you don’t drink? or smoke? So, you are better than them? You let them use you, and you take the fall for them,
Was it too much to ask? Perhaps this truly is fair, some retribution for past misdeeds or a shield against unnecessary pa… But that is not for you to decide
People assume it is about the catch, the prize. And, for some it is. But for me, it is so much
A pit of spikes A trench fill with mustard gas. A stiletto between the ribs.
I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
Some say Hell is fire and brimstone. Some say Ice and darkness. Endless suffering, Eternal damnation.
This darkness in which I stand is void. I am alone with naught but my work… and naught but my thoughts. Though on occasion, he stands besi…
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Alone I stand Pondering my arts the fruits of my labors. All is good and I lay down my bru… But there is a voice,
