In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,

Why is it that we say an act of cruelty is “inhumane”? When did that word...

First, A mistake. Quicksand. Second, A broken promise.

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

If it hurts, If it brings misery, Why does it happen again and again? How can so much

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,

I think I understand Why Adam took that bite. To throw away Eden, peace, love, God’s favor. Because, in the end,

When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions

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

A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.

Because of what I have done, these failures were just too much. This final fall with follow me Forever. There were no harsh words,

I wander the desert an empty jug my only possession. My water has long run dry, my lips now used to