Your family will fail you.
Your friends will fail you.
Your lover will fail you.
The media will fail you.
The public will fail you.
Your Government will fail you.
Your money will fail you.
Your body will fail you.
God will not fail you.
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Sunday, March 7, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Untitled
I have broken branches.
I have heard the screams of sickness.
The pain of injuries long passed aches within me.
The hate of man lingers on my breath.
I have witnessed evil wilt the soul.
I have felt the sting of fire.
In this life, I have feared many things.
In this life, I have suffered.
The most painful thing I have done is loved.
Not love-lost nor love-forgotten;
Love remembered,
Love experienced,
Love expressed,
Love eternal.
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I have heard the screams of sickness.
The pain of injuries long passed aches within me.
The hate of man lingers on my breath.
I have witnessed evil wilt the soul.
I have felt the sting of fire.
In this life, I have feared many things.
In this life, I have suffered.
The most painful thing I have done is loved.
Not love-lost nor love-forgotten;
Love remembered,
Love experienced,
Love expressed,
Love eternal.
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Thursday, January 21, 2010
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We are evil, my friend.
Look around you, my friend.
There is destruction, there is longing and we have caused it.
We have perpetrated our demise, we have sinned, we have thought too many times.
What cause will cease my trilling curses and everlasting whimpers?
Who among us has not the perfidy to smite the name of Christ?
To seek a lustful adulteress to die with, to die on, to die in, is not meant for you.
I am unleashed.
I am free.
We are evil, my friend, you and I.
Yet I found peace.
Without pretension, I invite you, stand beside me.
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Look around you, my friend.
There is destruction, there is longing and we have caused it.
We have perpetrated our demise, we have sinned, we have thought too many times.
What cause will cease my trilling curses and everlasting whimpers?
Who among us has not the perfidy to smite the name of Christ?
To seek a lustful adulteress to die with, to die on, to die in, is not meant for you.
I am unleashed.
I am free.
We are evil, my friend, you and I.
Yet I found peace.
Without pretension, I invite you, stand beside me.
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Friday, January 8, 2010
Eclipse
An eclipse hovers on the edge of stones worn clean by procrastination. Dusty and broken lovers weep for their losses and take up arms to shed light in spaces of grief to calm the breath of a frivolity. Some hearts hold more love than others; some were raised in kind, and some bled out.
Hinder.
An eclipse hovers on an axis just this edge of sleep. Believe you will forget spoken words when all but the clap of hooves passes away. Ten years, ten thousand: a thought not thought.
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Hinder.
An eclipse hovers on an axis just this edge of sleep. Believe you will forget spoken words when all but the clap of hooves passes away. Ten years, ten thousand: a thought not thought.
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Monday, November 9, 2009
Evening Thoughts
As the hues of the sky blend, do I not change?
The young know nothing and believe they know more.
The old know more and believe less.
When the wind blows, do I not quiver?
The young have nothing and trust without question.
The old question even themselves.
Now as the waves lap, do I not count the tides?
The young speak without thinking.
The old drown in their thoughts.
When the earth beckons, do I not die?
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The young know nothing and believe they know more.
The old know more and believe less.
When the wind blows, do I not quiver?
The young have nothing and trust without question.
The old question even themselves.
Now as the waves lap, do I not count the tides?
The young speak without thinking.
The old drown in their thoughts.
When the earth beckons, do I not die?
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Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Witness the crow
Witness the crow on a grassy prowl.
How the universe trembles.
Now, here we are as always before, our light cast about.
Shiver and bow.
Talk quickly and smile as this happens fast.
Witness the crow on a dark misty path.
What's done is done.
Rest under grass.
Watch the leaves shiver and crumble,
dangers unknown.
You were once among them.
Dance as a child alive in the snow.
What falls has fallen,
Witness the crow.
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How the universe trembles.
Now, here we are as always before, our light cast about.
Shiver and bow.
Talk quickly and smile as this happens fast.
Witness the crow on a dark misty path.
What's done is done.
Rest under grass.
Watch the leaves shiver and crumble,
dangers unknown.
You were once among them.
Dance as a child alive in the snow.
What falls has fallen,
Witness the crow.
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Still Waiting
Half passed nigh,
Anxiety riddled.
Wise of the skies to lie.
Take this for that and that for this.
Thronged with self-righteousness.
Pocket a treasure. Give it a kiss;
Creatures ten times your size
Heed a warning, burn a fence.
Learn to dance with half the steps.
Hear something interesting?
I’m still waiting for something real.
Be it pain, be it rage,
Blemish my shinny cage.
Just a patch of rust gives way to lust,
And then and then.
A bitter condition indeed.
Shackling and skulking about.
Pity. Breaking. Screaming.
Covet the fires of Sodom and Gomorra.
Find refuge in refuse.
Bend your knee.
Fore the sky once kind to lie now burns.
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Anxiety riddled.
Wise of the skies to lie.
Take this for that and that for this.
Thronged with self-righteousness.
Pocket a treasure. Give it a kiss;
Creatures ten times your size
Heed a warning, burn a fence.
Learn to dance with half the steps.
Hear something interesting?
I’m still waiting for something real.
Be it pain, be it rage,
Blemish my shinny cage.
Just a patch of rust gives way to lust,
And then and then.
A bitter condition indeed.
Shackling and skulking about.
Pity. Breaking. Screaming.
Covet the fires of Sodom and Gomorra.
Find refuge in refuse.
Bend your knee.
Fore the sky once kind to lie now burns.
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