inspire my
pencil fingers
to trace your
crooked spine
write stories that
never resolve
that we both hate them
should be enough
lay ruin to topsoil
dig for something
underneath
that never
meaning
more than meets the eye
poetryis my constant hope
surveying my transformed life;
is there more than this?
A Single Tear is All I Shed
poetryOne tear shed for nature’s growth
and One tear shed for nature’s destruction
One tear shed for nature’s hunters
and One tear shed for nature’s hunted
One tear shed for the life of men
and One tear shed for the end of mankind
One tear shed for our abuse of nature
and One tear shed for nature’s vengeance on our race
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One tear shed for all that is right in my life
and One tear shed for all that is wrong
One tear shed for the health of my family
and One tear shed for the sickness of us all
One tear shed for the words of God
and One tear shed for how He moves through us
One tear shed for those who were persecuted
and One tear shed for those who will never believe
the sieve and the sand 