SITTING ON THE ROOF

This is another long poem, sorry. I sometimes get carried away once in the zone… I watch as the clouds roll silent across my view They seem sad sometimes Like myself They drift endlessly Like myself With a meaning without meaning A purpose Whatever that may be...

WHISPERING THE WORDS OF GOD

Silent in the wilderness of life they call Silent in the world this life So loud you cannot hear them So quiet you feel their screams trying to explode through your mind The beat It goes on It is constant in this monotonous world we have created A mantra for the...

A HOUSE OF SHATTERED GLASS

Thou shalt not sin in a house of glass For fear that the sinless wait outside with hands full of rocks Waiting to judge To kill with a clear heart Murdering a murderer is not murder Killing the killer Silencing the voice of sorrow The grip of shame Caught in the...

Why do we enslave ourselves while murdering life?

I tried to visualize, the life style of the general public, and by that have no fear I’m well aware I am embedded within the general public as you are. I mean those that are content to wake Monday to Friday at the sickening buzz of electronic hate that emanates...

CREATION

I was walking along a path today Densely wooded and dark Vines everywhere wrapped around branches like a shroud of death choking them slowly. The suns rays pierced the trees, like the fingers of God stroking his creation. The path came to an abrupt end The body of an...