If, after life, there aught reviewer be Examining for value in mere me With but one currency have I to pay…
Were we working together? I somehow thought we were Instead you seem one upmanship In competition to prefer…
Who is that man, held by a mighty chain Perimeter of our acceptance on? Condemned to live in everlasting pain Predators feed his helplessness upon?…
We all at some point in time, see people creating wonderful things. Sometimes there are things you see and think, “I wish! I had created something as grand as this”. A short poem about God’s child envy of her fellow creations/creators.
There will be times when you have gone The wide, wild world into ‘Twill turn a less than holy face On one as radiant as you…
It is this way so humankind may know, And wonder at, all possibility Among us on this Earth that there may be
