I am

The shadow on the day is long
Jehovah turns away
The world you dread is old is brave
Behold your king, charlatan, knave

Truth is beauty
Is humble, fearless, bides
Beauty is blind
Simple, unrefined

I am poor
I am brown
I am displaced
I am love now erased

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Letting Go

The saddest thought I ever had
Is buried deep inside
Below the silent sands of grief
A million oceans wide

I thought that in the days to come
A tidal wave full force
Would set you down right at my feet
A miracle of sorts

Horizons are a distant gamble
Mirages abound
Truth is my confessor
Brutal and profound

Sadness I can swallow
Self-pity entertain
But letting go the dream of you
Will drive me pure insane

Immaculata

Immaculata, full of grace
Obedience is a softer shade
Courage is the reason why
Never let them see you cry

If you follow her down darker streets
From nightmares you will shrink and shudder
And meet bitter heartache before now unheard
Devotion is a loaded word

Immaculate woman, save the day
Mercy is your sword
Pierce the core of every heart
Gather all exiles along the way

Yesterday

If yesterday knocked at my door
I wouldn’t miss a beat
But step right back into the past
And all my shadows greet

Who would chide me otherwise –
The elephant in the room?
Regret is your inheritance
That plagues you to your tomb

I’d rather lay my cards out
And – bound by certainty –
Retreat and chase the transient
Than ponder eternally

Paradiso

The road to Paradiso
Runs through a field of stubble
Strewn amid discarded millstones
Are lost pieces to every puzzle

The gates of Paradiso
Open with a single knock
Wade through on rising waters
You only have to walk the walk

The chasm deep inside you
Is your calling card
Reach down and stir the emptiness
Submission is its own reward

The table in Paradiso
Is prepared in all splendor
Drink from the cup of vinegar
And feel your spirit soar

Inherit The Earth

We sidle up to greatness
Fame is a nom de plume
While the legions of lowly and nameless
Travel onward in ashen costumes

The garb of dreary simplicity
Somber hues of dry wood and dry hearth
A vast column of squalid humanity
Marches forward to inherit the earth

Blink once and the masses have gathered
Twice and the planet will sway
What you thought was forsaken and scattered
Rises up and seizes the day

The Good Samaritan

The song is simple and it rhymes
Two verses and you’re done
God and Neighbor, balance these
Black or white, blue or bright crimson

There is one caveat
A stumbling so they say
Your neighbor is your enemy
Ponder that on Judgement Day

The innkeeper will tell you
To his amazement and disbelief
The narrow path to eternal life –
Wear your heart upon your sleeve

Enkidu

There’s immortality they say
In a brushstroke, in a pen
So I offer the gods a blank page
To be with you again

The eternal quest of Gilgamesh
Spun from twines of grief
Ends at the tomb of man’s fair share
Unraveling as he weeps

If I could I would
Fill the Holy Grail, sumptuous and sweet
Pluck halos from the heads of saints
And lay them tenfold at your feet

Gospel or legend
It’s really quite extraordinary
The lengths one will travel for a friend

Remember Me

I have seen angels hover around the dying
Bestowing graces galore
As the river passes the Elm of False Dreams
Hold fast your coin and your oar
Spit the entrance fee
Into the faces of Grief and Old Age
Float free from the binds of Agony
Before the concrete and the familiar fade –
Remember me, remember me
Stand on the shoreline
With your back against the deep
The lovely, dark, and deep
And remember me, remember me
Let go all promises, true loves and deeds
And when I follow
Remember me