
A-Man



So interesting how the pursuits of men
is getting so much attention
As a young girl
I found my stepfather’s stacks of playboys
Peering within
I wondered is this what men want
I would read them, the do’s and don’ts
the articles, the cartoons, and the bios
and look at the spreads
Prepubescence budding
taking it all in
It is not like I had not seen what a man wants
for you see at a young age
the Christian man and his family of men
indulged in their senses
the man a deviant
his nephews just curious
I shall leave it at that
How was I to know
He should not have been asking for that
Men and their sexuality
to drive them to procreate
is this only natural
and what did Hugh say about that
He put it in the open
the lusts of the flesh to fulfill
Somewhat later Madonna did too
where she took the reigns
and said women can have their fair share
I lived in an age
where men would want to give
women quaaludes
so many were living in their skin
snuffing poppers to drown
the soul and quell the resistance
and the messages all around
made it all seem like that was okay
something needed to be free
In the sixties, make love not war
at least had a spiritual thread
buried somewhere
in the peace movement
yet free sex, swingers, and orgies
came ushering forth into the seventies
where the culture was making it the norm
Certainly as a teen I had my share of experiences
Yet, through it all the eyes of a child
and a young woman at heart
learned that pleasure without love
has such futile rewards
now we have all genders, transgenders
and all making the norm
yet we have taped conversations
of men grabbing women by the pussy
to flavor our day
to make us see
that something certainly went amiss
now is this any one entities fault
when it was a culture
and a drive
for men to conquer all at the helm
it is so hard for me to fathom
empty pursuits
yet hormones and vanity come into play
to be desired at the crux
I have to ask where in these drives
is the innocent man
and where is the woman he was born to protect
some cultures see the flesh as so powerful to cloak it
to preserve it behind the veil
and some tend to think that is barbaric
what has happened to the reasoning of men
what has happened to the chastity of women
Playboy is dead
can you not see
with all the disease
and strife created
where man wars with his flesh
and demons opiate
to make him think
women to drink is okay
a toast to Hugh held high
and where women change men
like shirts of the day
a hail to Steinem to liberate
certainly education is the key
yet laws making what comes natural a crime
indicate something is a amiss
society does not want to pay
for the images it has portrayed
that has led so many astray
where men will kill
and tell women it is okay
to rip their flesh from their womb
I tell you now
there will be hell to pay
unless we wake up
and see our way
out of this sin
11/21/2017
Thought: We don’t need to crucify men for being men, yet we need more education in these matters, not only for them but for women as well.

All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves
In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways
The black pavement beaten down on this old road
To know the blaze and glory of the fire and the smoke
Ashes fill the potholes of travesty in this vessel made of earth
Into the depths a richness to be released as a fountain from a well
The fears they come and go as they try to scare as they pass this way
The ego pulses and radiates as if it were the ebb and flow of a mighty silent tide
The judgments pierce like daggers as if on the crest of a rumbling quake
The love without comes within before the rain of tears shine forth their iridescent ray
The torch of time quells the fire buried in the grave
To know we are nothing but a vein
The boiling of the blood in pain
To know there is a no purity in the save
The banks are full of vanity
The stores are full of lies
The marionette dance dies
The outer rank seek calamity
Soldiers march
Warriors stalk
Tick Tock
All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves
In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways
The black pavement beaten down on this old road
The bridge of knowledge fills the gaps
The compass shifts the map
To recognize the traps
Paved on the battle fields filled with crap
3-18-97….to be continued….one day…….
The trees are full of gold
On the branches walk the fools
As the wind blows, they snap and break
As a whip is struck against the plank
The night bares down
Until time is torn
To unshade the Black
The armor must crack
To be released of the claws of death
The inner soul takes a new breath
All is well as time unwinds, and folds and curves
The treasure deep becomes unearthed
The whelps of disease are unnerved
Prisoners no more
Evacuees take flight
Tick Tock
United as one
In the radiation of light
One for all and all for one
Written in the early 2000’s

My god wants me dead
He kills the opening of my heart
He turns my trust to dust
This god is no longer my God
For no man is God
And you are no longer
compared to God
You choked off my every breath
There will be stains in this aftermath
There will be blood on your hands
If I end this soul in hell
What good does that speak of your help
I am mortally wounded
I am dying
I feel in my heart
My heart opens
Pulsates with love
and in closes the door
Numb again
He says to trust
I trust
And bleed
in front of him
and goodbye
is what I get
I am stone cold sober
and I want a gun
I am mortally wounded
No where to run
Please someone
Put an end to my misery
There is no trust in Goodbye
There is no faith in Running
cowards Run
And Cowards kill
The coward is me
The coward is dead
Fuck off this fucking planet
The pearls came from me
And you are the swine
Who gobbled them up
This animal does not die in peace
You will crawl to find me
And I will not be found
I won’t be the one on the ground
4-23/1998
Notes in reflecting on this November 20, 2017
After well over a year of trials, my angst came to the surface and hit the pages…the weakness of suffering while the ego reared its head…and in that, the coward ultimately must come full circle to face himself and kill off his own coward-ness….just a part of the evolution of the trials…
The struggle too was I had wrapped my mind around the romantic notions in the Bible back some time around 1980…for wives to submit to husbands as unto the Lord…to love a man as though one loves God…and for husbands to love their wife as Christ loved the church. I thought this was such a beautiful romantic notion to love one another with such devotion, it was something I had wanted…to love with all, and to be loved with all care. The Ephesians reference is below that stimulated such thoughts…and romantic embodiment of such notions I had wished to aspire to affect.
Ephesions 5:22-25
22 Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord.
23 For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body.
24 Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.
25 Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it;
Then a few other places of related interest on marriage in the Bible with some gems for contemplation buried in the text…
Corinthians Chapter 7 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…
Corinthians Chapter 11 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…
2 Timothy Chapter 3 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…
1 Timothy Chapter 2 https://www.biblegateway.com/passag…
The thing is in this piece I wrote, I was feeling so disillusioned for trying to love someone as though I loved God, and I had to come to face my choices…based on events. I was pushing away my love for this person from being at such a high state of aspiration, and was even questioning if this person was just a deceiver of sorts…and in the process was just dumping it all out…pushing it away….grappling with what choices I would make in the future…and of course I was a bit pissed off looking at it all… I was mired in disillusionment…trying to find truth…yet the ego rearing its head….an attempt to return to a safe place….(which was not the case at all…the ego always helps one go back into denial, and shift blame.)
So I had to query, DOES my God want me Dead? My reflexive mind, went into a tail spin, thinking, then you are not my God, and as a matter of fact you are no longer my God (to be loved as though I loved God is what I was referencing). Yeah, I wanted to kill that thought!
Yet, I will firmly say, one must be extremely cautious when such unrest is evoked, for the ego will play you…and you must realize too, our experiences all of them…if analyzed for truth could be necessary in pointing us toward truth…so in the invisible could it be, God truly directing us to not kill off our thoughts of loving God by attempts to see the divine in others and love the divine in them (especially when we feel they are failing us or our belief in them is failing us), but to kill off our thoughts of a selfish ego lost within its own delusions of being mired in its attempt to either quell truth from us or for us to find truth if we don’t get so lost in the process to put our heads in the sand and go comatose?
So maybe, just maybe it was the ego speaking….my god wants me dead….and maybe if the ego is killed, it would not be such a bad thing. So the irony is in seeing how the ego can trap one from facing the truth of themselves. And the ego makes one think they are protecting themselves, yet if the pain of choices is not fully dived into with a sword of truth, the ego will not cease its unrelenting hold to not be severed. That is the time to keep struggling through it….no matter the defenses…of the ego…the dragons we all must slay within.
…just as Jacob wrestled with God…and Job had trials of faith…and Daniel had to face the lion’s den…we all must go within to see where are faith is, and also query if it has been misplaced…by our ego…in order to conquer our trials…
The answer was no, it was my ego, my false sense of self that needed to die!

A Picture in the paper
of a lady holding on to a skull
Images of a Holy War
Her heart they tore
Memories gone
Her eyes full of tears
They’ve ripped her pain open
down to her very core
Wrinkles on her face
Never would have dreamed it would come to this
This deep abyss
Skeletons in a grave
They’ve killed the innocent and the brave
Men in homes
children shot in their kitchen
A place where they used to eat
They lie on the floor in a pool of blood
To weep a flood
Pictures in Time
a few months ago
The war rages on
What are we to do
Clinging to a bone
This was my home
To love
To cherish
To cleave
To hold
To not want to let go
See the grief
See the pain
She bereaves a skull
November 18, 2017
Note: I found this piece I wrote with the news clipping among my writings. I am still baffled why the human race does such horrible acts. My thoughts are as a New World, we founded doctrines to have tolerance for religion, then why all the killing and divisiveness, surely this is not the wishes of our creator, for crying out loud we are to be protectors of the Earth and its inhabitants.
Perchance the Old World could learn from the New World to honor each person’s choice as to what they want to believe. Yet, cannot the New World learn to honor cultural diversity, and stop raping resources of distant lands. We are in a global society now, can we not learn to put the past of war in the grave once and for all, and truly learn to live as one, with respect for our differences.
When any religion or system of belief espouses killing, should it not be our fear of each other we need to kill, and let God (or just actions alone speak for themselves) be the judge of each person’s choice? For crying out loud, if to kill for one’s God is at the crux of a belief system, the message has been totally lost…the message to conquer oneself has been totally missed.
To really honor God, or whatever you want to call the creator, should we not honor the choice we each have been given to make our own choice. Would that not be a better way, to honor “your God”?
The old testament may have been an eye for an eye, but even in that if one does wrong, he shall suffer it in his own being and ultimate soul, but the message was clear in the New testament…not to eradicate old law, but to evaluate a doctrine by way of example of how to be….whether one believes Christ is the way, or is just a prophet….to love one’s neighbor as himself…Certainly if men in their hearts could pick up this spirit, people might just be able to agree to disagree on differences, and seek where we are unified in thoughts.
(A dreamer I am…I guess…on this one, as I tend to think the territorial nature of man will always keep him at war…over his possessions or possessiveness.)
Man cannot act like a territorial animal and claim it is acting from a place of divine mind, stop the madness!
It is things like this, that unfortunately have continued to happen, that really make me question the human intellect.

What is it that it takes to be forgiven
Is it a word, is it a voice,
Is it a token or
Is it a treasure
Is it an approval
perchance a nod
signifying acceptance
Or is it rejection of what is bad
And what is bad
Why do we do it
Why do we stop
Why do we repent
Why do we err
What is the need to be right
Is it righteousness
Is it really God in us
Or is it fiction pressed on our minds
Yet the soul knows
There is a line
between the two…Right and Wrong
To be forgiven of our wrongs
Is to be forgiven of our rights
for they are motivated by wrongs (not to do them)
yet their need is so overwhelming
we sometimes are pressed to reject them (t00 many in denial of their wrongs)
How can anyone judge what is right and wrong
and what it takes to be forgiven when all of life is a process
Neither right or wrong (outside the duality)
Process is process its direction precedes it
and recedes with it as it passes
So does process need excuse….need forgiveness
What must I do to be forgiven
I am who I am based on my process in development
Things happen, life unfolds
To say when one is young he is not aware
is to suggest when we are old we are aware and the process is not complete
so yet we may hold more knowledge there is no way to forego the process
and the process is blind to your wants and desires (those deeply embedded subconscious motives)
We can be conscious and we are (at times)
but yet many times we are not actively shaping our will
and would living life be meant to be in constant fear of rejecting self
when self is what you are given to experience
Maybe to be enlightened at flesh’s weakness (takes time),
yet the soul resides in the flesh as of yet…(or does it)
This is the reality of what we know
Yet should we fear we are a mistake in process
or are we clay in process of being art
Are we being shaped for something far greater
Should we fear wrongness in our development and let that pervade our every thought and action
and would this not be vanity of a soul trapped in this fleshly world
Love is the key, yet we are told to reject self, yet forgive self
How can we forgive what’s deemed weak and meek
when we have to work so hard to constantly shape our will
we are given esteem in that it will be for ultimate good
and yes patience oft has its reward,
but when it is forced by our mind to attend to
are we really free and true at heart
How do we forgive what we hate,
what we despise
What we love, what we hunger for,
yet we suffer for
If my flesh is so bad
what makes it so good
If my mind is so lustful
why can’t it be bridled
Seduction feels too good to be wrong
Why should we feel guilt
when life gives us a natural drug
The power to love
If we are to love all
why must we love one
When the bond is broken
can it ever be again
Or does it wander or linger forever
Or does it just fade away
How can we forgive
When our hearts bleed
When wounds are never healed
We lure ourselves to believe
time changes and heals
We just get older and we forget
or we just change,
we become a little colder
more indifferent
So we don’t feel the pain
But is this forgiveness
What does it really
take to learn forgiveness
Yes, I guess it too is a process
neither good nor bad
Forgiveness makes for indifference (a subterfuge for our pain or shame)
I don’t want to be indifferent
The act to do no more harm
to one self or to others
is the action that is needed
yet does repentance need forgiveness
when repentance speaks for itself
how does one achieve atonement
when the mind is always aware of its deceit
no matter how saintly one becomes
the impetus often was born
in the process of awareness
to go and sin no more
Yet, is it wise to forgive ourselves
and whitewash our deeds
if by doing so
keeps us blind
to the pain
I say feel it and let it change you
and surrender
forgiveness to the Lord
Yet I have been told
the day you commit a wrong
you surrender your forgiveness to the victim
Don’t victimize yourself
yet keep in check your wrongs
and let them be the impetus
to keep you on the right path
and this cannot be done
when you become indifferent
or forget the pain you have caused
or let the perpetrator get away
thinking they have been forgiven
they need to know
their actions are not forgot
nor is the pain of their mistake
for that is what will drive a man to change
and maybe one day to be forgiven…
Leave the mistakes in the past
for that is the message
of putting on a new creature
lest you choose to wear your horns proudly
To focus on love based acts
is in a realm away from fear
fear not the truth of you however
yet let love guide all you do…
Pierce through the veil
and see it is all part of the process
for the flesh will never touch the soul
it is the soul that touches the flesh
1990’s
Notes on this (November 18, 2017):
When you figure out what the desire of the soul is then perchance your thoughts will be focused at all times, and actions will come forth where no fault can be found. Let the desire to be forgiven drive you there to become conscious in all you do, and step out of allowing your body to be a sponge for chemicals of the mind that are stimulated by worldly appetites. Let what goes into you create what comes out of you to be holy and pure, aside from vanity when the intellect and the heart become one of purpose a journey home to one’s soul can be embarked upon.
I wrote this in the 90’s and I am not sure I agree with it all now…they were just thoughts passing through, as I struggled often with knowing I had difficulty in forgiving another. Yet the truth of it all, is there are so many things I need forgiveness for. The pain at realizing my own mistakes, and wanting forgiveness in every cell of my body I feel was lit at times like a fire that constantly burned. I truly did sweat blood once when I was reminded about my failings continually for days, weeks, months, and years as I was being guided somewhat by my own choice to allow this forceful reckoning to acknowledge my wrongs.
Certainly there are some things we know are right and know are wrong. I think what I referred to are the things we just do automatically without thought…being a part of a process. We also need to realize love does have conditions, it is not about just free unbridled love for all manner of things. Of course that would need a discourse, however a small example would be…something like if in a relationship, you would want to trust your partner would be truthful and monogamous, for if they were not, love would get sorely impacted. Yet, if it were true love, one could say, no divisive energies would be allowed to enter.
Back to forgiveness, it is still something that haunts me…not only absolution for my deeds, but in finding forgiveness toward someone who harmed someone I love, for I am not sure I will ever truly forgive his deeds, for it has affected my entire life and the life of my child. Yet, scripture does direct us…to forgive lest we not be forgiven…and that has been a bitter pill at times, and a humbling one too. The onus became for me to just take accountability for my own actions, and that was enough to cause me to quake in my bones…it was so alarming…I felt like I could never be forgiven…and like I was the walking dead….yet I had to at some point, do as is often heard….give it to God. I find it hard to forgive others as well as myself…but the best way I can go forth is to try to be as conscious as I can without being vain, and without living a lie…to do the best I can to do nothing I would need forgiveness for anymore.
I am not indifferent, yet I still am a bit numb, for if I were to saturate on feeling it all, as I have in the past, I think I would bleed out a slow and painful death. It is said when we die, the souls we have harmed will have a say, yet that our creator will ultimately decide our fate. I certainly hope if this is true that I will be forgiven. I know that in the end, I would have forgiven all others, save for but myself. I think that is why I like the Sufi notion that to love eradicates karma…yet to really love and walk the path is its own road to discover too. So many mysteries…unless what is, just is, and what is let go, can just be let go…but I have a feeling it is a bit more complicated than that.
For you see the picture I chose is somewhat a reminder to not follow, “love what thy will” (that is not sound doctrine/it’s satanic written in the Satanic Bible), for that is the way to hell. Love has conditions, no doubt, as does forgiveness, and to be forgiven…I pray we all figure it out…
…and try not to fit square pegs in round holes, like some of the thoughts I had may have been attempting to do…with stating it is a process void of the dual nature of right and wrong!
I know the pain of being wronged has it stages, from shock, to sadness, to anger, to wrath, to mercy, and it can go back and forth with all manner of emotions. I think for me, I focus on mercy the most, and in focusing my energy on taking accountability for the things which I can control and that being my actions, and choices. It is a very humbling experience to witness wrongs, but if it is possible to look at them and dissect them to eradicate them from happening again, then perchance there is a purpose served.
And worth mentioning…I was being taught starting in 1996 to dissect human actions by starting with myself, and in the process I undertook, I was naive to a certain extent, yet had a willful spirit to seek truth, thus in the process, some thoughts whether right (conscious/awake) or wrong (unconscious/in slumber) would pop into my awareness to contemplate and sift through for truth…and naturally in that process…on some matters the deeper meanings were yet to be discovered…yet to get to them…often I had to work through illusions of denials, and excuses, to strip those layers bare. It is ironical that often through circumlocutions things go from being superficially simple (often babbling banter open ended discourses) to deeply complex to arrive at a simple universal statement of truth.
Forgive your enemies lest ye not be forgiven, could this mean if you are incapable of forgiving others the real damage perchance can be you alone cannot even forgive yourself….to begin to even ask for forgiveness of others?
Oh yes, often at the surface we will beg for forgiveness or plead for someone to seek forgiveness, but are we ready to be forgiven in the depths of our being, can we stop the undercurrent that put us in a place to take actions to be forgiven for, and when we ask for others to seek our forgiveness are we aware of the depths needed by them to seriously need our forgiveness from the depths of their soul before we grant it truthfully?
For, if a man is void of understanding the errors of his ways, he is doomed to repeat them, and those ways come out in a multitude of actions.


I wrote once the following:
Blossom
The flower of a relationship
if forced to bloom too soon
is like forcing a butterfly from its cocoon.
I was struggling with this concept of having no fear that I was being told to not have.
I did not even think I had fear, so I was perplexed. I had studied scripture for about 3 years through a Bible study I participated in through BSF, and had dwelt on this matter for a brief time in depth and then subsequent to that I would contemplate it from time to time. (Wrote “Are you Listening” and “Heaven Sent” back then.) It was somewhat foreboding reading Romans and studying it. That is when all of a sudden I started freaking out a bit about thinking how some actions can lead to derision from a theological point of view, yet in the process, I came full circle to believe if one acts with love after reading 1 John, there can be nothing to fear. I wrapped my mind and resolve around that concept, and dismissed having fears, thinking the solution was simple, just love…now of course I had not been able to realistically keep my mind in that space, for I had not even realized how fears were at the crux of some of my thoughts at the time. So, when I was being told to have no fear, I understood the inherit message, yet to be told by someone to have no fear, all of a sudden caused me to have fears, as I questioned why in the heck is this person so hellbent on telling me to not have fears, it really made me question their motives. So naturally, fears reared their head (Reminds me of Living Colour’s song….Love rears its ugly head https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U-T…).
So this concept of No Fear spurred the following questions and thoughts:
No Fear – The struggle when detached from fear returns, could it be best to allow the fears – as they melt away – nothing is a forced will of detachment, so no later conflicts would arise? You can love and respect the tiger, but it is fear that makes our legs run. The survival instinct-fight or flight response-Stand and love the Tiger and get consumed. Is not survival based on the fear of Death?
It is a common thread I now see, for when one mentions to not have fear in speaking circles, often the very same argument to some degree comes up, where the premise inherent is fears keep us alive, and are necessary for survival.
Yet this is not realistically the case, it is our fears that will kill us. It is amazing how spiritual truths turn our notions upside down.
There is a difference between being cautious, and exercising caution verses practicing actions where from a subconscious place fears are motivating such actions.
YET, I still grappled with, well heck if the tiger comes at you, would that not be a healthy fear to get the heck out if its path? Then the question arises, is there such a thing as healthy fear? (Now mind you, I was being told to not have fear over loving someone, and it is interesting to note, how my mind went into survival mode as though I was being chased by a tiger!)
I took to sifting through scripture again this notion and concept of fear, what does the good old book say about this, especially in lieu of 1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear: because fear has to do with punishment. He that fears is not made perfect in love.
Then I stumbled in my search on to Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding, which is also mentioned in Psalms 111:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: a good understanding have all they that do his commandments: his praise endures forever.
Now that is when I opened my eyes some years after accepting an innocent notion to just have love at the precept of my thoughts. I started thinking, crap if I don’t follow the wisdom of the Lord then perchance there is something to fear??? I felt these thoughts resound in my bones, they quaked and shuddered and I went somewhat numb at the thought, of how some of my actions in life upon contemplation may have led me to now have a concern. I never feared God, I always loved God and this concept of a loving Father. (Another easy choice for me, as a youth, for I had determined that if there is a Satan then there is a God, and if there is not a Satan, there is no God, and I would rather believe in God in case he exists, for if he exists then so does Satan, and I would rather be on the winning side of my soul, by believing in God. Plus, I had decided the simple moralities within scripture and commands were just basic sound advice to follow whether one chooses to believe in a God or not. Then you have Buddhist concepts of transcending negativity, and the notion of karma, and it all seems to have a unifying thread, that our actions will manifest the outcomes in our lives, whether there is an after life or not, so why not be mindful of one’s choices, for we have in our power to create a heaven or a hell concerning our existence in the here and now?)
Yet, this concept of fearing the lord is the beginning of wisdom filled my being to consider. I thought in my sadness knowing my failings I was lost, and would probably never be able to overcome the human condition that led me into errors. I truly felt like the walking dead, yet in my numbness I continued to put one foot forward, and keep on walking. Yet the path is narrow, right? So many thoughts were culminating….he is the way, seek the truth, and it shall set you free…the Christos concept to examine the examples of his life and teachings, along with examining the life and teachings of the masters…what are all these gems of wisdom alluding to…considering the feet are swift to shed blood, and their feet run to evil…so many examples and sayings to consider….then I found:
Proverbs 3:6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.
So thus….my journey began…
to eradicate fear, guard my loins with faith, and surrender to walk this path….even in my humility, trying to correct my stubborn ways…being mindful to not be stiff necked…
Was I able to keep my vows I made to man, no not at all, but in earnest I have been working on keeping my vows to walk the path of love, the vow I made when called to do so…
whether it is folly or not….time shows me clearly it is not.
It is wise to use discernment, it is wise to not have fears, yet when faced with fears, make smart choices based on love based actions, even if it means running away from the tigers in life or in your mind that will devour you, or staring them squarely in the face…slaying the dragons that come and go, one by one…holding them up and eradicating them…for it is said many errors if not all by man come from a place of subconscious fear.
Analysis of some writings from the 90’s


A man from a distant land
He sees my face and knows
That I am the one he has searched for all his life
His soul has been longing to meet his cosmic twin
She is a woman with the mind of a child
Entrenched in all her fears
He beckons her to come to him and to leave all fears behind
In love there is no fear, we agree, and yet how our two hearts bleed
Her soul has been in agony in want of the merging of an eternal bliss
He is a man of will and intellect
Philosopher’s eyes and poet’s heart
Together they come
And together they talk
Hand in hand they walk
Often in harmony
Dreams are shared
Often in pain
The dreams are shadowed
By the little girl’s crying
And the big man’s will
And often by the little boy’s cries
And often by the grown woman’s sighs
She carries inside
The pain and anger of the past
He carries within
The wisdom of the world
To cry and to die and to live and to breathe
All over again and again
Will we ever dream again…
In the distance
but close
my distant twin
02-28-1997