Without religion,
where would we hide
What would be our reason,
could souls justify
What would excuse the killing,
cleaning deaths stain away
What would forgive tomorrow,
for the sins of today
Without preaching dogmatic,
what weight to our words
While unbaptized inside us
—awaits the true Lord
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Silence Unheard
Unchained from the structure,
enslaved by the words
My voice to the wind
—freeing silence unheard
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Love Takes A Bow
I look at the money,
asking—what’s it all mean
From the toys to the honey,
and the years in between
I look at the statements,
as my love takes a bow
Thanking God my abatement,
although late—came about
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Then And Now
My deal with the future…
my debt to the present
My deal with the present…
—my debt from the past
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Values, Time Withstood
The logic in morality,
lay hidden in the math
The danger in neutrality,
an unwillingness to act
The numbers tell the story,
as no Poet ever could
Their truth the final glory
—in values time withstood
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Emptiness Within
Are your words predictable,
are the feelings staid
Is the truth rehashed,
the same pavers laid
Is your verse now tired,
its veneer worn thin
Whose mask barely hiding
—the emptiness within
(Dreamsleep: June, 2019)
Hand In Hand
I don’t like money
I like freedom
And in this new
Millennium
It’s hard to have one
—without the other
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)
Don\'t Blaspheme
Don’t talk to me about form,
when the feeling isn’t there
Don’t talk to me about substance,
when experience is rare
Don’t talk to me about insight,
when reflection is ignored
Don’t blaspheme an epiphany
—in the presence of the Lord
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)