I bent my will into the wind,
a final last rebuttal
And felt it rage against my soul,
in anger that was total
I pressed again, and then again,
and waited for an answer
It blew back hard, and harder still,
its force a rabid dancer
One last time I pushed it back,
its vortex caving in
Whose fury split in breezes tamed
—my destiny within
(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
Trapped Within Myself
With words to seal my coffin shut,
I said my last goodbye
To journey down and re-reflect,
on what I said, and why
It’s quiet in my earthen grave,
no light to mark the time
My flesh to rot with bones exposed
—finality unrhymed
(Villanova University: January, 2020)
Excommunicado
Death to ethical morality…
—the secularization of the truth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)
Politice Rectam
Married to correctness,
divorced from the ideal
The truth becomes enigma,
veracity to steal
Facts bury in self interest,
the cheaters run and hide
All trysts a fated exercise
—philandering with lies
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)