Give up your torment,
take back your verse
tomorrow upon you
for better or worse
Take up your wishes,
give in to dreams
sleep in denial,
old memories scream
Free up the moment,
strike out the past
damning the future,
its promise unmasked
Strike up the silence,
freeing new words
seizing the instant
—forever unheard
(The New Room: May, 2022)
America Bleeding
Democracy’s demons,
they follow and stalk
for every freedom
they strike like a hawk
The cost of liberty
its downside abides
to follow intrepid
with vengeance as guide
All men here are equal
to right and then wrong
pursuing their happiness
the short and the long
Hoping the majority
will rule most benign
many to suffer
from licensed decline
Nobility’s tenure
its reign has been long
but treachery threatens
the best of our song
Tomorrow in focus
the few and the brave
must suffer the arrows
that seek to enslave
And onward we struggle
to save what we can
as menacing trouble
within starts again
This fight more than worth it
the day is now late
America bleeding
—our future at stake
(The New Room: May, 2022)