Leaving This World (+1)

I’ve looked and watched

 you turn away

 

Seeing things

 you’ve long denied

 

I grabbed the lion

 by his mane

 

Staring through

 the devil’s eye

 

I bought

 a one-way ticket

 

While never

 looking back

 

I’ve sailed and searched

 the roughest seas

 

My rigging

  often slack

 

I gave away

 all that I had

 

And asked for

 nothing more

 

I played the game

 and damned the rules

 

Rejecting

 any score

 

I stole my fate back

 from the wind

 

Which blew

 from side to side

 

And asking once

 my only wish...

 

  —to leave this world alive

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

 

 

 

Veracity's Child

 

There’s a great luxury

 in telling the truth

 

A richness verbatim

 no lies to refute

 

A strength of conviction

 beyond substance and style

 

Through the ages adopted

  —veracity’s child

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)