His Proud Tear

The boy who fought
The urge to wipe the tear
From the crest of his lip

Wore the brand with
Pride and would not rest
Till he showed the world

The tear that spoke of pain.
Oh halt the cars and walking
Men who dare to look away.

The boy is in pain today!
What horrid suburban calamity
Tore the fabric of his reality?

The boy who fought the urge
But couldn't win.
Who wandered back to smiles

Even if the force of will
Returned him again and again
The meandering mind got best of him

And action, tears, led to reaction
A swipe of hand and alas!
No more tear to brandish.

Good Boy! Good Boy.

They speak grandly
Of firm foundations
Of rock solid men
And women of force.

And then, they speak
Of God. This imaginary friend.
This great and soulful despot.
Their foundations.

What if men stand higher
On sand than cement?
What if it matters more
That the sand is soft
Than that the cement is
Strong?

What if the lie works better
Than the bloody reality?

What if it's not how
But how many times
You try?


The penitent man
Is an amnesiac.
But he just may be
Right!

Taste

Little winds
Flutter the first green
On spring twigs

And carry over
With a silken chill
On skin prickly with
buds.

Slide quietly into
The space no longer
Another.

Fear

He would not walk
In wet concrete
If he had sod or stone.

When it sets
He waits for rain.

Fear

To think,
If fear were killed
As easily as men.

Help

I have been trying to come up with something that Bush could do that would surprise me. Please help.

On His Grave

He was certain.

The Price

Guilt is not as expensive
As a life lost chasing false generosity.

The road isn't cleaner or dirtier
When you are walking alone.

To the Fearful

Smile at yourself
Its cheaper than therapy.

To The Serf

The pain isn't what it seems
Shrouded by detail and kept
Clean by righteousness.

The hoe may be lighter
Than the scepter or the cane.

To The King

When they guild your throne,
When your callouses are healed,
When the dream becomes the now
Memory will protect you.

To The King

When you are reaching for the stars,
Don't forget you are standing at the edge of a mountain.