To Death Do Us Part

In The Beginning The Light Begins It's Dimming And So It Begins Until It Comes To The End Listen! anxious issues avoiding the ashes of agony's aftermath A gasping grasping grief lacking gratitude, oh stinging solitude. A memory's mourning numbing nightmare, does anyone care. Incapacitating I'm weak, the incoherent outbursts of the meek. Jaded! fearful…Read more To Death Do Us Part

Reject The Label Cut It’s Cable

A another sunrise echoing visual overtones in my disappointing sky blunt broken birdsong causing diverted attention, now apprehension. The cadence in a choir's chorus of worry before cautioned confession dulling emotions dim disquieted disputes in the lies in my aspirations Clamoring compliment of consensus conspiring in extracting consent descriptive incantations exaggerated iterations and all that…Read more Reject The Label Cut It’s Cable

Crime callously, Justice’s fallacy

Along this meridian between need and abuse those mingling shades of lies among an excuse. Allegations! a cautionary tale of coercion's collusion an elusive forensics connection to justify protection. The human denial, their dark side before every trial suppress punishing sanctions, improbable speculation. Reckless action causing harm, traumas tragedy alarm shackled when convicted, justice and…Read more Crime callously, Justice’s fallacy

I’m Along My Mother Is Gone

This shroud of death distinguishing yesterdays light a moment mourns memories, my woe in that imagery. The rituals in this vigil, numb my vows before this foe a keepsake your tenderness glows as the winds blow. Gathering griefs gratitude at the grave site, before tonight sorrows solemn sadness recounting the blight that's insight. Heed the…Read more I’m Along My Mother Is Gone

The First Nation’s Devastation

In this new land in the time before, these new men's aspirations clawed their way ashore. This allure lacking an alliance in allegiance, frayed garment garb denied their future malfeasance. Anxious but amazed at what lays at their feet dazed they glaze, this bounty further than eyes can see. The birch bark beckoning the ark…Read more The First Nation’s Devastation