The Silent Hill
Metawriter
The silent hill has no resting place anymore It is as loud and crowded as that other The one where the noises overshadow the quiet places of rest But on…
Poetry
The Humbling
I rose I gained a high and lofty name I followed my own habits And slowly became me I walked the trails that not had before Wasting no time I…
A Higher Law
Question my mind The answer was unimaginable Subscribe to a higher law it told me And the writ law no longer applies to you What do you mean? I mean,…
Soul Cry
A soul once crawled out from the bowels of the grave That soul knew for sure it was on the road of the dead When a hand pressed to its…
Freed Heart in Staccato
Pap, pap, pap, pap, pap. Pap Pap pap.Look ma mi nah weepI just woke up from the long deepWhy it looks like everybody gone asleepCan’t even bother going out to…
The Song of The City
There is a song in my heart for you. A hope. A vision springing up brand new
Original Manhood
When mercy in our eyes is better than looking right When we can move on even though the insult is hot When we can simmer and hold the hands of…
Song of the Prodigals
You hold strength in the palm of your hands This you revealed when you found us wandering the lands You called to us and sang us songs that called to…
Ode to The Humbling Presence of Jesus in Free Verse
Oh that I could sing your witness To offer up your words to this generation in musing tempo All of all, the beauty of your holiness to look forward to…