the hand that

now you dont know my name,you dont even know i tried.if you think you’re angry now,if you think you’ve lost it all….what you gonna dowhen the rent comes due,and i aint across the hall?you used to call me baby,i used to rock your world.work all day and love all night,you were my baby girl.but we…

i hear the guns, and the moment after,i hear the blood of bodies in the fields.i hear the cry of babies without mothers,i hear the hunger of faces without names.i hear the whisper of god in the homeless,the hearts of the poor in the falling rain.i hear the truth beyond all lies,i hear the hand…

or maybe it’s with God-either way, i seem to be losing.when right + right + right = wrong…what the hell do you do?so i just keep digging,dirt walls falling in on me,water up to my knees!and i keep hearing laughter…or maybe it’s just the soundof my heart telling my soulto move on!or maybe it’s just…

silent too long, boils with rage.and with one final surge,of unrestrained passion,breaks free from the pedestal,with the fury of need!long wings covered with dust,unfurling with beauty.take to the air,almost gulping with flight.eyes too long dim,blaze with raw hunger.the falcon loosed,driven for the taste of flesh!

unloaded my old shotgun,and stood it against the corner.i lowered the flag, put out the fire,put sheets across the windows….turned off the lights, pulled off my boots,and walked out barefooted into the night!sometimes you just get tired oftrying to save a worldthat doesnt want saving…when you cant even manageto save yourself from yourself!and sometimes it’s…

are we the only ones still bleeding,infidels by choice!whose house and whose light,whose name on the box?will the soldiers then come,and bury what we’ve been?when feeling departs,another intimacy begins…too often lost in the waves,and insects that sing of night.have we lived our life,to be flashlights and rubber boots?doth not this ache strip silence,to that which…