upon a fractured path
he stands so proud
with his gaping wounds of woe
ripped wide open in horror
his music he whispers solemnly
to the wind
trying to catch even a fleck of the
knowledge he needs before he can go
the defeated lyrics he shares
bleed havoc in distorted retrospect
survival is his coat of arms
jagged reminders of yesterday's wrath
speak from behind threads of despair
that he has yet to fully sew around
in this latest given jacket of life
pain is a teacher
yet for some
it cripples them in its devastating wake
the soul is overshadowed with the personality's
corrupted view
objectivity is all but bankrupt
in THE HEIST of the higher self
that is allowed to take place
so the good samaritan in one's self
must rise and take breath
and make the call to stop such crimes
against the true self
this is the only way graduation from one's dire circumstance
can magnificently occur
as just getting through life
doesn't cut it with GOD
we were put here to live
not just endure
the life he has given us
until
these bodies
die......................
Feb.11,2003(1230pm)