The tide of our fathers, violent and flowing How you tried not to lead us so astray The napalmed memories, forever glowing Haunt the dawn’s misty start to each new day Life’s redeeming waters, flowing on the delta patrol How the sweat beaded, endlessly …
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From the collection REMINISCENCES OF MY DEAD-END STREET In the confusion of the autumn wind coldWhen life slows and starts feeling so oldYou unlock the secrets, forever untold… Read more in the collection REMINISCENCES OF MY DEAD-END STREET
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A Drifter
A drifter appeared, over the rise
Listening, to a distant baby’s cries
Puzzling, as he stood, in the night air
Wondering at the shining star, hanging there
Over the stable, just outside of town
Shepherds passed him, on their way down
He contemplated, all the interest shown
In the mere birth, of a child unknown
And he felt hope, for the first time….
A drifter appeared, over the rise
Listening, to the distant wailing cries
Puzzling as he stood, in the evening air
Wondering at the man, nailed to a cross there
On a mount, just outside of town
Mourners passed him, on their way down
He contemplated, all the interest shown
In the mere death, of a man to him unknown
And he felt peace, for the first time….
A Clean Well-lighted Place
Joined at the hips but not at the brains All blood spills and flows from the strains The suits walk in, compassion walks out Why’d you have to go and make me scream and shout I don’t expect perfection, but why’d I have to fall …
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