Friday, November 18, 2005

Sleep slowly drips out of my head
as I listen to the winds that mercilessly
whip outside, stirring the air, Turning the earth
making the waves of time and life scroll by
with enchanted accuracy.
I am not alone, I quip in my little head
But thinking of my advantage,
in contrast to the disgusting, chaotic mess it's really become...


what is the solution?
we learn of all the heartache, and what really can we do???
It's frustrating to come barley close, not even face to face
with the Evil and ask where do we go from here
So isolated,
so safe in our heated homes, fences to keep the world out of OUR little piece of the pie, while children are violated, wives are beaten, hearts are broken again and again
Please let our spirits perservere so we are able to do SOMETHING
ANYTHING
before EVERYTHING of this physical life goes to HELL.

1 comment:

kanadians in korea said...

amen, amy. my heart agrees. i love that first line - "sleep drips out of my head"...