The world doesn't know how to be satisfied
The angels lost all will to save our broken lives...
Last night I saw a shooting star,
Right outside my window...
I was told today in church
That feeling you have no meaning...
Taken to remote viewing
interrupted by meals on wheels...
Sometimes We have to cry
Sometimes We have to smile...
I see these ashes
That the children play in...
There is a white tip to the rose's pedals
It exists in just a whisper; lost in a spin of...
I write alone
Nobody at home...
I hate 2 look at myself,
What i see in my reflection...
Walk along the road of life
And tell me were you see the light...
Life after Life; Life after Love
Life is sent from the One above...
EARLY 2004
Inspiration comes and goes...