Crying is the affirmation of feeling
Feeling being the only authentic compass in life...

Hello my dawn filled world
Dove grey clouds sprinkled across my sky...

Vision is our predominate sense
Photos movies from the mind...

Bombs they blow stuff apart
Concrete, bricks, cars, and people...

Give me a break!
I am stepping outside of the planet for awhile...

We punt with what we have, no more
What can we do...

Me and my photo album
Pictures are superior, digital will have to do...

I am another kind of drum, beat me.
Floating about the back waters of this mind...

Flip flop like a fish out of water
I am dying from the inside out...

Call me names if you will
So dam what...

The inner me longs for nature deep
Dawn a winter's day on the high-veld...

I am nearly an old person!
Stuck here in no man's land...