POVERTY
Sheets of corrugated iron...

When I finally walked into God, I found out he was...
That God of the holocaust who heaps silent...

Sometimes you need to think in braille
To see what life’s nobly bits are teaching you...

Let me scratch the maggots out of the pie
Put a rock at the door...

You will be on my mind forever
Fragile, soft, all exposed, courting hurt and pain...

Jesus mentor not saviour
That gets them going...

Trombone Saxophone set a mood
Lead guitar leads the way...

This is truly a demon haunted world
Reading the dark revelations of anothers mind...

Growing old and still searching
Saying prayers...

This is not a fair world
Some of us are born clever than others...

I got your back you got mine
When times are tight...

A warm embrace
A smile...