Many faiths,

one hope

 

Many questions,

one plea

 

Many voices,

one vow

 

Many wishes

—one dream

 

 (Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

Enlightenment…

where humanity and intelligence cross

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

A jungle of circumstance…

preying on the silence

 

Each verse a whip to crack the dark

—and tame the angry lion

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

Fans screamed,

the future cried

 

Freezing the moment,

truth underlies

 

Freedom on fire,

music bespoke

 

Silence irreverent

—voices of hope

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

Ability to free,

impossible to seize

 

The moment but on loan

past-future to deceive

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)

I write for the

aberrate visitor,

that stumbles upon my words

 

A buried shaft

for them to mine,

a voice that can be heard

 

Each poem baptized

as a child,

redemptions holy source

 

To comfort those

in pain and loss,

escape from their remorse

 

A secret voice

for searching ears,

that wander then alone

 

A haven safe

to offer hope

—and welcome them back home

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

 

The miles I’ve walked,

the verses I’ve rhymed

 

The demons I’ve fought,

the mountains I’ve climbed

 

Each word as a sword,

its meaning a shield

 

To ward off the darkness

—and never to yield

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2019)