La La Land

Disappear into your smart phone,

the world outside is doomed

 

Your few remaining human traits,

have long since left the room

 

Disappear into your smart phone,

all life beyond is lost

 

Your feelings truly virtual,

you’ve paid a mighty cost

 

Disappear into your smart phone,

while others stand beside

 

And just like you they tap their screens,

faint proof that they’re alive

 

Disappear into your smart phone,

as time is winding down

 

All spirit tapped, emotion strapped,

your history lost, unfound

 

Disappear into your smart phone,

that bed you’ve left unmade

 

Your spirit cries as memory dies,

whose LaLa land you crave

 

Disappear into your smart phone,

its power now supreme

 

Your knowledge mapped and future trapped

—your destiny undreamed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

A Spirit Pure

It hurt so much it robbed her soul,

and drove her cross the line

 

The men she knew, the men she loved,

the pain thought once sublime

 

The last man in, the last man out,

now done with men for good

 

Her passion torn, her body raped,

a woman she now took

 

She lived her life on foreign lands,

with mirrors that denounce

 

She washed the staining from her hands,

returning count for count

 

And when she died the parson said,

upon this somber day

 

“A spirit pure but torn in half

—the best part cast away”

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

 

 

As She’s Leaving

Don’t you love her as she’s leaving,

her memory still in place

 

The times she lied, the times you cried,

vacant and displaced

 

Don’t you love her as she’s leaving,

the pain her mission bell

 

Tolling far into the distance

beyond heaven—beyond hell

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

‘Thanks Jim’