Look…
It’s not as dark as
The absence of light might
Make you think.
You can’t see your feet
And
Jesus doesn’t love you but
As long as you love something
Else
It’s good enough.
And
Sometimes we’re lost
Down bulleted alleys
With reports piercing
Nothing but our
Ears
And even that’s not so bad
If you’re looking through
The light spilling
Out of the aftermath.
It’s not a race to make sense.
It’s change into what you want
Or
Be changed into what you don’t.
Can you take it from here?
January 31, 2009 at 6:25 pm
Reading this leads me to ruminations, to make an internal analysis of sorts. The questions asked are far from trivial; they can move choices, flip lives. Thank you for sharing this. Cheers.
March 1, 2009 at 8:01 am
Just passing by.Btw, you website have great content!
_________________________________
Making Money $150 An Hour
October 10, 2009 at 2:09 am
thank you.