The Cardboard Breadman

When I Get Home

I feel the ravages of the storms of life;
sensing the end drawing near;
you were sent as my perfect wife;
I only dream you’re still here.

You left me, so many years ago;
tho it wasn’t really your choice;
our love barely had

I Love You, Darling

I love you, darling; tho you don’t know;
I’m simply a face in the crowd;
we were both sent here; that we grow;
so, I declare: “I love you”; aloud.

Waves of energy; we come and go;
this season has kept us apart;
here

Secrets Of My Mind

There exist, within me, many caverns;
of evils; to which I’m inclined;
such as clandestine nights in taverns;
and other, secrets of my mind.

Some things, I’ve done, I won’t admit;
unable to accept the blame;
those insensitive acts that I commit;
my

As The End Draws Near

Children are born all over the earth;
stadiums are filled up for games;
babies; slaughtered prior to birth;
most of them, never given names.

A woman murdered on a subway train;
while others stand by, in silence;
it was too much trouble to try to

Angels Of The Sky

We look skyward to determine seasons;
wondering what makes the birds fly;
only the Master knows all the reasons;
perhaps they are his angels of the sky.

Most birds fly in very precise formation;
appearing to know where they’re going;
feeding off the land; devoid

Vampires Of Love

Vampires are mythical fictional creatures;
living off the blood of the living;
often pictured with a living bat’s features;
thought of as vain and unforgiving.

Few still believe in the vampires of night;
tho many, dream of them above;
many sense love; stolen in broad daylight;

Idiosyncrasies

All were created as God’s reflection;
yet; no two are exactly alike;
I feel like I’m God’s imperfection;
like when I rode my first bike.

I find myself odd and very unique;
saying things to my detriment;
my idiosyncrasies; open to critique;
laughing; while others lament.