Till The End Of Time
Tho most don’t know it; time is a king;
the ruler throughout physical nature;
commander and ruler of everything;
others’ titles are mere nomenclature.
Time determines when we awaken;
and when we go to sleep;
it determines when dawn is breaking;
and, how long
The Victims
Hardship has always been a season of life;
no one born can escape its throes;
wisdom outlines all reasons for strife;
necessity demands it’s imposed.
Life cannot be measured by material success;
materiality exists, but a season;
the Master insists we all face duress;
love is the
The Verbal Sculptor
Destiny has made me a sculptor of thought;
creating the Master’s messages of love.
But how can a sculptor create what ought;
with words that were crafted above?
How does one choose from the hardest stone,
to carve out an ediface of thought?
Does the Master
The Unfinished Poem
Often I’m a poet who talks too much;
perhaps it’s how it’s all designed;
maybe, with reality, I’m out of touch;
with too much to say, on my mind.
I attempt to boldly say what I think;
but, there is too much to
The Ugly Caterpillar
The Master was creator of all living things;
but the caterpillar seems the most ugly;
his appearance was not what beauty brings;
and, no one could say he was cuddly.
To many observers, he was called a worm;
crawling around, appeared his duty;
but, only by death,
The Tyranny Of Memory
Memory is a merciless master;
commanding my rapt attention;
focusing on my every disaster;
while hiding in another dimension.
Memory is never seen; nor heard;
but makes its presence known;
despite seeming somewhat blurred;
often appearing when I’m alone.
Memory often has hate on its
…The Unpardonable Sin
Much is written of the unpardonable sin;
as tho the Lord can only go so far;
such a concept seems unpardonable; to begin;
that God has a limit, seems bizarre.
We were instructed by the Master not to judge;
we ignore it; because we can’t see;
The Time Of My Life
What happened to the person I was;
and the one I thought I’d become?
I was transformed, simply because;
time said that it must be done.
Time raised me up from a mere seed;
created me into a baby;
as a child, he tended
