Like a road to heaven
Is persistence...
Although the road may seem cold and dark
Your life it may be filled with pain...
You believe that a drug can cure you,
You believe that a knife can impale only skin...
They'll never let me into heaven, to them doesn't...
Heard the man every word he said, you know, he may...
You always had me
scratching at the dirt...
When I was just a child
my mother said to me...
Quiet contemplation
My reflection in glass like a ghost...
Emanated on earth by hook or by crook
we live and breathe the gift of life...
I wake up sweating
from a dream...
That’s all it takes.
We could...
Here we are
standing on the...
I see beauty,
in this land...