Empty Haul

Giving up on things that matter
Mind, body, soul; broken, battered
Empty shell no longer man
Memories blow like Harmattan

Words hidden in every breath
Never spoken was my death
Letting go of past today
Future looks in disarray

Hide my heart, break the mold
Lost at sea, empty ships hold
Sailing night, no compass point
No more people to disappoint

*3-17-08*