The Idolatry of War
(or, the common burden...

How would you ever
learn to make wise decisions...

Is
there...

Like a water paint under the rains
life has colored me in blurs and a swirl...

Took the key to your heart
from under the front doormat...

There are shavings and
dust and laughter...

I know where all the time goes
though twenty years sped by in a flash...

Learning something new every day
is not necessarily a good thing...

Mid July summer is sad
less than half left...

There are times I feel my life has
gone upside down for no reason...

The boughs droop low;
even the tree is overcome with sadness...

Why did you make me a fighter?
Thought you did me a favor...