Category: Lyrics/Poems

  • Teach me what to think, For I don’t even suspect that I have a mind. Fill me with information And call it education. Program me with your doctrines, And call it enlightenment. Show me whom to hate, For since I can’t think for myself, I will be as warm steel moldable and for good use.…

  • Is there no one to read These words that I write Though I wrench each from thought, and Arrange with all my might? * Is there no one to hear This song that I sing Though I tug at each note, and Harmonize voice with string? * Is there no one to see This canvas…

  •   Days begin, bright and clean, Little is known, most just shown. We don't remember, maybe none can, When we first realize something is wrong. But God . . .  A confine from which memory cannot serve. But all of us know it now, though some deny,  The crack, the void, the dark, the wound,…