Requiem

Hermes guides me
Toward the river Styx
While the dead swayed
To the beat of drums

I hear the mighty phalanx marching
And war dogs howling
All dressed up for battle

Grief

Let me drown in my own tears
Choke on my own sighs
Collapse under my own weight

Ah, what a drag this life is
Apathy and coldness a mask
For brokenness and scars
To walk halfway believing
That lies are truth, truth lies
Bothered by memories
Of dark days gone by
Or whate’er it was we called
A pale fragment of life
Spent searching and seeking
The truth, the end we so desire.

I Am Baffled

I am baffled
By the sinking leaves
Whose death
Signals my end

She smiled
'Neath a guise
Of self-doubt
I saw the leaves
Fall freely
Grasped
And snatched
By her oh-so elegant
Hands

And we thought
We built walls,
Whilst searching
For shattered hopes
Strewn at the pavement

She sat quietly
Swallowing her dread
And then felt nothing

She glared
Turned her head
Looked away
Staring
At a dimly-lit sky

To The New Adam

It was one of those Fridays when workers
Weary from the week's toil groaned
Let us rest our tired bones
And heal our bruised limbs

It was the day when the mob,
Bloodied and out for blood,
Sought to make you their Christ,
To die at the hands of powers that
They all too often scorn

You will find that the rest
They deem fit to allow
Unlike what some of us had in mind
Will free you from their clutch
And lead you into the arms of him
Who await your coming

I bid you adieu
I send this world’s greetings to your master,
Him who has wrought havoc,
And planted the seeds
Of murder and mayhem
On the souls of such as these
Who befoul God's green earth.