Some Poetry

With love in my heart I walk this Earth
Watching the deeds of men
With the Soul and Body of no worth
I try to make amends

Brother O’ Brother there is no word
To stand before the Gate
Brother O’ Brother it is absurd
Your reverence for Fate

No land bound spirit within
Nor tainted mind without
Can with forced means begin
Casting atop their doubt
For both take essence and time to cultivate anew
This lasting Globe fit in Holy garb worn through and through