All of These Days

These rugged
hands
Held me so tight
All of these days.

These warmed
ears
Heard me all night
All of these days.

These wearied
eyes
Never left my sight
All of these days.

These chapped
lips
Whispered me to sleep
All of these days.

All of these days
have come to an
end.

These clenched
hands
Hold you so tight
All of these days.

These awaiting
ears
Hear you all night
All of these days.

These wanted
eyes
See you throughout the night
All of these days.

These cracked
lips
Sing you to sleep
All of these days.

All of these days
Have begin
again.

Freedom's Just Another Word

Freedom's just another
word for nothing
left to lose

I've got God on
my side
they say
look around only
to see
lines drawn
in the sand
each saying they
are right

The Left saying
they are
right
The Right saying
they are
not wrong

Those in
the middle are
crucified

I know what
I am told
I know what
I feel
Not meeting all
along
At odds
sometimes

Funny thing about
sand
It changes
with the
wind & tide

Lines behind
become
lines before
over time

Learn from the
sand
Listen to the
wind
But be anchored
on the rock