Poem: Holding Down Those Who Would Rise Up

From up high the world seems small
From here son Abel can see it all
Misdeeds washed away
In the valley of humanity

Down below bathed in deep shadows
Brother Cain calls out what he knows
Down here in dark
Is where man is made

Poem: Embers

The night bursts into a thousand embers
Each flying to heaven and then falling like stars
Filled with potential to ignite the world
We’re here dancing in the storm like demons
In the tempest of hell on edge of the true inferno

Poem: Vagrant Spirituality

I met Jesus today underneath a bridge
We sat in the fire light of the burning refuge
Talking about sinning and salvation
What it feels like to bear the cross of expectation
And the freedom that comes from laying it down