Saturday, May 14, 1994

calling

I was talking with God
And his only son
Wondering around aloud
Of how much has been said
Of how little has been done
I was told to rise my self
In service
In name
In vision
In love
To open myself
To the love of forever
To still my self
Hard for impact
Of a crowd that won't fade
The harder they hit
The more he calls to me
To let go
Of this pain
All this shame
All this game
I see where to go
I know how to cry
I hear him call me
I here him calling my name………..

Never is Nothing

When is time?
Down the line,
Will it be?
Everyone will see,
Down deep inside,
All the same,
Somewhere to hide,
A new day,
Another name,
Escape the full moon,
Into a trip,
Of never ending doom,
Nameless the tap,
Addition to your room,
Down is up,
Out is always again,
Never is nothing,
Anymore!
FenniganT “94”