Lean On

But I've got a love

though, and she does

love me, so she says

oh, she loves me good

with room to stand

I'll take her hand

together we'll go on

both knowing it's

the other that's strong

who else would I lean on

Lucky

How lucky

the captured

prisoner of war

bars and barbed wire

hold back the dreams

of a lonely man

like crabs

burried in the sand

You're nothing

The powers that be are about power nothing more,

once they have it you're nothing to them but a vote,

a voice to be ignored between elections

Time gives and takes

 

It was another cold and dray day when Andres finally met Lynn.  One of the other prisoners in his barrack had died the night before. He could not sleep because of the screams of the men. It pushed him to live out his one and only surviving dread in the world.

How he got past the little protective group around her he still doesn't know, but he did. He twisted and turned through them all and walked right up to her. There he stood for a long while, the ohters stood watching him to see what he would do.

He collapsed from lack of sleep inches from the woman he loved. Moments latter he woke to the prodding of German guns. The crowd was gone. His time had come. Only his brother survived to tell of this instant of love.

We're Lost

We've lost ourselves within

trapped inside, obsessed

witness to our own demise

Promises

The future was a promise of hope

all we had to do was believe

and the darks days would never be

but promises were just the rope

that hung us, not our reprieve

Refreshments

Take time out to refresh the soul, you'll feel better