As I sat in church today,
Couldn’t find words to pray.
Because dear God—if You still hear.
Look down—we’re filled with fear.
You could change this. Couldn’t You?
Just one breath—or a spark or clue.
You are the reason why children still cry,
Why unarmed, hopeless people die.
And there still are wars down here,
Not enough reason for cheer.
I find it really hard to believe,
This is what You would wanna achieve.
Sorry to say, but that’s why,
I believe You are a very well-told lie.

There’s a place
in time
of no return
where you’re destined
for the end

A ride
straight down
with no reverse
to break
no longer bend

A final stop
on Hades
train
where devils
wait in line

With all
new couplets
in the flames
and nothing
— left to rhyme

(Dreamsleep: July, 2025)