The Christians
and the Gnostics
can either sect be right
Would God omniscient
have created
such violence and blight
To **** and maim
**** and burn
for scripture misconstrued
Defies the spirit
and the mind
— disproving Him anew

(Villanova University: February, 2024)

The playing field level
your words versus mine
A race to forever
embedded in rhyme

The score has been tied
neither side giving ground
Both phrases and couplets
inscribed to astound

It’s late in the game
when a stanza takes off
Outpacing the others
no images lost

As darkness approaches
but one voice remains
Returned from the heavens
— posterity claimed

(The New Room: February, 2024)

To understand
deeply
the one to the many

Salvation
unquestioned
the weakest in need

Your heart always
truest
when starting the journey

The sheep
that’s been lost
— where humanity bleeds

(The New Room: February, 2024)

Truth
a heavy burden
speaking loudest
from exile

The distance
and confinement
like a magnet
to iron

Imploding
within you
when ready
for travel

The weight
of
delivery
— the roar of the lion

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

What is faith
but a journey
What is time
but a moment
What is truth
but a figment
What is love
— but goodbye

(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)

Speak the truth
at your own risk
Wager fortune
for just one kiss
Walk the tightrope
of joy and pain
No past or future
—the moment gained

(The New Room: January, 2024)

Satan hides
within the shadows
Among your thoughts
his evil trolls
His masquerade
beyond the body
  Feigning silence
inside your soul

He takes up space
at God’s indulgence
The part he plays
unscripted low
In brimstone’s fire
he finds acceptance
From prodigals
his demon’s flow

The battle royal
lasts forever
Cast in darkness
waits his throne
To live in shame
while unrepentant
A trillion souls
—one more to go

(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)