Does music have a language,
  does feeling have a name

Is love the sole survivor
  that calls beyond the grave

Do excuses have a reason
  for the falsehoods that they spew

Does honor have a season
  to restore the faith you knew

Do all mothers have a father
  or just sons to tell their tale

Do all preachers write their sermons
  to rehash what God curtails

Are the words then just a token
  when cast out from the heart

Is judgment left unspoken
  with belief cut up in parts

Is direction now forbidden
  and all meaning thusly doomed

Is laughter all but hidden
  with its smile partly groomed

Is today beyond tomorrow
  and why replaced with how

Do the questions feign an answer
  indecision—your last vow

(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)