I cried
yesterday

and what little
was buried inside

got out—

spilled all over
the floor,

flooding the walls,
the windows,
and the doors,
dripping from tables,
chairs,
and pillows

at my feet.

And how I stood
there in silence,

hearing the clock
tick and talk,

waiting for
someone—
anyone—

to come and
save me.

It's only been
thirty years.

Father God
Doesn't spare the rod
Or spoil
Any boi or goil.

Saint Paul
Was honest about what he was like when he was Saul,
And he was like a devil
Doing evil.

I once was a fierce warrior
I would have given my life for yours
I remember fighting back-to-back, side-by-side
I would have given my soul for yours
I no longer have anything to fight for
I am free

   --- Magi

Dear Bigot,
Best check what DNA
Has to say.

Many of us have
A little wink-wink
In our background.

Besides being horrid
You might condemn
Yourself!

Lawrence Hall, HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com

                                      Runes Recently Discovered

We have mysterious runic messages still
Appearing this morning – there, on the road – see them?
Some say these irregular scrawls mark utilities
But you know, there are Wee Folk in these woods