Poetry Archives

Winter of the Buddha. 
Words written in our
fathers blood. Rise
pagan lepers rise. The
desecration of the land.
The battle for our freedom.
God standing over us in
rage. Man’s destiny in line
with the menu of a Muse…

She calls on you brothers
and sisters asking you to
understand, and to
remember that those who
pray with love in their
heart all ask for the same
thing regardless
of the Name of their god.