And Now a Son

But it was terrifying…

And I was afraid

To believe there was hope.


And When they Fell

I did not know

The lives cut short

When planes came crashing in.

The years would add

To my dark list

Because events unfolded then.

And as the ripples

Touched the years

My friends began to fall.

They died in places

Without me

I thought I had escaped.

But planes that crashed

Took many years

To take away my friends.

I wish that I

Could trade my life

That you could know them now.

I did not know

That I could hurt

So hard and for so long.

The planes,

They surely killed my friends

Without a single touch.

On Cain

Perhaps Cain was more honest than me

Honest with himself,

Honest with his feelings,

Honest with God.

And perhaps I fear

That if I were likewise honest

I would likewise devolve

And come completely apart.

But what good does it do,

If I am held together

Only by lies and denial?

And where now do I turn?

I would speak to you,

But do I have ears to listen?

I would turn to you,

But you are unseen.

Lord have mercy.

Christ have mercy.

God have mercy.

I believe; help me with my unbelief.

Whiskey for the Dead

I drink whiskey for the dead

The water of life imbibed for them

Memories come flooding back

Of all they meant to me in life.
I buy whiskey they would not

Cheap bastards that they were

And I do not pour it out

For they would cry out loud.
I will drink for you my friends

My brothers who have died

And I will say a prayer tonight

And remember you are gone.