Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

UNWISE JUDGE
04-05-06


I am as a child seeking answers to a crossword puzzle
Lost and alone, my mouth tightly muzzled
I am unable to ask the questions to get the answers
And so I become a servant unable to serve.

Rainbows bright, lie out of site
Somewhere in a sky I cannot see
Somewhere up above my light
Somewhere above my sea.

I am a child seeking wisdom and faith
Seeking another way to get around hate.
I am unable to learn life's games
They fill me with too much shame.

My eyes cry tears of dishonor
Humiliation worn like a name tag
Upon the sleeves of a coroner
Searching for truth in bags.

I am a child unable to see past my own age
Unable to learn from a wise old sage
And thus become entangled in a world lost
Devoid of wealth, neglectful of the costs.

I like very much this,

Upon the sleeves of a coroner
Searching for truth in bags.

Too much of that in life methinks!
but the dead tell no tales
though they do leave hints

look to the living
look to today and to a bright future, if you are able.

There's a rainbow on the horizon and I shall swing from it's half wings!

I am a child seeking wisdom and faith
Seeking another way to get around hate.

I like that.

Keep on seeking
The Zen dudes say it is all about the journey.

And I have heard it said,

"trust those who seek the truth, doubt those that have found it"

Thank you gentalmen for you words of encouragement.


love lots