Friday, May 9, 2008

To Wake Up - the sun shines

Shoot the sky. Make it bleed.
Drink the rain. Plant the seed.

Shoot the sea. Make it cry.
Eat the flesh. Fish will fry.

Tattoo the earth. Fill your gut.
Burn the blood. Feed the slut.

Tattoo the air. Singe our breath.
Cage the smoke. Fortell our death.

Defend our soil. Exile relief.
Open your soul. Pith of belief.

Defend our young. Wake the lie.
Burden with truth. Fail to die.


The place for the poems and the intrigue of a man's fight to end slavery, big and small.


All written in this place is for me. I have a deep longing to share everything. To never hold any thought for myself. If you stumble upon this and enjoy, I'm glad. If you stumble upon this and dislike, I'm sorry.


His purpose was to save us not from pain and suffering, but from meaninglessness. -Erwin Raphael McManus

Some want to live within the sound of church or chapel bell; I want to run a rescue shop within a yard of hell. -C.T. Studd

Religion exists not because God loves too little, but because we need love so much. In the end, all religions misrepresent God. They either dictate requirements for love or simply become a requiem for love. -Erwin Raphael McManus