THE PRAYING DRIVER

I pray, heavenly Father, for myself, and for each passenger,
As we embark on such long journey.
Help me do nothing that would our precious lives endanger;
Let me esteem our lives than money.
I am human, therefore come and control the steering wheel
And save us from any danger ahead.
Come, Father, and drive us carefully home when I tired feel
That none ends up in a hospital bed.

THE TELEPHONE

So ’tis both useful and deadly:
Yet its usefulness or deadliness
Depends on me!
If I use it wisely, to me it will be useful;
If unwisely, to me it will be deadly.
This is why many souls have lived and many died
Because of the telephone.

WASTED WEAPONS

Maybe the lost Targets
Are all not mine.
Maybe mine is coming…
One which shall
Forever be mine,
Even if I struggle not.

WHAT IT MEANS TO LOVE

To love is to have holistic trust!
’Tis not of one’s own partner to be jealous.
Trust is the relationship’s crux:
It is what makes the relationship glorious.
Baseless jealousy the relationship kills;
And does not make lovers secure.
It only, lovers’ hearts, with hostility fills,
And makes it difficult, to endure.

BEHIND THE BLACK SCENE

As you see me, I seem hapless;
I seem to know nothing.
But truth is, I am not hopeless:
I really know something.
That is a reality!

TRIBUTE UPENDED

If you want to praise me,
Praise me today, now.
Tell it to the whole world.
Do not wait and lie
When I die, in my tribute.
I wouldn’t need it.

GRIEF CHILDREN

I take these steps todayAway from homeIn search of bread. My children… If I go and return not,I leave you with God. I stagger onIn this path of darknessInto the future ofUncertainty. I so dread this journeyIn search of morselFor your bowels… If I go and I die helpless,Poor children,I leave you with God. In