he wears a cross
made of spears
and a garbage bag
to keep him warm at night
he suffers
as only man will suffer
we hate him
we love him
it doesn't matter
he stays the same
he has no bad habits
and watches people walk by
listening with his head down
he hears in his head
either himself disguised
or a voice disguised as himself
he doesn't need to look at himself
for the space of who he is
and who they think he is
is a void as far
as the earth is from the moon
and in between the truth
there are the stones
marked
in a solitary man's words
he wears a cross
that bears his strength
of having no pride
and the only reason
they're made of spears
is to remind him
of death
day after day

Thats so sad.I hope he can lift his head high.We dont understand sometimes why we go through the things we do.But the cross to me means,God makes no mistakes we are all beautiful in his eyes.And noone can judge us but God himself.

that was great jimz

ooh powerful

(((( Jim )))))

Powerful indeed,, each time I read your words, I see within you Pain, Strength and hope,,,,

I agree LAMom!!!

The colours and textures of humanity...light and dark laid bare in a powerful resonance of the words ... and I am awed by the resilience of the human spirit.

It is all so rich!!!


I will buy the book Jim

So true Sherrie,,, I will also buy the book

You guys make me cry happy tears. Can we all be soulmates, is that allowed.

awwwww, jimz, wonderful!
and I want a copy of the book too...

Your words always touch me deeply..
such style and expression and emotion...

Book humm okay what have I missed now if there is gonna be a book I'm there count me in lol


Awww jimz another good one

We are all one...I think that means we are soulmates...all reflections for one another. We see the familiar from across the dark.