jan19 - first day of the hellish nightmare known as "the grad retreat"

I face lonliness at the
front of the bus concept
and half turned heads
chins rise to greet pale
white asteroid pock marked
beauty rising above
reflected shimmer
snow cast cold and
crystallized above dressed
pines above prairie glory
stage right sun sinks
into the blushing forest
where are we?

kc jan19/5.00pm

My arms are a testament to the
worth of my soul (what is
soul)
And you say he cast his life
away for me
What sacrifice is that
if it could be picked up again
at will
Not very much. Not really any
at all.
Don't you see this.
And you say all this is worth
the effort. But you've read
through predetermined bias and
missed the point. You've
missed the message.
There's only love, pure humility,
and servitude.
   And the same gospel that
   saved so many freed so
   many forced on so many
   killed so many changed
   so many the same meta-
   phorical sword turned
   bad turned evil so where's
   the spirit and how is
   this Gods will and how
   do you sleep in self
   righteous beds at night
   knowing so many die
   because of the outfit
   you bought because it
   cost more money than
   their food for a month
   and how do you sleep
   at night
mumbling prayers for my
soul
you're the reason I refuse
to believe.
            kc jan19/11.00am

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