The Prodigal Gun

Mind redlined, wants weld dream, screams, reason's pieces; self melts, hate howls fire.… Satori. Alone now, the happy thumping led him home.

Jesus At Hammer Falls

I've a cross there

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there 

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there 

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there 

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there 

I've a cross to bear 

FATHER!!

I've a cross there 

FATHER!!

I've a cross to bear 

I've a cross there 

Father?

I've a cross…Father?

There.

I've a cross.

Mine to bear, Father.

I've a cross but,

Father, I will not 

Carry it off, will 

I, Father?

Tell me, will it weigh

Any less when borne

By a billion 

Shoulders?

I've a cross there 

You'll leave for 

Them to bear.…

Father.…