This is the new blog...CONFESSION ZERO


Breath in the trees,
Souls under the sand,
Eyes upon the heavens,
Hearts floating the Tigris,
Voices of the people
in the wind singing,
"Children come home!”.

They knew we were on our way.

Why would they be in the street?
Why weren’t they where they should have been?
If only they’d stayed put!
If only they’d listened!
If only they’d have done as told!
If only they’d paid attention!

They knew we were on our way.

Breath in the
Souls under the desert,
Eyes upon the universe,
Hearts floating the
Voices of the people
In the wind’s
"Children, you’re not forgotten!”.

They knew we were on our way.

"Come home, children!”

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