night shift

hush now, the clock is ticking
lights are dim
in windows flicker
shadows pierce
the fog surrounding
snow glistens
reflecting light
where darkness snickers
hush now the clock is ticking

hush now, the world is sleeping
my mind is racing
rest is fleeting
even the moon
with clouds is covered
and stars above
have disappeared
the day is over
hush now the world is sleeping

hurry now, it's almost morning
the sun is peeking
straining slowly
against the backdrop
of drooping eyelids
and pounding rhythms
almost ready
silence reigning
hurry now, it's almost morning

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untimely death

How could I tell them the truth
their son lay lifeless and blue
his feet now clammy and cool
his eyes a colorless hue

How could I face them alone
their knees bent down on the floor
their words an echo forlorn
their faces in agony torn

How could I in duty go on
his memory still hovering near
the smell of his laughter adheres
the sky and the moon hide in fear

How could I in despair lose all hope
when I know life and breath He controls
quietly all my questions elope
and gently my tears He cajoles

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anonimity

lost in a world full of people and worms
a number, a name, just a peep and a squirm
pictures not taken and faces forgotten
words barely spoken, phrases now stolen

around me the feeling that others are not
as lonely or broken, or tied in a knot
illusions of happiness almost deceive
in quickness of mind the lie I perceive

prayers that reach the expanse of the height
of faith that is shattered and now taken flight
if only the crumbs would fall from his table
giving me temporary rest and i'm able

the hem of his garment is out of my reach
i stretch and i strain he's all that i need
suddenly weary the quiet is eery
he reaches to me he knows me completely

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potholes

potholes and craters
dream terminators
sudden, unwanted
surprising, undaunted

i try and i swerve
unsuccessful, the nerve
of others who curse
my thoughts intersperse

avoid them i would
if only i could
bumpless and easy
i wouldn't grow weary

but it's the potholes you see
that allow me to be
all that i am
and hope to be

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doctor

doctor, doctor, i'm in pain
they cry out to me in vain
don't they know they're not alone
look around at all the clones

doctor, doctor, i've been waiting
i hear them thinking echoes rising
if only they could understand
i'm just a member of the band

doctor, doctor, please help my child
he's fallen, i can't wake him up
i turn, i try, i'm almost blind
i wish that i could make it stop

doctor, doctor, don't you care
i'm not a number to erase
i stare, i wonder, at each face
and silently in prayer i dare

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Sin

i can barely hear him now
i wonder with a frown
what's gotten in the way
please make it go away

i'm powerless to fight it
it's quick and quite destructive
no matter how i want to
i find myself inept to

some say i must try harder
the current is getting stronger
my only hope is higher
my God - my Jesus - savior

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