| natures divine one
he speaks to me
ideals- coded- faith
lace on the out side
sometimes
leather on the inside
always (a zapp of a man)
he is a man of his
time- a time behind
with hindsight i
fetch
he's an active- passive
relic
straightly taught is he
family and faith values
be a sin- if he ever
sought
the likes of him and me
he'll
be one- yet unfree
still he speaks to me
with a wordless harmony
locked away on the
outside:yet inside
is a bare incus between us...free
(such is the life source
of ones true nature
beneath lifes' tree...
tigh...may"98" |
(i wrote this one after watching the movie
"it's my party"- if taken out of this contex i am sure no one will
understand that when we care - some care very deeply- so in that tone
the words)
the neglected
in word, thought,and deed they lived
they loved and were loved and then came the time
they became aids infected.
how many walked away
how many stayed
how many died alone
because
we just didn't know
too afraid to care
wanted no contact
thought without concern
couldn't face the truth
some one in need
needed our love.
denial
aids doesn't exist
it will never be me
thoses with it deserve it
how many turned away
how many stayed
so none would be alone
when the end came
yes i'll shoulder your head
cry upon my breast
shake me with sobs
until life is at end
i'll do what i can my freinds
to give you tenderness
and life beyond this worlds breath
yes
transfer my warm lips
to your still and cold
and i'll whisper
i love you , i'll not forget...amen
tigh...5/25/98
(i've always had a hard time accepting death- as these words say i'll
be
looking past my feelings and extending love as i should have done a
long
time ago)
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