The first step

Attracted by the window and the light
I walked towards it, those were my  first steps
The memory of an act  creates insight

Oh,mother I can leave you,I can fight
Now I move and noone can me stop
Desirous of the window and the light

Implicit in the action is the flight
Growing is not smooth, it is abrupt
The memory of an act  creates insight

Yet somewhere other, there is greater might
That one day caused me angst, that made me trip
Humbled by the window and the light

After every day, there comes a night
Abjection is the cup that each must sip
The repeating of an act  creates insight

Children are  not injured when they slip
When they rise, they quickly can forget
Attracted by the window and the sight
We all must stand and walk but  in curved lines

 

 

Agnus Dei

At the end of the day,at this moment in time,all we can say is how did we get here
Nobody can deny, things are not what they seem, nor what they  may appear

We’ve been here before, you can’t flog a dead horse,take it as read
The leader in the Times, the origins of the war, the death of God
The atheist in the  room, take it from me,  the Church is dead
Does going to church make you Christian, does confessing sins make your morally superior?
Who was the Samaritan and why did he help?
I can’t deny that I  have seen the Light.I put it in myself
Why are  you not having an extension, what was your sentence?
Is there any justice in the world, and if so, where?
This is not the road to heaven but it was on the sign post, it’s hard to believe
 they would confuse us with the Nazis
Did the Romans know Jesus?
Why ask now?
We want the truth to come out
From where?