Hurricane Shoals

 Hurricane Shoals  7/17/2014

Black out the morning

And black out the sun

Because this world is diseased,

Sick, twisted, and dumb.

The sweet sickly smell of death

Swirls in the clouds

As we count our children

And pray for the best.

It is good to love

And it is good to care

But beware the manipulations of evil men

To use the innocent

And the defenseless. 

Others have stormed the beaches

But some will crawl in the back

Either way, the result is the same

With the passage of time. 

I can start the story

But it is for you to finish

As we each live out

What we decide.

It takes courage to speak your mind

But it takes guts

To endure the labels

As we get another chance

Every single hour.

I drove to the desert

Just to shed my skin

Hoping to emerge

New and clean. 

To start all over

With new eyes

And make my life over

Better than before. 

But no matter

How hard you scrub

We remain the same

Unless we renew our hearts

From the inside out. 

The outer man

Belongs to the world

But the inner is where we think

And make decisions. 

And the day we think

About what we are thinking

Is the day we can choose

And open the door.    

That is the day

Of new beginnings

As slowly we become

Something entirely different.

I have waged war

In the battlefield of my mind

Praying in the day

And praying at night.

The world is silent

But I keep on going

Making myself nothing

In the eyes of others.   

The story goes on

But it was never about me

As I get off the boat

And sink my feet in the surf.

The beach is here

And it feels good

As we move forward

One inch at a time.