WORD : I don't know where I am

Sent: 2/25/2004 9:11 PM

I don't know where I am. I've been working. Trying to keep up with the paperwork that flows in and out of my station. I've declined a date. On the count of being sick after marching for peace in frigid temperatures. I've been irritable. In missing time with a friend at a movie over being so stupidly me. I don't know where I am. I hear so much. I listen to what our leader says. Finding myself laughing. Discovering others rejoicing. Where am I?

This week has been a long one. I keep waiting for something to inspire me and give me some lift. Alas, I find myself still shoveling the garbage from the curb.

= Just a little purge.

WORD : my voice got lost

Sent: 2/25/2004 9:06 PM


my voice got lost in my shirt
as i pulled it over my head
and i wondered if anyone
had heard what i said

there was a muffle
but not much of a statement
a ruffle of the shirt
but nothing that hit the pavement

i wanted to repeat it
but unfortunately it was gone
there was something i was saying
but the shirt did it done

perhaps it was a blessing
you didn't hear my muffled voice
perhaps i had said something
that would have altered your choice

my voice got lost in my shirt
by grace, no one was hurt

WORD : a day in the life

Sent: 2/25/2004 8:54 PM

Life is up and down, outside inside, inside outside, topsy turvy. As I walked home from work today, I noticed that the moon is back out in view. I always miss it when it is gone. It's like a comforting bright light in the night for me. It seems to help me see my way, and when it is new and hidden behind the shadow, it always seems to affect me. I'm not sure if this is astrological or just my perception; nevertheless, it is.

I found out this afternoon that I will have to find a new place to live in two months. My landlord has sold our building and is generous in giving me time to find a new home. Although I'm not worried and do trust that God has a place in store for me, I can't help but feel melancholy as I do love this little place so much. It is hard to be uprooted yet again, and it does call into question just what I'm doing here in New York City.

I have this overwhelming feeling that I am to be here and that everything is as it should be, but impatience overwhelms me, and I keep wondering and asking, just when are things going to start moving more quickly in my life. When will I find that happiness that I seem to have sought all my life. Am I getting any closer? I hope so. I pray so.

Ironic that on the day of my mom and dad's wedding anniversary, President Bush declared that I shouldn't be allowed one. The present government frustrates me and causes much despair for me when thinking of those persons that will follow me in time if everything is to remain as it is. Poor human beings. After so much time and so much suffering, one would think that we, as a complete body, would learn. Alas, I'm afriad we are learning all the wrong things.

These are my thoughts today. Perhaps they aren't the most poetic. My voice has been muted. Hopefully soon I will be given the strength and encouragement to speak again. Again, I pray so.

WORD : little cute sweet america

Sent: 2/15/2004 10:49 PM


little cute sweet america
is about to take a lickin'
from her european sisters
who found her out
about that wolf
that wasn't even there
she's just making everybody scared
while choosing something to wear

little cute sweet america
is about to take a lickin'
from her european sisters
who will grab back that blanket
she wraps herself in so tight
they snitch, "she hurt herself
and she hurts others
when using all her might
without true sight
she's not always right"

they're right

poor little beauty america
will certainly take a lickin'
from her european sisters
and though deserved it is
if she'll open her eyes to kiss
that of the world she is the Miss
humbly taking her spanking or two
learning that her lies will not do
perhaps america will Truly be
all she's meant globally
for when Miss America used to say

world peace
end to hunger
end to poverty
end to thirst
world peace

God heard what america's queen said
too those prayers came from His Head
His little gem america with smile so bright
within her He sees His Light
the question seems to be
is she smart enough to get it right

let's get it right.

WORD : Him

Sent: 2/7/2004 1:09 AM


oh God I want to write
it's been such a long time
since I've felt your Might
and I wonder if you have
completely left me
is there something more
that i should see
and yet within me there is this fight
something in the world that doesn't
well, it doesn't seem right
so much of it has gone astray
and I'm not talking about
mere naked display
I'm speaking of Your love
it's different
the one that your Dove
done do much Simpler
therefore, i'm awesomely amazed
by the Promise You made
to You
to me
about the real Love
that You and me:
We
give to each other
and i ultimately give back
to Thee
for it simply can't
(and isn't) be
about the green money
nor even about the roaring fame
for in You there is The Reason
i hope we all HOPE the same
that humanity finally recognizes it's brother
and then takes in him his lover
then so the Bride, humanity, is
Christ will take
as His

pray