justice,
oh justice.
let the abused
and the maligned
the discriminated
and the alienated
those without a voice
have allies and friends.
let justice be on our lips
compassion in our hearts
let their souls
be our burden
and their tears
our sorrow

excuse me please
I am a little confused
struggling to understand
normality refused.
thoughts can be wild
emotions are strong
to run and to hide
do I belong?
I would like to believe
that I think as I know
I would like to live
without the dark doubt's shadow.

I am scared of my honesty
for it caught me by surprise
I am worried by my vulnerability
how I will look in your eyes.
for the words I found myself saying
were truer than I knew
they now challenge who I am
what I say and what I do.
how can I feign belonging
pretending that I wear
the cloth and the colour
and that certain holy air
I am scared of my honesty
there are much more questions now
will I have to speak, to give account
I really don't know how.

The tongue slipped

And I tripped

And fell into flippancy

Oh so regretfully

Speaking before

I had thought.

In an instant

Found wishing

I was somewhere else

Fishing, instead of

Ashamed and

Distraught.

have I said too much?
are you exhausted?
looking for retreat?
my murky imagery
draining life from you all?

this journey
this tiresome
wearisome
irksome
journey
the colours have faded
even the contrast
has become greyed.

the years have passed
yet the high road
that flowed beneath my view
still has a hold
and calls my name.

where is the blue of the sea
the rainbows
the laughter
the order
the chaos
where is that funny man
running and running?
yes, we caught him,
held him,
trained him
but,
where has he gone?

It is raining on the inside
and the sun outside
is making me feel guilty.