Poems from Zensho
Owe we not our souls to God
For sin entangled we fall so far,
Beaten and bruised giving a sacrifice
Yet we in ignorance condemn our lives...
Begin the heart’s drumming beat,
Eternally locking our secrets deep,
Never ushering sound of defeat or joy,
Enraptured by life we turn so...
Hear the rusted cries of silent mouths,
Weeping bitterly, but not out loud.
They smile to your face,
But in their hearts, they feel...
Life—stops in a moment
Bang, cut, gone.
Safety—is an illusion
Zip, clip, done.
Survival—the one goal
Teen, street, alone.
How—did I end up...
Round the bend, Round the bend,
They say I’ve gone round the bend.
Off my rocker, off my rocker,
Frankly I’ve never been on a rocker.
To...