Kindled Lies
Is the artist in me a liar
or the one who lives proscribed
Are my words and deeds in conflict
which to breathe and which to sigh
Would King Solomon have an answer
to this split I often feel
Would salvation hold my name in check
or today my soul to deal
Do excuses, like intentions
pave the way perdition shown
Do the reasons then abandon
idle hope when left alone
Can the spirit claim what time has lost
in its quest to stay inspired
Can the truth once lit inside my heart
— keep all kindled lies afire
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)
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