maybe because of our children starting school, and all the history they're still not taught. talking till i'm put out to sea, which looks to be coming sooner then it should.
where in the wilderness of time
walks a broken man
what prints does he leave in the sand
with just rhyme under his command
burnt flags color his hair
still long from his days of
street theatre revolution
he stands alone
before the jefferson memorial
washington usa
a lost man
still with something to say
walks a broken man
a poet
without sand
on a highway
lost to weeds
and broken concrete dreams
blind judges walk the
circle game
a life of changes
so that a nation can remain the same
hiding all its stains
on the underside of
all the unspoken poet's
sighs
god bless the unwritten word
and those unrecorded tries.
- jude
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