No Road

the road home. gone,

the terrain difficult,

no trails seen,

the reality, I must find my way myself.

the same as everyone must do.

 

Bridges

darkness spreads across the world,

hope seems gone,

trust the path,

find the bridge,

we will make it to the other side.

 

War

hate creates hate,

until violence grows uncontrollably,

loathing, the sire of death,

and  war,

war, a tangle of webs,

not easy to escape,

while violence is bred,

and the destruction grows,

prayers for all trapped,

as God watches through His tears.

 

Colors

colors on the canvas,

blend and contrast,

creating a painting,

unique,

one of a kind.