• Somewhere away, I understand my blessings
    Counting them, as angels seem to avoid rescue
    Counting them, before a darker atmosphere

    Evaluating and measuring
    The beams of balance
    Between right from wrong
    Throwing unborn child
    Into the river
    Drown it all away
    Let it fill your lungs
    Dead sea water

    Dipping my head with dew
    As I rise only to take
    Needy defeats moral
    Despair hardens emotion
    Hope hangs truth

    I can only count my past
    For this blank slate
    Brings no stable future
    With my blessing
    From this nectar
    Words may never live up to