You like sand
Not like stone
Self like blood
Not like bone
Wind moves water
Wind wakes waves
I am the foam
Crashing upon
Cold crags
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
You like sand
Not like stone
Self like blood
Not like bone
Wind moves water
Wind wakes waves
I am the foam
Crashing upon
Cold crags
Gene G. McLaughlin 2016
Wickedness born of scarcity
Scarcity born of need
All entwined in a circle
Wickedness meeting with greed
Love born of sacrifice
Needs of others more than self
Hand extends to a stranger
Holding charity and nothing else
Empathy is the light that is endless
No scarcity in its domain
The light shines brightly forever
Opposition of apathy and pain
Gene G. McLaughlin 2013