Wait On Your Knees

What was so good about yesterday?
All the tears and broken hearts
The years of searching
Only to understand
What you were thinking
Is it really such a grand deal?
Did we love with purity?
We swore on forgotten dreams
We laughed at our weaknesses
And while our children sleep
We say prayers for tomorrow
Protect the ones I love
From the monsters yet to come
Yesterday can only be remembered
By those who say tomorrow
Is coming around next week
Sentimental kisses and letters
We've clenched with desperate hands
Today is no sweet ride
My love, yesterday will soon become
What today has happily lied

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Silence Before Dawn

Sometimes fear grips me
like a jealous lover
seeking his revenge.
Fear can whisper
in my resistant ear
the darkest of secrets,
scratching lies
like a knife on glass.
My heart pounds
and my pulse thunders
as I long for conversation
or the strength of security.
All the while,
it is the silence of uncertainty
piercing through the chaos
like a persistent stranger
whose eyes are constantly fixed
on my every gesture,
every shake of my head
and every push for a smile.
He laughs at my pain
as my tears fall
from my head to my knees,
and he slips away
when the Light surrounds me,
leaving me be for now.

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