Penitentiary’s Soul

By AG

Penitentiary’s therapy
Thriller of the cage;
Or is it rage?
An emaciated man
covered in a crimson crown,
head unbowed.
Stall-fed verifier
Subsisting on other’s tears
Or is it fear?
Herculean beastly forearm.
Crisscrossed with scars;
Each slice a clash
With weakness.
IN the center of your pain.
IN the center of your fear.
Penance or punishment,
Heaven or hell
Monastery or grace?

You, alone decide.

My Heavenly Friend

By AR

If you leave where will I be

If you weren’t here what would I see

When I look at you

I see a person of all one could be

And when I’m your presence

I feel that paradise is upon me

When I need you you’re always here

I can’t find the words because none can compare

But for a friend in me I hold you dear

Because you’re an individual

Of much love, wisdom, and patience to share

A good friend is hard to find

But God bless me with one that defends

And for that blessing alone
It’s time I start giving mine

And show a light of my own that shines

Thank you my heavenly Friend