Our world cries out in sorrow again
People dying on lonely streets
And blood is shed and spirits crushed
It seems that history repeats.
Would that we could see the truth
Of all that’s good within our sight
That we would see our own great wealth
And help to ease another’s plight.
If we could see and do all that
And in ourselves we understood
Would we not find ourselves at peace
And know at least we’d done some good.
©Joe Wilson – The world cries…2014
Were I a man less fortunate
If I could not my words express
Would I not humbly shun the light
And all my boundless thoughts compress.
My heart is full and begs release
Outpourings flow from deep within
And words flood out and take their form
Of love and pain, and life and sin.
To sit and wait these countless times
Considering this or that to say
Thoughts writ in beguiling form
Thus written they then speed on their way.
Characters flit betwixt mine eyes
So fast sometimes I cannot catch
Letters caught in mêlée furious
I place them here or there to match.
When all these letters are thus laid down
In words to make some form or sense
Then read by one’s discerning eye
With open mind and no pretence.
Who reads these words I cannot know
But surely if when read they think
That thoughts they have become theirs now
Thus quill or pen make seamless link.
©Joe Wilson – to express oneself…2014
…nagging doubts (quelled)…
He arrived and saw her all alone
And wondered if she felt lonely too
Or if she had come here to their place with him
But then their eyes met and he just knew.
He still could feel the love of old
And hurt still from what she had done
But something told him she still cared
Say something now or be undone.
He slowly walked across the crowded room
His head still full of nagging sway
But seeing her so vulnerable, his heart reached hers
He took her hand and chased his doubts away.
Many years since that time have passed
Their love has grown and grown and grown
And of that time so long ago
They remember, but keep their thoughts their own.
©Joe Wilson – …oh the misplaced doubts of young men…2014
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