Humanity Pleads Perfection

If while our lives compete

silence stands beyond our wares.


Pre-disposed to finding value

in a fragile state of mind.


We dig humanity, its pitfalls

suggested to be given advocacy.


Wanting to forge forward in valor

a calculated appraisal of possibility.


When suggestion speaks necessarily

give allowance no matter scrutiny.


Find your peace in the beauty of time,

for this or ever complication subside.


We are resilient in a time driven desire

to find peace among masses the same.

© Thom Amundsen 2019

Fragile, Human, Love

We are a natural trip are we not

Stubborn, tough, confident

We walk into a room and we are noticed

Attention, smiles, familiar

We will need each other only when we want to

Cry, sigh, tell me why

Heart is aching tonight

Thinking about you, and you, and Grace

Wondering about choices

Deciding that while my life is lacking

Really how miserable that might sound to you

At this moment

Tubes, needles and ventilators

Providing fucking artificial life

Fucking artificial life

That final moment of acknowledgement

All that shit about living bold

Doesn’t matter

Doesn’t hold up

All that bravado was a lot of fun …


Yet, there breathes that inner demon

Struggling and gnawing inside

Often quieted in moments

When the outside needed to feel safe

Crawling through the mire of mortality

Seeking some serenity

It never came at least while you were

Breathing naturally

We can only pray

For in the night He holds the key

To deciding your elegant fate


We love you and know you and thank you

Quiet reminders of fragile human love