What Crosses My Mind

  • I Stood Alone

    Faced with the truth I sighed, A nation is lost in rhetoric. Words now are turning lethal While everyone’s focus is small. I stood alone outside in the cold, My imagination lost in despair. I could wonder out loud if I wish, Though little would it matter. A machine is gripping our lives, A mechanical…

  • I Remember John Lennon

    I’m listening to ‘Mind Games’ right now. I woke this morning imagining I would write about John Lennon, this being the 38th year since he was gunned down outside the Dakota in New York City. I’ve since visited the site many times over the years, and every time there is an ominous takeaway that speaks…