What I Learned by Reading the Side of Facebook Today
Who scored the winning goal,
While two jets crash,
With no death toll,
Will I send funds to Bangladesh,
When I stroll,
Where Archduke Franz Ferdinand,
Waved goodbye and told,
A Serbian gunmen,
“What up, I gots to roll.”
Night Prayer from the Somme
As I descend into the trenches and darkness falls,
the fear of tomorrow rumbles above.
To my right I hear the songs of my past.
To my left prayers are being said.
As I prepare to sleep, may my life be truly yours.
May the steps I take into the unknown light beyond the trench be led by you.
May the words I say be words of life and hope.
And amid the chaos I encounter,
may I clearly see all the joy you have waiting for me to see.