A Prayer For Purpose

I don’t live in Bedford Falls And so I cannot see How everything would be if there Had never been a “me” At times I’ve felt most keenly I would like my life to end; At other times, I felt nothing Except, without a friend In this, I find, I’m not alone It is a … Continue reading "A Prayer For Purpose"

Depressing Street

He played out on Depressing street When he was just a boy; The life that he was born to Had a minimum of joy Their hope had been abandoned For a laboratory friend; And every day, in violence Someone’s stay came to an end He lived in squalor, shabbily And found that, as a teen … Continue reading "Depressing Street"