Widowed Souls

There is a piece of land between the railway tracks and the main road which takes me home. Its unkempt, stark and strewn with weeds. Although a pathway runs below the tracks leading to the other side of the road, the barrenness of this no man's land, meant that it was not used by pedestrians.… Continue reading Widowed Souls

Beatify or Demonify

I am looking for that flawless symbol, like sterling gold, To place them on a pedestal, and wait for them to show me the light, Never swayed by temptation and never choosing the line of least resistance. For faith requires to believe in the unblemished, the wise and the faultless, In those who when at the crossroad,… Continue reading Beatify or Demonify