Tag: iron

• March 29, 2022

  Chains

  Rusty shackles clink. They stink of old iron overused. Leaving orangish hues on pale wrists that came into the world chain free. The world binds up the truth and locks it away. Anticipating that trapped souls never escape. But an eye with a singular purpose fills the body with light. Salvation is a narrow road…
• November 3, 2020

  Campaign

    I got something to say… Campaign I don’t peddle great change or hope I’m not running an election campaign So I don’t need your vote But I would greatly appreciate it If you read the letters I wrote:   I don’t represent you But I pray my openness Can correlate with you Let warm…