Welcome to the Jungle

They found him

behind a dumpster

near the Mustard Seed Church

Somebody had beaten the crap

out

SILENT EYES

Go to town
See the people of society
The socialites and popular people
Going about their business without a care
They

Stare at the ceiling. Think.

No, nothing.

Roll,

Chin to sheet.

Stare at the pillow. Think.

Yes, something unwanted.

Memories

Lord, for my friend I now pray,
O draw her to Yourself today,
O come heal her inner pain,
Now may she follow You again,
She

Come into my way of thinking sleep on child
I'll catch you blinking get you in my way of
thinking

being a loser

I'll get you