Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth.
(1 John 3:18)
"Laughter is the shortest distance between two people." Victor Borge
Why do you have to be a babbling-dork
just to acquire beauty?
Why does society-say-souls must-meet
first between a laugh?
First, to share truth and probably-pain
Second, to share-some-sunny laughter
Third, to share time and experiences
Fourth, to share a warm embrace
Now, I'm only speaking about friendship
But, just now, I saw a relationship forming
Not even following the way love should be
Now, I feel hate, I feel hardened
Although, I never give myself
I'm erupting like a volcano
Raging hatred that absolutely
No one knows, what they think they have
They have the American-Amor
Love made in the misused-U.S.A.
I wish that hatred would just ignore
That lost-love they're forming, everyday
Adam the American-Aristocrat
Poem IV
Brothers, stop thinking like children.
In regard to evil be infants,
but in your thinking be adults.
(1 Corinthians 14:20)
So you have met me.
Doesn't really mean
You understand me.
What you see is a shell
Of something shut.
Because we're no longer children,
Who play.
And we're not yet adults,
Who communicate.
I am of each,
You're in between.
Know not what you see.
Something really mean
Is all that you see.
What can you tell
Of something cut,
Who has lived but never been?
Today,
You sit and hide your faults
For too late of date.
Hearts never reach,
To what is seen.
Adam the Unseen
Poem X
As water reflects a face,
so a man's heart reflects the man.
(Proverbs 27:19)
Is there any room
For the shining moon?
It's reflective
Hides beneath a dune
Die before I live
Is there any place
For some misplaced face?
It's reflective
Hides ASH in a vase
Die before I live
Death is all done
Followed the sun
to somewhere
dark and dank
Never despair
head-steel shank
Die before I live
Is there any home
For a Complete Unknown
It's reflective
Hides beneath a phone
Die before I live
Is there any sun
For someone who knows none?
It's reflective
Hides beneath a gun
Die before I live
Adam the Lying-to-Lighten
Poem XI
The sun and moon will be darkened,
and the stars no longer shine.
(Joel 3:15)
My sun
is
undone
My moon
left
too soon
My star
fell
too far
My planet
un-
derstand it:
"Did
not plan it!"
Adam the Emptiness of the Sky
the Simplicity of the Moon
the Dullness of the Sun
the Closeness of the Planet
Poem XII
And our hope for you is firm,
because we know that just as you share in our sufferings,
so also you share in our comfort.
(2 Corinthians 1:7)
Undergo
Pain to grow
Undergo
Pain to know
Then we'll have something to talk about
Adam the Undergone