the left of center
the nose of pride to pay
by the chance in plain view, of my opinions
savage though a heart may be, my mind says may
paul, peter and mary
th lucre in the right hand of odd
busy minds will travel with thee
as if to say hi to God
tomorrow to buy a hat
that reminds me to consider the need
brisk unity in the eyes of all, who are that
risky vanities to hurdle, by the quickness of heed
i walk in the rain, and it reminds me
the judgment of your thoughts is for you alone
i disagree, the pact of history to come or bleed
love and war is seldom, it says, for the soul to atone
finally it strikes me, in a heat of conscience
the way to tradition is as we make it
the search for today as a kind of reliance
of a spirit to come together and be, a whit
thunder and lightning
the provoked anger in my head gone
was this much more than could could be, exciting
right now, i could all along