spirit

is the world funny?
is there sunshine after rain?
thundering the hatred.

throwing rocks at sea.
dropping blue for all to see.
where’s the other me.

the spaces empty.
rooms echo with dead voices.
a rich man alone.

the marble is soft.
yet the chisel cannot bite.
sculpting the temple.

with second chances
comes an opportunity.
please don’t roll snake eyes.

if i were rich man
would you still love me the best.
rags to your riches.