Bluer Than Words Allow

  Bluer than words allow God’s great oceans set free Not to be contained You cannot own the sea Technological advances Now seem so moot Driftwood without direction A sailor has no roots

Emerging From The Cool Waters

Emerging from the cool waters Morning swim to ease my mind My soul’s been hacked I needed an escape to unwind Society is advancing But merely on the people’s rights Media’s a crooked lapdog We’re doomed if we refuse to unite