The Sun Still Rises

Sun rises on
a new day
flickering light
from dark corners
of my soul

I refuse
to surrender
to sorrow
for I know
love lives on

light and fair
the thorns
and trenches
on my trail

seeks faith
to kindle
hope’s flame
light and fair

spring’s sun
delight behind
winter’s somber

Breakfast at the Diner

They talked
of Jesus
between bites
of bacon
and runny-yoke
soaked hash browns

They talked
they mocked
bleeding hearts
shedding liberal tears
for the souls
of the others who are lost

They talked
and chomped
on buttery toast
cheering chains that bind
the others to choices
they’re not allowed to make

They talked
of Jesus
between slurps
of creamy coffee
but the way they talked
I knew

They didn’t know