I added some new recordings to Pheed
Check them out here:
https://www.pheed.com/Deuscain
Check them out here:
https://www.pheed.com/Deuscain
I stand over the corpses of friendships
grief-stricken and whispering, “Please come back!”
Their unobliging souls had departed
and left me in search of greener pastures.
In the winter months,
the earth is a sleeping bear
who dreams of the spring.
I’m thankful for the courtesy,
the kindness that you show to me
which serves as sweet salvation
in moments of desperation
to bring me back to harmony.
Angels and demons:
beyond the world and yet still
enamored with it.
There is no white noise:
it’s a cacophony of
pandemonium.
Country class
is city crass
you bigots, pass –
don’t be that ass.
Next generation,
whether nature or nurture,
we’re responsible.
Tear down their walls of stone and pride,
the fortresses in which they hide
turned away from their disgrace
afraid to even show their face.
His laugh lines faded
replaced by deep furrows of
worry and regret.