Freedom on the rise

they're looking at him

and he makes his first move

it's time to show the facts

they know he would

he knows he should

and they're coming for him

from all walks and sides of life

worried, about the way he speaks

exposing their lies

and yes, he speaks the facts

destroying, their false reality

destroying, a perverted way of life

he sees, them back down

he sees, them subside

he sees, fear in their eyes

he hears their silence

he sees, freedom on the rise

(c) JR. 2023 

Wish you were here

 

and here I am coming down my mountain

descending into the lost contents of my weary soul

looking out over the hills covered with my patience

and I know I'm a long way away from going home

and I wish you were here where the trees smell fresh

bearing their purefying fruit for a stricken mind 

continuesly on the run as I cannot stop

'cause so much has come weighing down on me

and now  it rains pouring down its remains in the gutter

of my lost tomorrows as yesterdays sun has let me down

and I so wish you were here...

will you take me ...

home ...?

A lonely road

somewhere, out there someone's waiting
walking down a lonely road he has never
seen or known

and he's looking about him waiting not
seeing the richness in his life, he thinks
it's only pain and sorrow that have arrived

now looking ahead into the distance he sees
something out there, a stir on that lonely road
it's that light of fortune coming his way

it has come to take his pains and sorrows
and turn them away

(c) JR. 2019

Just a word

I find myself searchin'
walking through the sadness
of a weary night lookin' for answers

lookin' for the word
once whispered in my ear
and now so hard to find

an' I know it's out there somewhere
locked in the wings of time waitin'
hopin' some day somewhere

it will come to me
walking through the sadness
of a weary night

and yes, out of the sadness
came the word and darkness became
a cloak laying over my shoulders when
it told me

I would no longer
walk through the sadness
of a weary night


(c) JR. 2018