Conviction III

I like to get off with people, I like to lie in their armsI like to be held and lightly kissed, Safe from all alarms. I like to laugh and be

My heart goes out to my Creator in Who gave me Death, as end and remedy. All living creatures come to quiet For him to eat up their

He said no word of her to Nor we of her to him, But oh it saddened us to How wan he grew and thin.

In the flame of the flickering fire The sins of my soul are few And the thoughts in my head are the thoughts of a bed With a solitary view. But the eye of eternal consciousness Must blink as a bat blinks bright Or ever the thoughts in my…

Tenuous and Were my guardians, Precarious and Tenuous, Two Romans.

I always remember your beautiful And the beautiful kimono you When you sat on the With that tigerish

Our Bog is dood, our Bog is dood, They lisped in accents mild, But when I asked them to They grew a little wild.

I do not ask for mercy for understanding for And in these heavy days I do not ask for releaseI do not ask that suffering shall cease. I do not pray to God to let me To give an ear attentive to my