Robert Lee Haycock writes

Today's LittleNip(s):

A BETTER MAN

Humiliated
It made me a better man
To know I was not

SEARCHING

Steeple top neon cross
God's radar round and round
Searching for the faintest
Echoes of forgiveness

THE BIRDS ARE FED

For the pigeons, bread
Sister, sidewalk sleeper, starves
But the birds are fed

RICH MAN

Hot water faucets
Make me a rich man wanting
For nothing at all

 

SING

A song without words
Though it hurts when I hear you
Please sing it again