[fish hawk]

       ARE WE WORTHY

The passion of woman
Is drawn by the words of man
To surface in thought
Of remembered dreams
Soft as the gentle touch
Of a poem or a song
Yet, with great determination
To protect the heart
With caution and time
Most men do not see the 
Quiet armor of self preservation
Until they ride into it
Like invisible walls
The lesser strength
Turns out to be the 
Strongest of all
And with the quiet 
Patience of time
Stops, turns, and waits
For man to catch up
Sometimes we are worth it
Sometimes not.  

[fish hawk]

THE SONS OF MEN

The sons of men
Go off to war
To fight and die
On foreign shore

Some on the waves
Some in the air
In jungled valleys
Or desert bare

I pray to God
A safe return
And if there's 
One thing 
I would learn

I must not fail
To do my part
To praise our boys
In head and heart

For this very day
I'm living free
'Cause other's sons
Have died for me.