creep your way out of the cave
dig yourself out from the deceit
organize the evidence
not to make a case
rather understand
but it’s hard to see the logic while pain seeps
sleeping giant wakes from dreaming
reality hits like a wrecking- ball
needed wreckage done to rebuild
a shimmering skyscraper
high above the caves of scorn hearts
and life missed
so go on living
take the ache and the foe
plant a step and leap
not everyone was forgotten
friends and faith can help cure what ills

© jacob greb — from lovers’ tiff: a ballad