An Uncertain Tide

The waters of uncertainty crash on our shores

A briny sea beckons questions

The love of beauty

The fear of death

Wrapped up in a single wave

Seafoam gentle and curdled

Up on the shores of our land

The tide of uncertainty has rolled in

One hour late

But is here to stay

Here to stay

An uncertain tide

Has rolled our way


Is there a Right?

Is there a right

A place where you can be alright

Whether the answer is yes or no

Is there a right

Can one truly be wrong

Without any truth answered



If there is right

Can I choose this

Rather than choosing wrong

Can I choose it

Or does right choose me

Will it pick me up

Or let me be

Can I only know right

If I had been wrong

Right must appear

Through frustration and hope

But in the end I know

I hope

I can choose what was right

Because life is short

Yet days can be long

I hope that in the end

I can choose

Right from wrong