Oh ‘God’ so many sad souls there are,
Bring them near despite their wish for far.
Oh ‘God’ up on high,
Hold all the sad and weary nigh.
Oh ‘God’, let them know your face,
Though burdened find eternal grace.
Oh ‘God’ show them heavens’ gates.
An infinite life where true happiness awaits!
K. Aldaya, 11/07/04
Demeaning Violence
Has the violence really stopped,
‘Cause we don’t use the guillotine?
Or has it just clearly chopped,
Into our life routine?
A helping of constant demean?
K. Aldaya, 11/05/04
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It’s too late. Far too late.
Why do some think they can change things past date?
It’s too late. Far too late.
Nothing can ever change the past: a closed gate.
It’s too late. Far too late.
Things will never go or change.
Past is fate!
It’s too late. Far too late.
Nothing will e’er be better,
So don’t wait.
It’s too late. Far too late.
Don’t think the pain will soon leave,
And be straight.
It’s too late. Far too late.
I know the truth about the past,
That all hate!
It’s too late. Far too late.
None want to believe there is…ever the weight!
K. Aldaya, 11/04/04
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O’ Land of dreams,
I look to thee,
For perceptibility.
O’ Land of dreams,
Help me to view,
A glad fantasy anew.
O’ Land of dreams,
Let me there land,
On golden shore, bright and grand.
O’ Land of dreams,
Grant me true rest,
On a bed with fair-lace dressed.
O’ Land of dreams,
Bid me repose,
Within kindly dreams enclose.
K. Aldaya, 10/31/04
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Short Lamentation
Lamenting the transgressions,
Tears flow of scarlet penance.
Pains’ enduring lessons…
Isolation hence.
Today an Abandonment Prayer
Abandoned here again I pray,
That one day I’ll disappear,
Go to a land far away,
Where I have nothing to fear.
Let me go today!
K. Aldaya, 11/04
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
