Member Poem

QUIET MAN

Of Love,
I’ve sung so many vows
but find it hard to keep to one
In Hurt,
I've bruised my hands on stone
and fail to end what I’ve begun
Feeling – Outside – Hold Me

In Life,
I always stand alone,
Speaking phrases from some clever book I’ve never read
Choosing words
I hope to God will impress
Or stop you from getting in my head
Feeling – Outside – Hold Me

I pray to open with you
But I’m afraid to open with you
I wish I could,

Sometimes,
I wish I could run as fast as Superman
To somewhere,
A hideaway and be The Quiet Man