* We walk in the steps of a nation Wrought in anger- Of past deeds Which we leave undone; For the future to pick up. 3rd February, 2010

* What is done I cannot change, No matter what They are written in blood forever; So I cannot forget And must continue to regret. Every day forever It trails after me- And I quake as it draws nigh. 31st January, 2010

The Poet He walks amongst the Paths of Inspiration To the finality of the stanza. 29th January, 2010

Salvation My salvation will come At the hour of my ascension And there I will learn Of my eternal future: Confinement or Freedom? What will He decide? What is His plan for me? At my salvation He will utter one word, But what...? What...will that be? 27th January, 2010

* A collection of writings That tell my story to all those Who take the time; To pause and look- And thus reveal to my creation. Together in this space and time, Moving gently From foreign land to foreign land; Unbeknown As well as un-begotten, But those who walk on; Following in my footsteps- Find peace without doubtful glances to left and right; And finally ascend upon the certain knowledge of reaching His gracious hand At which Christ sits in wait for our return. 27th January, 2010