Marked in time

Time stands alone
Yet terror beaks intermittently throughout the day
We take up our 2nd Amendment rights
And hope that they will see the light
But of course, it is our own disguise
That really evaporates our eyes
And lasts the day until we see
That tomorrow can not be won
With a lone armed gun

Suffice the soul

Suffice the soul
What walks with magnitude yet buries its ingredients in the sand

What builds a wall in impunity yet bustles into the front yards all alone

What do we do to trip our own consciousness?