Ben Bump Poems
|1.||Hide And Seek Of The Soul||4/8/2009|
|4.||The Thieves Of Lives||4/8/2009|
|5.||The Secret Spot||4/8/2009|
|7.||Warning- Contents Under Pressure||4/10/2009|
|8.||Hunter Of Kunar||4/13/2009|
|11.||A Boy, In Passing||4/8/2009|
These words our silent footprints,
along the path of time,
like drawings on the walls of caves,
that none may ever find.
Our thoughts were once a living thing,
and like bones they will be scattered,
neither created nor destroyed,
someday none of it will matter.
You've given these words a purpose,
now carry on the same,
for the poets who walked among us,
long lost without a name.