Poetry is in me, it’s beating with my heart
In rhyming couplets, no finish, no start
How can I go on, when my life’s been torn apart?
I’ll rhyme on forever, part by part.
In no time at all, I’ll be free & independent
A psychiatric survivor & descendant
Replete & refined & glowing resplendent
Just as fate has no doubt intended.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 