Root of All Evil

What has love of money done
For all the souls entrapped by luster?
What happens to them after the fun
By the demons is finished and done?
Do they have any wealth to muster?

But look an old woman in poverty gives all
She has, without reserve or regret
Ignoring money's alluring thrall
Responding instead to the divine call
She'll be rewarded when all is done and said




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Joshua Fahey

Waiting

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Joshua Fahey 

Aged Haiku

Fall banners of old
Remembrance of warmer days
Memory of life


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Joshua Fahey

Vulgar Politeness

Polite is the meeting, polite the man
Which in the fleeting lively struggle
Attempts politely to arrest the action
Which seeks where Wisdom ran
For leaving a meeting for a woman
Goes against the polite plan

Vulgar is the eating, vulgar the tongue
Which in its seating within the soul
Corrupts that warm and gentle Wisdom
Into a song that's never sung
For leaving off pleasure to hear a woman
Is not where vulgarity is hung

Catholic the vision, and Catholic the heart
Which in its mission is common and noble
Lively as fire and gentle as rain
Plants a strong seed that will start
Growing to God in both man and woman
And burns the sin that keeps them apart




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Joshua Fahey

Western or Eastern

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Joshua Fahey 

All Souls

In the longing fire that cleanses my bones
Clears my eyes while my soul atones
I turn my face to your fair city
And a wind cools me from prayers of pity



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Joshua Fahey

Hike

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Joshua Fahey