Steve says to the Monkey, “I’ve never submitted my poetry to anyone. It might be horrible. Anyway, here it goes.
Deeper Than My Thoughts
Passion for truth, passion for achievement
Thus I am taken from where I am needed
Sometimes there is pain deeper than myself
With the knowledge of this great loss
A knight on a crusade, I fight for my beliefs
Many battles are fought with success
But there is this light in the distance
The beacon of happiness burns bright on both ports
A certain satisfaction tainted with sadness
I love both of these lands, but one I call home
Glory for home, it is not the reason, I believe I am right
And I succeed with righteousness, but it cannot fill the gap
One truth discovered, one known deeper again
All the fight, all the pain, all the drive, all the lost time
Forever she is there, and therefore so am I
For without her, time would end
Steven D. Larsen
The Monkey nods and says to Steve, “I Feeel your pain.”