Crime and Punishment

A job-less graduate has retreated back into his parent's basement;
sleeping on a futon and playing obsolete video games.
With the TV on mute, dancing blue on sheetrock, he admits,
"I guess my identity is not in my career".

An abandoned grandmother unfit to manage a home
is shoved into the 7th floor of a section eight housing project.
Among cat needlepoints she says,
"Even here I hear the breath".

When what culture passed of as romance died in the newlyweds' life
and they both woke up gassy and surrounded by dirty laundry,
with fear and wonder they said,
"I still love you, yes I still love you".

As the suburb mom, signed her son out of rehab,
with a kiss on the forehead, she smiles like a Russian,
"do you believe in Lazarus' rising from the dead?"

Hear the rhythm
Catch the melody
From the disaster
His love will
His love will