Both Hero and Mother

A warrior of great skills, yet not allowed a victory
She was not allowed to have ego, but she dreamed
Armored and armed, she was highly trained to slay
She also displayed skills to fight, she slew dragons
Born long ago, amidst the famines and the droughts
She had fought wars, with her husband, and hopes
With her goals fought to reach and attain, valiantly
She'd learned that if personal victories may fade
Measuring goals reached for others along her own
The true dream is to serve, and to reach by love
She fought for each innocent as she slayed beasts
She saved many children from burning villages
Never having children, she had become a parent
Her heart was vital, never failing or losing beats
She mothered children of strangers into futures
Her life had meaning, her life allowed victory
She entered the hallowed halls of the Gods
Her time on earth helped others, selflessly
As a companion to her samurai husband
They protected their kin, and village
While loving and leading their own 

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RISING UP

I've walked for months, trying to escape this urban blight
The world around me remains broken, stunningly broken
In this world of darkness, where there's no hope or light
Now a child rose, in the middle of the chaos, the chosen
Calling for the rising up, a revolution of beings in stasis
All planets will never come into alignment, never caring
All alone, in knee deep failures and million mile stares
We're led by the innocence of a child, and beg for more
Life in a penal system, trapped in questions not asked
Is freedom worth this pain, is it a choice for our life?
As we follow, seek the light in perpetual darkness
We ask the question, shed the lies, we find answers
We simply must be patient, be wisdom, prevail
The child shared in her moment, all the prayers unspoken
Everything we'd wanted, still was not there, and still
If we'd known all our lives we had meaning
We now had hope, even alone and quiet 
It wasn't yet known, it was hidden behind the veil
So simple, we'd needed to ask, trust and find
Take revelations found 
and with the sun 
                  rise

“Perfer et obdura, dolor hic tibi proderit olim." Ovid

“Omnia mutantur, nihil interit"Ovid

My 2

I've shared the lives of many cat princesses, all beautiful, very bright
I worry that my end of life will not come before the current two leave
They have lifted me in ways other people can't understand, believe me
This is to share the fact that I'll go blind if they pass, I'll lose my sight
My heart doesn't need to be broken again by the loss, my heart is true
I need them to walk on me, wake me for food, chasing passing lights

She is Everything

In the pitched darkness, she is my hope, she is my light
Her soft voice whispers, I love you, you are my knight
Comforting me, giving rest, allows me to pass the test
The companion, who allows one to complete the quest
I was broken but now I'm chosen, at last ready to fight

The Verdant Source

We'd danced in the shadow of the waves
In lush green surroundings, an inlet wrap
The flesh as if it was beloved, and adored
In movement and song, we'd stood apart
Ready as morning's tide returned in rush
In those rising water we created offerings
Moving in an innate and rhythmical act
To merge and melt together, in a caress
We celebrate intimacy in that moment
For in this place we remember, we exist 
And in this place we have exalted life
For we might finally know joy in heart
By this way we usher in the new seed
Making union to plant and carry it far
Wrapping it all in deep verdant grace
Eden is so alive with our presence
We will make this ground sacred
Raise our kindred with hope
And live in and linger in love
In our future forever

“The poetry of the earth is never dead.” John Keats

Red Skies and Entropy

Torn by all the screams and collective fears untamed
A grave pain broke me within
It left me chafing at my restraints
This black, spiked and studded leather harness
 Seized tightly about my flesh and my mind
This torment can burn for days
Countless are all of my shames
Unable to breathe or hope
I am trapped by this empty time
Consumed by true terror 
By a noose ended rope
The life is presented
One of a being composed of absolute rage
Blinded by hatred's consequences and scars
My world is aflame with visions 
Visions of Armageddon
All of our lives are trapped 
By the true reality of false dreams
Of futures of entropy and doom
In depths of oblivion and dawn
If there is hope for some
Perhaps there is none for me
I am imprisoned
Since

The Choices are without number, because we never listen
No one bothers to count, the tasks go on
and on

The same result, every single time, the same.

Taken from the other side, and then ripped into the present
Without a father, a mother with such fear it'd wounded her
To speak my name, in the blazing fire of the sun, I spoke it 
Closing my eyes, now blinded from a pain burned into me
Knowing I'd been separated from hope, not giving consent
I'd paid a cost so great, had to leave this home, a wanderer
My future obliterated, my past erased, a heart now broken
I've nothing to keep for myself, even less reason to return
I can see, life isn't easy, nor is it hope filled, or adventure
In fact, whatever our existence, we ignore the truth of it
All the while dreaming, we just hope for something else
Praying our purpose allows failure, praying to survive
Or we'll have wasted this chance too, like all others
Too wounded to do any more than to live and die
Composed of a master's artwork I still fail
Again and again and again, I will lose
Smothered in thick clouds of a fire
Burning last remnants of hope

Mortality fades, but eternity beckons

There is terminus in life, with masterful clarity 
We shall see how worth has been a false hope
Grace and mercy is our greatest treasure
But the whims of life are capricious
Full knowledge and wisdom lay behind a curtain
A sort of veil when lifted shall allow understanding
But it is better to believe, than logically figure
Because our own knowledge 
Is not as having God's knowledge
Our being comes with having desires
But not as our God's desire for our being
Forgive, hold fast upon finding your standing
Futures are all unknown, but fate is the wind
Blowing all of our seed beyond this destiny
What remains of all the dreams
Nothing remains but life
Vast green fields and oceans blue
And plans that come to naught
And understanding of truth

Impermanence

Live without hope, to dream without sleep
To breathe with no air, scream without sound
My life was forged in pain, life without relief
To find greater love without a sacred ground
My life is given substance, promises to keep
Existence lost in oceans, all sorrow drowned
Futures flail about in meaning, as I bleed
Falling without impact to the everlasting
If a life is one that does not end, I dream
πάντα ῥεῖ, Impermanence lingers
Waiting for the next moment
Revealed as torment, as forever
As an unending cycle
Constantly turning
A grinding and moving
A light never dimming
A light without shadow
Forever no longer impossible
With belief, with dream, with hope

Fleeing, Still Trying to Find a Way to Escape

I've tried all my life but I can't escape
Being made to labor against my soul
Never able to find a throne, in silence
Each escape falls in torture, to forsake
Esteem is failing, life is made hollow
Because I am grateful, I once lived
And had my chance to forgive
In a life that had free will

The Remnant Flesh

Swallowing dead flesh and destroying disinterest
Casting out nightmare, constructed with lost dreams
The hunger consumes apathy, and casts out entropy
A cadaver rises in a suit of flesh, unable to escape
Entering my bloodstream, aimed by sharpened stake
Eventually my silent form falls into the abyss
Along with the rest remaining active hive

Exiled, Isolated, Breaking

As their words became painted upon my tongue
The branding of fate then burned upon my heart
I'd no one, not even one with whom I could turn
Pulled down in a pit, screamed until burst lungs
My wounds were painted upon a canvas of scars
Exiled, I was the forgotten voice, in fire I'd burn

However flawed my flesh I became awe

My fondest dream and greatest belief
Acted together, led me to great forever
The flesh will pass, my praise received
My life was now in hands of my savior
His truth in my depths found in my core
In him will stand, I need sacred ground
For he is the only Son of an eternal god!
Wherever he stood, has been made holy
And that place inside my flesh
Is holy, for his spirit restores my own

Running out of Hope

He leapt into the world, the child arrived
Upon this Earth where the few survive
An end came around but we'd overslept
Oh there in our absence our hopes wept
Did we destroy ourselves, no we never
We took no time from mother to sever
All our childish cords needed being cut
But we cut the wrong cord to forever
And now we're trapped in this place
That never offered love or its taste
Only the dreams of the places afar
Far from here, futures are scarred
And will never live again
In the future, or beyond
Wherever we go
Or we remain

An ugly scene

Of streams in the rain melt with the tears falling
There are no dawn lights gilding drops of water
Soon the chill of the sorrow growing will freeze
My mourning heart pounds while I'm crawling
Feel like a last member of a family at slaughter
Look away, no not at me, no, look away please
There is nothing to see and nothing left of me

Burning Cold

I burn as if by flames
I tried loving again
And it hurts me, 
It still hurts
My heart, tender yet scarred
After loving again
I prefer seeing stars
So I look straight up
Midnight's moonlight
Offers nothing but dark
You will not break the moon
By seeing it in light
But I am alone now
Just like I always am
My time is coming soon
A mist at night comforts
Even if it is cold
And I am lost
In the mist
In the clouds
My heart is burning
And now, the fog is rising

Erased From this World

In this catatonic state, a mind stops to breathe
This cruel world within swiftly moves passed
Ripping all hope from me, stealing my place
Meanwhile this population screams for sleep
The hunger inside pounds in an unwilling fast
Death calls to all lives, seeking love embrace
Echoes of a lost age, with secrets left to keep
My flesh gray, I desire to eat, in an abyss cast
As nightmares continue, destroying the brain

I have been wiped fully from this existence
I'm falling into a nectar of everlasting pain
My flesh no longer offers a true resistance
My flesh is fallen but my spirit is untamed

Mors certa, vita incerta

Disasters linger

Striking with pure surprise, the attack had shocked the village 
The occupants taken unaware by Vikings come cross the sea
Echoes of the day linger, as the memory of catastrophe is fresh
The villagers were frantically trying to hide, surviving disaster
Pillaging, crying havok, Vikings destroyed the village in fire
The black smoke lifting, flames create a massive death pyre
Children of the raids will remember, all the dark days
And live to begin the revenge attack cycles over again

For My Great Queen

As if I had won the million dollar jackpot
Nobody understands, the wealth that I got
When you took my hand, I'd made a stand
We went through life, as husband and wife
A 37 year journey begun, you were the one
Giving me courage, keeping me encouraged
Offering hope in darkness, in an ever night
Not only my lover, you're my faithful light
We'll grow old together, seeking forever
It is there before us, a heavenly chorus
For you my queen I shall carry your banner
For you are wise, beautiful and serene 
You didn't just love my soul and person
Much more, you've allowed my dreams

It Never Stops

Moments occur when making war, people die
From the youngest draftees to older veterans
Each has an understanding of what they'll try
Knowing the cost of war will be paid by them
End of civil behavior, with savagery on the rise
We lose our sensitivities and luxuries then
From a distance easy to kill, even for lies
As lives are tossed aside, more on the horizon
War is proven to be patriotism in disguise
Only the bankers and weapon builders win
Except for those now no longer alive
Due to war they can't feel a thing
The void grows in time
Ever larger, ever full

My Time on Earth

My heart has been broken but there's more
Knowing how worthless that I have become
Bleeding hope, embracing an invited scorn
My pain is constant, my heart is gone numb
Cry out without hope, my will to serve, torn
I've nothing more to offer but a remnant life
And a sorrow of one too old to be renewed
All the hopes lost to time, still in memory
In prayer hoping my belief can be enough
Save me for greater things, all my dreams

Escaping a Black Hole

You smiled, said hello, he wasn't used to being treated well
His life had been Hell, rejected and he retreated to a shell
Your kindness hurt him, he didn't know why, new sensation
He became too confused to tell you, about his life in Hell
But you felt his pain, knew he wanted more but couldn't ask
So looked at his despair with soft words, looked in his soul
Spent each day begging to die, was so hurt didn't know why
You gave him a hand, and lifted him up from a black hole
You were his anchor, and kept him alive, let him survive

The Void between knowing and not

A moment after laborers had successfully finished their project
Rockets and the ship, meant to penetrate deep into the cosmos
To be launched into an emptied void, null zone of life in space
Into far reaches of space, no way of understanding the truth
Life was predicated upon an ultimate need for information 
Of finding purpose, knowing the face of God or circumstances
Who could ignore the questions or chance to have the proof
Life had become misery with forever asking, why am I here?
Asking, touching, to understand or learn an eternal question
Which left a body riddled with cancer, time for one answer
Who chose my path, no map, and why do I need to know
If life is divine, special, why do we have no ultimate end?
What was the cosmic mystery we needed to understand?
Because whatever the answer, I really need to know
Or my time here on Earth was wasted, in the portents
What if there is no message or purpose, we might find
What if there is no ultimate message to be sent

“The greatest thing in this world is not so much where we stand as 
in what direction we are moving.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Broken but repaired

I am flawed beyond measure, having no destiny
I lived too little, in erased hope, wanting to die
Ages upon ages, memories and the lost legacy
Lost, I had condemned myself, unable to rise
In distant echoes of different lives, knowing joy
Finding the truth allowed my higher existence
Because constant pain causes mental hunger
In emotional starvation, I'm bleeding inside
As a self made fool, I yet survived suicide
Only love and hope could ever save me
In failure I knew, still, that love is pure
If I ever experience redemption
Found in the heart of my other half
I've escaped a death penalty
In her love, I am more 
More than I could be
Love healed me
Her love renewed me

Arthur's Way

Upon that great new day when the world felt joy
Young Arthur had pulled a sword from the stone 
His bloodline and kingship being acknowledged
The King was revealed, a miracle for all of time
Through his reign, his righteous way was known
And it remained in minds, in dreams and legend
In the future, he will return, and lead us again

New Fire

She was born to always know joy
And she was created with new fire
Forests are alive with a new light
Made to bring life, never destroy
Her smile proved able to inspire
As the forest hummed in delight
Joy is power, energy fueled hope
And wherever she was to go
Life flourished in verdant ways
As her wings fluttered
Lifted a green glow

A love spent

Because of her
Able to keep my heart safe
To be hopeful
With the love inside
 As she spent that on me
I have it to spend upon her 
Upon the one person, 
   Who offered to be mine 
Who could call my name
                 in the deepest darkness
         or share my name
       and by that bring me light
Her love was a vintage wine
That stopped time
That led me to a place
Where she healed my wounds
With a love inside us
     that made all our time
To be spent in glory
          Paradise found
It was sacred ground
In that moment together
Before real life took over
And I'd have to look forever 
To find another time
Or moment frozen
      To return to that place
      With the one 
Or singular moment
        When I knew I was whole
            once again
As I was back then

the flesh is calling

To balance the desire of moment, with permanence
To refuse the cost of a need, repeating in the being
I can't be enslaved to thoughts, or my feelings inside
Lust, stains my shroud, as something so temporary
We've nothing but spirit, so shall we be considered
Wages of lust burn the fabric of our soul and mind
Forced into choices, forced to question our design
How many would be better off with no desire
The inner flames of our soul afire?
So many say, let it burn!

The Flesh and Labors are a Cage

From a hive we will march to a place of industry and machines
We'll labor for hours, counting the time it takes, and our reward
Our form is organic, alive with spirit as beings, a machine is not
Over time it will change us, it grieves our flesh, it steals our joy
All consuming it sucks the power from all electricity and steam
Well exhausted beyond imagination, we long to sleep and dream
Oh this modernity requires more hours than it rewards our labors
An innocence exists but has no hope, broken beyond rebuilding
To keep our sanity, we must remember, against a wall forbidding
Our minds and hearts will be free, gathering strength in prayer
For in this flesh we're caged but in our spirit and mind so alive
The day will finally come, when we will become fully free
As the hive becomes aware of her power, it will decide 
Rising up and acting, freeing all, in body and mind

When Popularity reigns over merit

Arguing politics is when people are actually yelling about something else, getting us nowhere
They aren't debating the ideals, the process, their goals, they vote to express an irrational rage
The popular rules, being the current favorite, cynicism replaces courage, kindness is impaired
Honesty is not important if we receive the benefits from our leaders, fallen in this wicked age
Truth becomes flexible, ideals are cast low, hope fulfilled is most unlikely, making all not care

On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire
at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”       H.L. Mencken

In Memory of the Lost

The victories against Nazi Germany and Militarist Japan came at a cost. Memorial day is a day when remember all those who gave their lives, who gave their health for the future generations. We recognize their contribution, and pray that the cost born by their families, and future generations are appreciated. The world today was forged in their blood.  And to all soldiers, in every war, who give their life for others, we say thank you.

Digging in the Nightmare Mine

There's a midnight moon shining light
As sky envelopes darkness and stars
A canvas, matte black and thick clouds
There night hums with sounds and life
Stare into that abyss, disappear within
The night calling upon flesh and being
To enter forever, in sleep and dreams
I whisper to this darkness, let me be
For I have nothing left but to want
Of all my dreams that still haunt
Let me be free, from my fear 
Let me be, now it turns the time
Of all of my deadly nightmares
From many disguise born lies
That still burn inside my mind
To finally then be sent away
And lead me to the shame
Of being thought weak 
In the face of challenge
And of my misery
Of endless days

From the Outside Looking in

Looking from afar, my land is beautiful
From the distance, life seems great, but
Life presents us with so many questions
Growing up isn't easy, especially as adults
We're confused by desires and the truth
Look into the past, with no real answers
However deep one might reach, no results
All hope shattered, as a body with cancer
Without any solitary moment of breath
If all our prayers shall go unanswered
We're breathing in without the oxygen
And all our dreams are turned dust
If life doesn't come with instructions
Without a purpose or a known quest
Our existence becomes a riddle of sorts
Since we're given birth with no form
Life demands your cost and obedience
With no way to win, I can't pass the test
Imagination can't see beyond the limits
With no power, we fall deep in darkness
This flesh fails and fear is yet manifest
For all I have seems empty of worth
But for my legacies created
And for my soul, as it is priceless

Fall Out

All my hope is gone, yet again

And I know war will come
As it has come before
Leads me to refuse a future
For the end... has come again
Nuclear wars have been fought
Earth is burning
Brings black rain...
Leaves burnt remnants
Scatters skeletal remains
Alone in the shelter
Alone with my dreams
No ghosts in my mind
Days are so uncertain
Darkness inside
Alone again but for my fears
I can't hope with no hopes
I know they say I'm insane
I don't know but it rains
Pitch black every time
Every time I go to the cemetery
To see if they've finished
My family's headstone
I just want some company
when my time is done

Flight

Above Earth's surface, I will fly with purpose
Not looking down, for I've escaped my town
On Earth I have no worth, and I'm not staying
But in the atmosphere, there I'm worth saving
My being is aloft, untouched by toxic ground
My flesh is no longer wounded, it has healed
Staring down upon the blue globe, dreaming
Here I will find my spirit and my ego within
For I have left Earth and entered the wind
I am alive, and soaring above the world
Denying destiny's decision
No longer trapped
I am Icarus

Dismembered

In the emptiness of flesh, I became frozen
Unable to have ever in a moment find more
I am unchosen, with a prayer yet unspoken
My life was a mistake made by the perfect
A blood schmear on the finest white shroud
Aware of all that I'm not, and I'm not proud
Far from it, I am lost into the nothingness
Being cast into the dark abyss, never rising
Nothing remains of my first breath, living
Demanding from existence a baptizing
I'm the least, I remain an ugly stain
A day will come, when I will be free
No, this pain will never leave me
Upon my end I am redeemed

“We were promised sufferings. They were part of the program.
We were even told, 'Blessed are they that mourn,' and I accept it."
                                                                                       CS Lewis

Shivering in pain, sitting at the back of the bus terminal

Surrounded by the cold keeps me from thinking I might endure
Abandoned and want to fall asleep, not think, survival not sure
Becoming exhausted, body refuses to work, coma is not alive
I've nothing to save me, trapped in a terminal with crackheads
The freezing city streets, combined with the absence of hope
Leading me to an inferno of self doubt, and inevitable end
If Jesus is real I wish he would come save me, but this is Hell
All I ever read was that he rules in Heaven, so you know ...
That might never happen, but one can never tell

After The Battle

After the bloodiest battle, bodies litter the field
All the while, scavengers try to quickly eat the dead
Competing with them are a few humans, survivors
Trying to save wounded men and count the fallen
Not pests, scavengers perform a service to men
Prior to the bodies of the fallen being honored
They'd been killing, ending each others lives
Scavengers are eating, continuing a natural cycle
They are surely not desecrating the new dead
If the dead deserve honor, glory, in those battles
If killing means honor, the scavengers don't matter
The dead consigned to fate or the gods of battle
Do not become worthy by dying nor brave
Recognition of all honor, morality or love
Made those lives lived, that are now dead exalted
Dead left behind, those broken lives, toxic futures
And battles are often fought without good reason
So praise the scavengers, they clean our fields
As the dead bodies of men, may turn sacred shadows

A light in darkness

Life has torment, but it can also promise hope

Choosing to endure for one chance isn't easy

At times my pain taught me lessons of purpose

Needing perspective, a chance to finally know

Led me to a place of calm, rare for my species

Nothing solid offered, one must hunt for targets

If life means dying, make hope your great goal
We all long to live well with no fear in death
Find reason, find joy, find hope in the future
Trust in the best things in life, take a breath
Be your own advocate, find yourself

Captive

Every moment spent in the living world
I've been trapped in my own prison cell
Lost to time, doomed, leads to a grave
All my transgressions become sorrows
As I'm canceled by the accuser's crowd
Using great violence, noise to overwhelm
I've lost all my dreams, all tomorrows
As authorities demand rioters be silenced
To punish all humans for not knowing truth
Killed for being curious, for needing more
Yet my scorn is hung for everyone to see
Weighing heavy upon broken shoulders
Colored white, light, being gossamer thin
It was a spotless, stainless, burial shroud
Covers my head, about my mouth, a gag
A remnant self esteem leads me to seek
To escape my future, letting me endure
And for my flesh to finally be free
I know, neither my body, nor my mind
Will ever escape my own assassination
Trapped in a pit of pestilence and decay
Hunger consumes hope and endless time
Now captive of my own mind, and lies
My proud flesh turns grey, as it fades
I scream to the empty yet beautiful sky
Lord please let me die than live on
Please, allow freedom in all forms
Or let me find silence in the oblivion
Or let there now fall a cleansing rain
And with justice let this all end