Sunday, June 11, 2017

The Final Watchman

There's nothing but pain
I have nothing to offer
My stripes won't heal
My fears all smother
My body is broken
My dreams have died
I am a story unspoken
I am a dead man still alive
Let this world collapse
Let your will be done
No chance or circumstance
The end is begun
As the demons advance
I am the last
But I will not fall
I am dead yet living
I have answered the call

“If people bring so much courage to this world, the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.” Ernest Hemingway

“No destiny attacks us from outside. But, within him, man bears his fate and there comes a moment when he knows himself vulnerable; and then, as in a vertigo, blunder upon blunder lures him.”  Antoine de Saint-ExupĂ©ry