Storm's landfall

The storm had been predicted
It was said to be one
That appears once every millennium
But that doesn't mean anything
To the people destroyed
There also had been prophecies written
Of a year of blackened sun
And soon comes humanity's requiem
The innocent are felled by hatred's offspring
The wait made us all paranoid

Matthew 24:21-22 “For then there will be great tribulation, such as has not been from the beginning of the world until now, no, and never will be. And if those days had not been cut short, no human being would be saved. But for the sake of the elect those days will be cut short.”

Relentless Time Moves

Rescuer

Tormented and broken
He died for me
I watched as he fell
Surrounded by those
Who care not
He was the chosen
He came to redeem
He broke the bonds of hell
For those who chose
A life of redemption
Awakened now
From the epoch long sleep

gaining awareness

cast off into the depths of oblivion
scattered stars lighting the vacuum
he gained awareness, and power
in this exile
darkness as black as evil is stygian
but this pathway was not to doom
rather, it was now the hour
in solitude sublime

I was once great

You pecked at my shattered body
But you didn't know, I was once great
The sun rose every morning to greet me
And the flowers shouted my name
And in my role
Of the protector
I stood guard
And scared off the invaders
Just from my steely stare
Now I am a broken pile of wood
And the branches are shards
Some things in life
Aren't fair

Dance

Should they dance
Or should they fade from view
This world offers choices
But only some of them are true
They might ascend
They might fall
We face circumstances
Each and all

Please help me

Can I please ask for help
Do you remember when you said
I don't know what to say
Say yes
Say yes
Or I'll hold my breath
Until dead
Say yes
I want to spend my life
With you
Forever after
I've loved you
Since we met
Say yes
Please

pinebox to sleep in

I've laid in this shallow grave
Long have I been dead
The black roses cover the casket
The pinebox is now my bed

The world has entered the shadows
My soul has fled this place
The demons and angels challenge
I long for eternity's taste

The end has come to the future
There is no beginning again
I have nothing to give or offer
Play the mournful violin

Should we pass before our time
We should embrace our fate
Our hearts uncorrupted inside
And though sinful feel no shame

Dragons & Slayers

Spellbound

The night is magic
The night holds sway
I stare into her darkness
And panic
She seeks to slay
My fears are a harness
I can't escape
But she is beautiful
More so than the day

Your opinion of me

I spent a lifetime trying to please
You and your generation of voices
But my existence fell into catastrophe
Because you tried to make all of my choices
I give up
I surrender
There is nothing to celebrate
I can only be myself
And don't want to be
What you would consider best
With nothing left
Of me
So remember
If you care
Let me flourish
If you want only a child
Who obeys
Get a dog

Nephilum Warriors

They were the children of rape
When angels fallen to earth
Took the human women
And planted their seeds
The hybrids were then giants
Powerful
Celestial
Violent
And men of renown
They were woven into every populace
Giants, monsters, heroes and demi gods
They loved battle
They sought pleasure
And in the end
They lingered in the dens
Of leisure and treasure

every inch of life covered, smothered

And still they chase the living
The beings sent to annoy, to harass
Our lives soon become forgotten
In our efforts to escape the swarm
We cannot make use of grace given
They eat everything, more than grass
When we finally make headway we collapse
Into a world less for their presence
Everything good made rotten

Walk or Ride

You may walk into the mists without a guide
You may take a horse and with it ride
To far edges of the world you live
Conquer all in your name
But still never be forgiven
No sacrifice nor gentle words
Can replace the blood
Of the one
Sent to end
What was begun

The Swarm

They will rise from the earth
Stinging us, biting and causing dread
They've been sent as a curse
Not care to feed upon living or dead

2016

The political election
Between Clinton and Trump
Was a devastating catastrophe
It all seemed like a fire in a dump
Given two choices, vomit and shit
I refused to choose
And nothing I could say would stop it
So I chose to stand
Against the tide
And refuse
I resist
Because there was nothing to say
Except I exist

And America has rolled snake eyes

30 Years in the Legion

"It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience."  Julius Caesar

I walked like so many
Upon the roads and paths
Of our builders
For so many years
I survived to return home
But no human escapes
All face old age's wrath
I fought across the stretch
Of the width of the Empire
And I survived the final cost
Mustered out
Returning to see my parents
I know not if they are well
But if they have passed
My life will have been wasted
And I will never overcome
This loss

Elysium's gaze

In the warmth of the Elysium sun
Gentle winds shelter and surround
The evening falls with grace
As the stars make their appearance
The lovers exchange a gaze
Seeing only eternity's embrace
Lounging in love's brilliance
Here no one will age
For eternity's dawn is timeless
And every night is born
With the truth
Known
That love is eternal
Elysium is joy adorned
A land of comfort
A paradise
Where the creator's adores
His beloved

White Dragon Mountain

Upon the top of the mountain
A large cave held a worm
White and lithe it lay
Upon ice, he brewed storms
His domain was everywhere
Where the world was not warm  

The serpent had scales that were made of ivory
It had a heart that was colder than ice
Frozen were the eyes that stared
He was never defeated, whatever amounts of bravery
There were no more willing, with lives ready to sacrifice
No warriors could be enticed, without offer of reward

With breath of freezing
And claws that tear
The serpent reigns without fear
For his power is endless
And the humans below
Were filled with despair

“And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore 

Black Dragon Society

Boiling up
From the abyss
From tail to tip the Black Dragon is
Murderous and menacing
A mysterious band of conspiracists
Gathered together, subterfuge for a cause
The reach of her wings darkens the sun
They mean to control the enemy's lands
And night has begun

Fear is not acceptable

Fear is proof of a degenerate mind.

Virgil 

 To follow a leader

Such as Alexander Magni

Required many aspects of character

One must be a warrior

Willing to fight, to die

One must be ready to work

For cross global treks are nigh impossible

And one must be fearless

Unwilling to cry

Unwilling to flee

Fear is weakness

And fear will lead you 

Where you will only be horrified

Refuse fear

And you will rise

Able to fight forever

Clearing the arena floor

No one survives the final arena
Their blood congeals upon the floor
But before the finale
We all try to survive
But no one outlives death
Those who fight
Know their lives are short
Broken for the pleasure
Of the elite and common
Their bodies are tools
Their flesh fragile
No matter their strength
No matter how agile
Their wounds turn rotten
Their lives were cheap
Sold like oxen
Their blood into the sand will seep
Forever staining the colosseum

empty inside

I am empty inside
I gave up caring
Far far off in time
But you've been present
In the forefront of my mind
There is no one here
Tempting me
There is no one there
Haunting my memory
But you
Who else could make me twist
Upon the noose
My body resists
You are that one
And at this point
To simply exist
Is more than I can take
I give up
The pain is too much
In fact I wait to embrace
Azrael
His kiss
Will take me
Far away from here
And he
Won't hurt me
As he comes near
Unlike you
Unlike you

Every Step

With every step I have taken
I am walking in present
Leaving footprints behind
As evidence of my existence

Life refuses my caveat
The pain destroys my mind
Death reaches with dead fingers
And I am surrounded by witnesses

The moment need not be awakened
It exists and is gone, spent
My dreams are unfeigned
My life is persistence

The waves of time are flat
They refuse to rise
And the flow lingers
Settling in the stillness

Ragnar takes Paris

Across Europe's coastline the Danes had run wild
Behind them carcasses of the unprepared
Paris was now the target
The gateway was the Siene 
Chieftain Ragnar led 120 large ships filled with warriors
Charles the Bald composed an army of two divisions
One division was slaughtered with over 100 captured
The prisoners were each hung to create fear
And as sacrifice to Odin
Arriving near Easter
This was a Black Good Friday
And dark Easter morning

A lion must sleep

He was a lion in battle
His men will remember him
For as long as they live
The world will remember
Until the words fall off pages
After the wars of empire
He is still alive
Alive to give orders
But his flesh is so very tired
So very weak from his efforts
Burning fever inside
His main regret is to have died
Before conquering the world
His vision was far larger
Than maps of his day could illustrate
His sorrow for his lost friends
Greater
Than his words would say
And that his soul might paint

failure the sole legacy

at the end of the day
existence is our sole legacy
instead of building and loving
We destroy and decay
We are the children of failed destiny
and it is our shame
our selfish choices
our glib voices
have come to tame
all of our potential
and now
there is no reason
to go on
no reason for hope
no reason to wake
from the nightmare
we have created

We Are Lost

Windblown ash makes the sky black
The hellish fires burn so fiercely
The view is of the aftermath
Of a mass attack

There is no hope
Our future no longer exists
For we have devoured it whole
Stealing it from out children
Stealing from their souls

The world is screaming without end
Leaving only a bleeding corpse
The final message has been sent
Into the inferno we descend

come sweet darkness

Ready for the end
Armed and aware
There is no surrender
Nothing to fear
I refuse to answer
The eternal darkness
It is not my question
I repeatedly ask
But can hear nothing
In reply
So I continue
Come sweet darkness

The Question

I am well trained.  My ship patrols beneath the surface of the ocean, often beneath the arctic ice.  I am one who might be given the command to launch missiles against the enemy.  It doesn't matter what enemy.  I don't need to know who they are, I don't want to know.  And the world lives knowing that two sides have navies of ships doing the same thing, with nuclear warheads that can destroy, and make forever impossible life to regenerate.  I do not ask myself if this is a moral way to fight wars.  War in its very essence is moral.  Taking a life from one who might take your life is an equal bargain.  And so, in a metal shell beneath the ocean, I live and work with a command of 200 men and women all prepared to do as I do, fight if called to do so.














We are all dead, it is only a matter of time before we are told so, and by then, the worms have begun eating.  Never question whether or not it is meant to be, it already is, so you must find your place within it, and do as you are told.  Or if you are fortunate, tell others.  We all have jobs to do, all have talents, and all have a need to live and enjoy what time we have here.  Why worry over the cost of things, we don't have control over them.  Every choice we think we might make has already been made.  We fool ourselves thinking that anything we do might actually matter.  So why worry.  We are already dead, loaned this life, and nothing can stop us from dying in reality.  I am here to be what I was born to be.  I defend my country.  It is a moral, important, and worthwhile job.  But it isn't as if 1000 years from now anyone will care.

2000 years ago a Roman emperor said

Let our children's children cry "MARS VIGILA!"

and they still do.