The False Path We have Taken

As the flocks of sparrows fly away, crows mutter and move along
The trumpets can be heard playing and followed by explosions
Humanity has now arrived, we've reached terminal station
Destroyed a world, killed our children, no sacred ground
As the Horsemen ride, never think that they won't ride
We contaminated water, air, corrupted all generations
Unable to return home, safely, the damage is fatal
Can't see our mistakes, hubris leads to confusion
Can't escape the consequences, enter damnation
Rather than blame others, we must understand
This entire disaster came by our own hands
For no other person will be found guilty
It is our own sin and final destination
Not blaming circumstance, or chance
We did it, all without knowing
Committing self immolation
With one final dance

Peel back the Veil

Hunger unsated, thirst unquenched, by accident or design
Desire leaves me castrated, a heart that's been left behind
Lost in sorrow, ignored, gone insane and losing my mind
A crime of abandonment unpunished, a loneliness inside
I had nothing, I have nothing, I have nothing to decide
Ready for the next journey, this one is over, now is time

I Knew You

I knew I'd love you, I met you in my dreams when I was young
I was told I was a fool to believe that but to your arms I've run
Every step in life, reminds me of all of the emptiness I've found
No one wanted me, no one needed me, or to see inside my soul
I'm a wasteland, nothing grows in my dry soil, I'm a fallow field
But life is not a metaphor, I've more in me than anyone knows
I am living proof that love nurtures the soul, faith is the yield
You were a gift to me, your love heals me and make me glow

“Summer is only the unfulfilled promise of spring, a charlatan in
place of the warm balmy nights I dream of in April. It’s a sad
season of life without growth… It has no day.” F. Scott Fitzgerald

Old at the age of 49

A gentleman of sorts, sat in the corner, with a bottle and glass, but alone
He'd lived long enough, loved who/when he wanted, and was waiting
After a life working the rails, he was unprepared to do more, exhausted
His body had seen so many insults, injuries, he just wanted to go home
His mind was perceptive of everything offered and denied, frustrating
He'd no plan, no future, but would drink every day, and become haunted
He was indeed haunted by the realization of a life lived, but not wanted
He'd nothing for his money could buy, so he said farewell, ready to die

Based on a true story...

The Rulers and the Ruled

How many times are we going to believe them
When our world is suffocating and bleeding
Will we allow them to kill our dreams
They kill the freedom in our speech
As they want us to sing their anthems
Every choice has potential like a seed
And we can only choose what is before us
As they siphon away everything
Killing all that which makes us live
Committing acts we'll never forgive
Killing our children with lies
Taking away their future
Refusing to provide for their needs
In the future lost forever to greed

“In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” George Orwell

One Last Kiss

What if I'm an angry thought in the mind
Of a benevolent God in the midst of hate
What if all I think, can never be thought
Between dreams of deep hope or suicide
Of compassion and love, simply delayed
How can I escape this life I've wrought
I know you say I am a fool to think this
Let loose the hounds, and watch me run
There's nothing for me here, so I twist
Between fears and my reality, I'm done
Ready for the Angel of Death's final kiss
By my own hand, is Armageddon begun?

“Unbeing dead isn't being alive.” E. E. Cummings

To be consumed, fully

Once you deny your fate, you'll create a destiny
If you devour fear, you'll be alive in your legacy
You've a future on this earth, even if we all pass
The life you have is worthy even if it doesn't last
Lives will be measured, as secrets no longer keep
You've a spirit that lingers, there in eternity's gaze
The time in flesh is temporary and lived in haste

If you seek you will find, for deep calls unto deep

I stand and witness, the red skies of Armageddon
Aware of my world's end, from the distant horizon

I long for a fire inside me, burn the falsity away
I am a melted candle, ready for a brand new flame

Utopia Lost, But it still Lives Within

In the daylight, the disaster became clear, fully revealed before our eyes
When the enemy attacked, their violent acts broke the silence with rage
Our city walls had fallen, our dreams shattered with the bringing of war
We spent centuries building our homes, weaving a community of allies
Our goals were united, our prosperity shared, for us peace was waged
Still it took just one to break the peace, to dim the bright light of stars
Scarred hearts break, but we'd defend ourselves, or live in the cage
If we are afraid to walk, to speak, to act, the bully relies upon our fear
If our lives have worth, we must defend what we are, or surrender
If the bullies and tyrants succeed, we're left only dreams to remember
Of golden days, without rage, when we lived to be one people forever
To live for peace in our hearts, does not mean we have to be weak
Some fight do so for others and not the selfish reasons of a tyrant
They defend the good, all that must not be lost, a knight can be meek
Examples exist throughout history, chivalry lives in a knight-errant
The path we seek should be peace, but it isn't the path that all seek

 "The true soldier fights not because he hates what is in front of him,
but because he loves what is behind him."            G.K. Chesterton

A Cleansing Rain

Staring into the void, aware of the world around me
The sun blinds with a gaze, memories surround me
With no pretense or disguise, refuse the masquerade
Over time my mind has decayed, a mental cavalcade
There is nothing to remember, nothing but epic loss
My existence is one of failure, I truly know the cost
In the meantime I have to wait, for my own messiah
Yes I'm an outcast, my belief led me to be a pariah
But whatever the cost, I do not believe for others
I have sought to find a belief that covers
One that cleanses my soul, washes away
All of the sins that linger in me today

A Life Sentence, Set me Free

In despair, I confess I wonder if life is empty
With choices absurd, difficult, without meaning
To some life is great, worthwhile, happy, with joy
Some live in luxury, with chances to make a wish
Most do not live in that fashion, finding suffering
The pain, decay and damnation just the beginning
Darkness forms in the distance, visibly growing
But behind the veil of eternity, truth is revealing
To the broken, thoughts of happiness seem a myth
Without love, no celebrations or church bells ringing
How can we endure, how can any move forward
Ask if our dreams are false, empty stone monoliths
Caged in a cell for life, a cell comprised of our flesh
We are given an immutable life sentence
With every day finding diminishing breaths
If life is meaningless, why should I bother dreaming
If at the end of life and we are freed, finally
Into the void now I am gazing
Should I not wait in anticipation for Death's kiss?
For all the memories fading and reaper's scythe
I hold upon hope, uncertain what life offers
But I hope beyond reason that it has meaning
I ask if the entire of life is spent upon sorrow
Why should it matter that I've ever existed?
Unless there's more and a hope for tomorrow

“I have come home at last! This is my real country!
I belong here. This is the land I have been looking
for all my life, though I never knew it till now.
Come further up, come further in!”   C.S. Lewis

Mysteries and Lost Chances

To be swallowed whole, devoured as if a small snack
Eating my flesh, all the while smiling, it laughs
The world's like that, knowing when the dirt is done
Nothing inside, keeping you alive, all gone
If all I have is nothing, truth becomes hell
And when there are the people with souls to sell
The world becomes emptied, and then we devolve
Into mysteries, lost chances, we can't solve
What have I wrought, but the worst disaster
I lost my life and gave back what is lasting
Forever passes from fashion, we can't know
But forever is real, how mysteries grow
In the midst of the crash
The last will be first, and first will be last

Life's Q

In the emptiness of living, do you feel joy or regret?
Do you fill absences of love with equal parts misery?
Do you linger in memory echoes of golden moments
Is life a question without answers or is it a mystery?
Are you contented with your life, or are you curious?
Because I would find that life to be torment
With the questions that haven't answers
And answers that can't be questioned

The Collapse

In this silence of existence, we linger in the moment
As praise becomes addictive, pleasure the message sent
We cannot see the disaster, it was designed for another day
As this world collapses in pieces, our innocence is slain
We have no choice but to surrender, and prepare to die
We've chosen to not remember, and children begin to cry

“You’re too young to remember it,” Verity's mother said, “but we were
expecting nuclear war all the time, really, up into my early thirties. Later,
all of that felt unreal. But the feeling that things became basically okay
turns out to have actually been what was unreal.”           William Gibson

Alive in the Blue

Her interests revolved around the sea and its creatures
She was moved by the thought of living in the ocean
Able to swim and float, communicate with the others
Awakening each morning with dawn upon the horizon
Breaking through the surface, the darkness made light
Her world was magical, where existence was a delight

The Walls of Babylon have Fallen

They say that America is the wealthiest
With a military greater than all others
And fetid offerings of culture's table
Pleasures and leisure at your fingertips
Treasures beyond count our mother
Our reason of being, our madness enabled
Alive in the world of a vintage most dour
With the finest vintage wasted, all can see
We can't realize we're living in Babylon
Blinded by the dollar, being given power
From our fecund loins ignorance is spawned
Can't tell time, so don't know the hour
A time is come, a new world has dawned
Yes prepare to leave Babylon's spires
You'll now live as carnality's pawns
Not where your free will could have led
But you can't any longer
For the walls have fallen
All hopes have reached the end
You were given a choice, instead
But there's nothing left saving
And everyone you love is dead

Technological Fog

There is the constant hum, as it sounds like steel atop of steel
Its more a grinding than hum, making life sound truly surreal
A machine's information gained and lost, metal mind codified
Gears and sprockets in lock step unison, an ambience denied
A dreaming android's silent analogue, it performs a dialogue
Memories implanted, protected and buried in mechanical fog
A clockwork of immense size, biological life being replaced
A cyborg's mind functions and fails, falling behind the veil

“I believe that at the end of the century the use of words and
general educated opinion will have altered so much that one
will be able to speak of machines thinking without expecting
to be contradicted.”                                              Alan Turing

Eye of the Storm

When the menace was known, it led intelligent people to try and end it
But when the menace was ignored, people grew lazy, and did nothing
The nuclear beast was not destroyed, its damnation and fire beckons
We think ourselves wise, we believe ourselves far too brilliant to act
Didn't we make the weapons to use, we gave birth to a beast ourselves
The disaster is a result of our hands, and our existence will end
With the beast we created as the only one left
We deserve this, we made it happen

Tsunami

No retreat, no surrender, I refused to flee this land
I can't obey or even remember all that you demand
Worlds awash in tears, no foundation built on sand
We cannot bear the fear of a future that is damned
A wave of destruction nears, I must make my stand

“Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going
by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities
decreasing, regrets mounting.”        Haruki Murakami

The Peak

I was finally able, after a sorrow, to reach the peak
The pinnacle waited for my ascent and victory
From there, I gazed upon heights and valleys
Tried to find you in beauty that redeems
The one with whom I'll create legacies
I'll leave after performing my finale
With you, I'll share all my dreams
Knowing that I can truly sleep
All my secrets will keep
For I'm finished waiting
In you I live again
I breathe now and truly believe
For as I'm held in your arms
There I am secure, with you
I'm safe from harm
In love so pure

The Weed Persists

Covid, Ebola, Anthrax, HIV/AIDS and Black Plague
All of our flesh suffers infection, we can never escape
No life is safe, it's ready to be taken, we can't awaken
Our flesh is a cage, temporary, we'll become forsaken
However flawed, a transcendent soul within us lives
And among the damage and disasters, I must forgive
I have caused as many catastrophes as I've been given
Life is a fatal disease, there is no cure, we must endure
Until we find the core of existence, within, assured
Be the weed that persists, you must never relent
Become the weed and continue to persist
Find the core of why you exist
And embrace that in your core

Politicians

With glib tongue, a sharp gathering of words
A politician spreads misinformation and trash
While the world listening should know better
They are lured by a perspective most absurd
His kind is a dying breed, he might be the last
But he'll endure, leading us to become debtors
Driving the vehicle of state into a fatal crash

The Choice

His letter to his family was brief, it said I am done
There is nothing to do now, but end this life now
But the drama was not ended, he experienced more
And he continued writing
I was sinking and couldn't stay afloat, but I finally made landfall
My mind was made numb, from self damnation and the alcohol
I chose my path, made my decisions and picked up my weapon
Aware that I'd fallen under the surface, a calm beyond beckons
Sleeping in the gray lands, my choices made by the emptiness
Shimmering auras, I'll transcend life in dreams made manifest

Our Greatest Triumph?

Robert Oppenheimer, Enrico Fermi and their friends
Had developed a weapon for their leader and his men
With a kind of weapon that wouldn't have an equal
The ultimate and final harvest would at last be full
There in the fields of eternity, full with the fruits
Forests clear cut, burned, removed at their root
Life, dream, memory and purpose to be taken
In humanity's triumph, we will be forsaken
And just know,  that for no other reason
Than that our species commits treason
To itself and the world surrounding
With no other purpose than killing
For a vile pleasure in taking life
To desecrate all sacred ground

If the radiance of a thousand suns were to
burst at once into the sky that would be
like the splendor of the mighty one.
I am become Death, the
shatterer of worlds.

J. Robert Oppenheimer
& The Bhagavad Gita

Shattered View

War turned all hopes shallow, emptied dreams turned fallow
When did we ever worry about the violence inflicted on earth
Staring into the empty world, outside of my broken window
The world now is decayed, bone dry dust, skeletons and worse
Aware that all has been lost, humanity has passed into shadow
How did I survive, was I lucky, or had I suffered a grave curse
Life bled out, in war, and every great city is now nuclear aglow
We've no hope, nothing left, but a dying dry bone thirst

Through The Prism

When what you think you want is what you need, isn't
You'll live for the moment, but see life through a prism
Nothing left inside, you're not shocked to be in prison
As others take from you, to steal your soul and dreams
Leaving nothing behind, but sorrow and the schemes
Wanting revenge, a way to fight back, you can't believe
So surrender to the quiet, pray it all goes silent
The world outside shatters the calm, but doesn't matter
Forgiveness frees you, not the one who will receive

To Sleep upon the Snow's White Field

Asleep in deep repose, in the glory of your fine bed
No more energy to spend, so you'll now slumber instead
I heard you breathe, soft, and unsteadily, the sound
Watched you dream serenely, upon a snow white ground
The great queen of the morning, the princess of every night
That heart beating proudly, your being composed of light

Oceans of Time

The final act is like that of the beginning
We fight alone as order decays into chaos,
My flesh cursed by pain, I am at a loss
My life trapped by fate, as if an albatross
All horizons are distant from my reach
And entropy causes us to beg oblivion
If our existence wanes, is ever fleeting
As we discover the blood meridian
Without understanding, sorrows linger
Defined by the fears of the unknown
Our world shakes, and creates martyrs
When time is ripped away we watch
Even as we alone struggle
We know, we can never atone
And we shake our fists towards the sky
Screaming against our small lives
Limited in moments, so lost in torment
Seconds pass into the oceans of time

Before the Monster of State

Does the state serve the people, or are we meant to serve the state
Is there justice, or is that for the wealthy and well represented?
If a police state exists, are we safe, or just tolerated by authorities
If citizens are pawns in a game of power, they'll lose the game
If forced to serve against our will, the leaders lead in shame
It has long since been time to resist, even if it ends in failure
We cannot hope to still persist, we come before the impaler
Our freedom will fade, all lives lost, as we writhe in pain

Twist in the Wind

In every circumstance I've made certain to piss away my hope
All the weasels crowd me, dance in victory, hand me my rope
Here take the noose, and some more, put it around your throat
There I'll twist in the wind, remembering my sins, and I choke

Nails

What is life meant to be
I asked will I ever be free
From all those foolish fears
And the things that sorrow me
I was on a path, my vision clear
But my sight was clouded
My life filled with tears
For this life has been a disease
One which I've no hope for a cure
As this world beckons and calls
With every failure, every flaw
Desiring to narrate my fall
And the cold pit and mire, deepens
Aware my flaws that cheapen
Every dream and hope I have
I've become enslaved to pleasure
Of the flesh, unto my death
I am the living flaw beyond measure
Nothing I can do will free me
My soul would do well to flee me
Give me another chance, I'll fail
My soul is made free by the nails
Led my savior to suffer and bleed
His was the sacrifice I need
To escape this fragile flesh
And take my final breath
I have victory, won for me
A freedom from my needs
For eternity, at last I can finally see
The chains that imprison me
Have been broken
I surrender, all that I am
I give all I have, to have nothing
To see all of eternity before me

“An unbelieved truth can hurt a man much more than
a lie. It takes great courage to back truth unacceptable
to our times. There's a punishment for it, and it's
usually crucifixion."                        John Steinbeck

Smiling through the smoke

My life has been eternal darkness, and a cold rain
Loving you has been walking upon broken glass
My good memories sucked out by vacuum and drain
You've sought to turn my dreamland into wastelands
With my flesh cut to ribbons and scars that will last
With nothing inside worth keeping, not even secrets
You've taken my heart but I know you'll reject me
Stealing my dreams, spreading anthrax to infect me
Awaken me now, I stare into the void and realize
This entire time you've mocked me for my honesty
But I see, you've always been wearing a disguise
You are there, smiling through the smoke, rising
As a fire of my life burns, smoke stinging my eyes

"Was the earth put here just to nourish
human loneliness?” Haruki Murakami

Absurd

Told there's only darkness or there's only light
Whatever we know to be true, remains absurd
A spirit keeps you alive but lets you die within
A black cat walks in the ink darkness of night
A singer who has a voice that cannot be heard
When branch-less trees still bend against wind
If a blind man sees more than a man with sight
Or a poet who can't understand written words
Our world is madness, order decays into chaos
Be one who seeks to love, whatever the cost
Nothing makes sense, stop worrying about it
In this existence, we exist, so have no doubt
All of our life has to be lived in order to know
And then, only by living does wisdom grow

"The absurd is born of this confrontation between the
human need and the unreasonable silence of the world.”

Albert Camus  --- The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays

Resolutions and Answers

Just ask if we're able to understand this puzzle before us
Will there ever be an answer, with information available
What lives will then die, as eternity beckons with justice
The final act's veil pulled back, drama ends, inescapable
The answers do exist, the questions will surely be solved
Over time all dreams fade, with every hunger resolved
Every moment has a purpose and this journey will end
You've one life to prove your worth as the message sent

“One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the
wish to die. This life appears unbearable, another unattainable.
One is no longer ashamed of wanting to die; one asks to be
moved from the old cell, which one hates, to a new one, which
one will only in time come to hate."                    Franz Kafka

Dust or Roses

Your love raised me from the dead
Gave me hope and dreams instead
Earth has a rhythm and it is perfect
Like songs as the motions intersect
Between blue skies and earth below
My heart, like a fire, eternally glows
It is your lips, and your fluid grace
You're in my arms, and sweet taste
You're certainly beautiful, I promise
Yes I surely know, I'm no Adonis
You inspire more than lust in me
What it is I can't say, an intrigue
A mystery wrapped up in the magic
When I see you, my heart does panic
Thoughts of you, will drive me mad
Forgive me please, I know I'm bad
But without you, I have only dust
And sorrow, the lust and mistrust
I am made of meat, with a spark
My soul was completely empty
And then you filled my heart
I've so much more than nothing
Than I'd have had, without the start
When you said that yes to me
This love affair has so burned
For nearly a third of a century

Dedicated to my wife Beth,
My heart's own love 

Married since June 11, 1988

PTSDBrain

I've played the scenes over and over again
A cycle repeats, without end or beginning
The memories burned in the data process
And with every second a chance remains
The sorrows and anger always imprinting
My life madness, a mental game of chess
Time after time, it goes on, can't be erased

“Even when lightning flashes inside the clouds, we say they
are only clouds and turn our attention to the next meal, next
pain, next breath, the next page. This is how we go on.”
                                        
                    Sidney Sheldon

The Flesh is Weak, But I Resist

I cast my stone into the eye of the storm
Before it strikes, ever circling, swallowing
There's nothing I can do, why even fight
The frozen winds scream, but I'm warm
Only one heart is beating, sorrowing
Flesh is weak, chance of survival slight
I resist because I refuse to accept lies
And in the end, that is all that matters
When we wear masks as our disguise
As every hope and dream shatters
I will persist, I will resist to the end
What matters the form of reason
In a world when we are treason

"The sanest and most logical choice lay
always in resistance.” Michael Moorcock

The Allies and The Bear

Americans like to believe a falsehood
Better perhaps to call it a fable
They alone had defeated the Axis
Flying high we were the Eagle
In truth it was only by help of the many
And most important the Russian Bear
Because it makes the drama less good
The British are forgotten by US history
Because a narrative needs two sides
The Nazis didn't fear the Americans
The Japanese did learn to fear them
Not quickly enough for some men
It takes a few lunatics to start a war
But the world pays for the lesson
It takes many to win a just war
War is rarely a righteous act
If it is so, it results in death and scars
The Americans were vital
But won only with the UK
The Commonwealth, France and Canada
As well as the people of the Soviet Union
All shedding their blood
To save others, and save the planet
From Racial Nationalists
From Militarists who hate
The world was divided after
And many alliances were lost
Friendships are missed
It requires a United Nations
But America often forgets that
Lost in the rain of victory

Refuse the Legacy

My heart breaks knowing our children will live in the devil's lair
Because when we fail them by allowing the nuclear nightmare
They'll fight our wars, created by these ideological idiots
And condemn each generation thereafter for our hubris
Brave for the sake of our very small minds and pride
Calling for the extinction of our species, a suicide
And the earth will recover, never remembering
We wounded it but we never surrendered
The earth will live on, but we will not
Made ourselves into false Gods
For us, there will be no return
This scorn is entirely earned
For we've caused extinction
The banner of crimson
We have slain our own
And now we are alone
Forever more

“The unleashed power of the atom has changed everything except our thinking. Thus, we are drifting toward catastrophe beyond conception. We shall require a substantially new manner of thinking if mankind is to survive.” Albert Einstein

Red Victory

In the greatest contest of human kind, two titans fought
One side was portrayed as darkly villainous, and evil
The other shown as bestial, violent, and powerful
The Soviet Union was a machine that had been wrought
And woven with steel, bullets, and the blood of labor
The Nazis marched into the Soviet Union's land
While attempting to kick down the door
Damaged, still able to fight, refused to fall back
The Red Army stood ready to remove all doubts
Finding Victory upon the day, May 9th 1945
Ни шагу назад!

The Celebration

The blood of patriots was spilled to take back the land
Red Star rose ascendant, against the Black Cross's hand
May 9th 1945, the Soviet state celebrated, a new nation
The Black Cross was destroyed, entered damnation

SOURCE

Farewell

I never stopped loving you but those wounds have healed
My heart wanted to stop beating but I couldn't stop living
I haven't a bit of wisdom to share, these lips are sealed
Can't love you again, but if you need it, you're forgiven
And now we can both walk away, as if we are strangers
Never again to be on the others mind, but life continues
We might've written a romance novel of so many pages
Instead, we chose to part forever, finding someone new
Farewell, I wish you well and all things good and true

“I think about you. But I don't say it anymore.”
Marguerite Duras       Hiroshima Mon Amour

The Day After Oblivion Ended

Defending the Reich were the home guard
A force of old men, disabled veterans and boys
And Waffen SS remnants of foreign volunteers
Men who once they'd taken the side of Germany
Were seen as traitors, couldn't go home again
The battle for Berlin was long, crushing, violent, bestial
By the end most of the defenders of the city were dead
The few citizens remaining would've fled if they could
Because Berlin by now was defeated, occupied, dying
By a Soviet army composed of workers and peasants
Who upon victory lifted high the banner of red
Nothing remained but the dead, in the ruins of a city
It had become a boneyard, or a tomb
There was now quiet, after years war, final battle
Europeans had lived in a state of pure Oblivion
But a change came with Red victory, resolution
Now'd come a peace, and armistice declarations
Nazi Germany had been an aggressive nation
Having made war upon perceived enemies
They found their enemies everywhere
Both inside and outside the state
Systematically murdering other people
Eugenics and race became the science of hate
Oblivion would indeed end, soon
But there would be retaliations
The consequences of war led to changes
Maps redrawn, Nazi leaders executed
Now the entire world realized
They'd been eyewitness to doom

SOURCE

27,000 Days Ago

Give or take a few days, oblivion ended in Europe
The greatest threat to world peace had been ended
Red Army units broke through to Berlin, Germany
American, French and British Empire units drove
Into those realms shattered by the Nazi occupation
This is so very long ago, why keep speaking of it?
We should remember, the Holocaust, damnation
The people killed for their race, forced starvation
So remember the end, remember what it required
Let us honor the dead
Let us lift their bodies upon the pyres

If Love Conquers All, Why are we alone?

Does love does conquer all, if so, why does it also hurt
Are we born alone to be compelled to find our lover
Are we meant to fail, broken inside, as if cursed
To be alone or incomplete without another
Even if flawed, we burn with a purpose
Completion, our soul accepted
Our beings connected

On this Day, The French Arose

May 7, 1429 C.E. The siege of Orleans was finally broken
By Joan of Arc and the French army, an act that gave hope
For years the English had tried to impose its will, and rule
But the English did not understand, Joan of Arc was chosen
The visions she had, allowed the French to reach forward
Soon casting off English chains, from occupation so cruel

The Dust of Collapse, Mingled with Tears of Joy

Anxiety makes me twist, rejecting invitations of fate
As death angel Azrael offers his kiss, eternity's taste
The words of hope choke in my throat, with the dust
Of my world's collapse, and the temptations of trust
Dare I hold upon the thought, that we might survive
And our love flourish, a world of lavish colors alive?
The dancers in the clouds of smoke are celebrating
Do they possess hope, so powerful and devastating
Are they tearing at their chest, all hope now shorn
In this moment are we mourning the recent dead
Or are we hearing the cries of the newly born

Freedom 7

On May 5, 1961 America had entered space
Looking down upon the American nation
For the first time, we held our breath within
Alan Shepard Jr. in the Freedom 7 ship
Orbited, if only briefly, to stake a claim
America was going to land on the Moon
If not immediately, someday soon

One Last Shot

Imagine that the end is coming
You've died for no good reason
Minutes passing, in the madness
Moments before that final shot
You died as a defender of a city
Where you grew up, your home
But even as Berlin was damned
Whatever the effort, it would fall
Whatever heroes or madmen
Attacking by oncoming waves
Of Soviet Army battle groups
Imagine the insanity and pain
Dying without having beliefs
Or you were a true believer
But by the end of the war
Those were few in number
Maybe you were drafted
Being compelled to fight
But already broken
A war damaged man
A First World War
80 year old veteran
A grandfather, a kind man
Or you're a 15 year old youth
Not an adult or able to vote
No politics or understanding
Only a blush of life and then
Dead without knowing, why
Why did you die?

Divinity

The aura about you, ecstasy and fulfilled delight
The scent you bear, of jasmine and starry nights
You call unto my soul, and I am transfixed here
As I wait upon you, your message sent so clear
Ambrosia, fair Elysium, Heaven and Paradise
You couldn't be more beautiful, my heart cries
I know I've found my way, my path is found
Wherever you walk, is the most holy ground
I love you, my dear, I need you for eternity
This world will pass, I mean this earnestly
All I want is you, I've nothing greater to say
My aim and heart are true, I wait for the day
That you are in my arms and safe from harm