Tuesday, December 31, 2024

Dreams don't matter?

You said you loved me, then took everything from me
And left me alone, with nothing but a pain from losing
This world swallowed me, pain was an unending terror
I didn't lose anything, but a feeling of needing to dream
Dreams don't matter, if your world doesn't even imagine
As when your dreams are shattered, dreams turn inward
Becoming nightmares, and moments of oblivion


Monday, December 30, 2024

The Arrival of Hope

The arrival of hope, in the midst of the darkness
Our future plans turn from despair and our fear
Time will stop and our dreams will be made real
Rather than the abyss of the unknown to stop us
This day will happen, never lose hope
A new you will be revealed


Sunday, December 29, 2024

Not my Fate, Not my Time

So many times, I decide fate before its called
With so many on the line, before my time
I take my shot sure, but if I'd just waited
I should find my way, instead I just fall
 I walk away, without knowing, I walk
Then I see Death approaching my way
I look him in the eye, no fear, we talk
He sees in others their fear and hope
Not in me, I stare in his eyes, smile
Death will take me or let me go
Without regret or guile, we all die
But I will fall when it is my time
Oh I've no rush, but I am aware
That I've no escape, only time
And that is truly all we get
Nothing unjust or unfair
We live or die
That's all


Saturday, December 28, 2024

At Last, We have Found it


Every life, every soul, every speck of sand
Atoms in motion unending, souls in action
Every breath, every movement, life rising
This flesh, in peace, knowledge of the path
These cold winds, toss dust into the oxygen
Our being finds the depths, release and hope
Everlasting Elysium, tall grass, gentle hills
We shall never age nor sorrow, never worry
For in this place, we know, Heaven is now
Now we know the one, we are with the son
Our hearts in union, the maker is known
We give our praise, at this, our reunion
Here we no longer seek, as we've found
The home we have always sought
We have now our sacred ground

Friday, December 27, 2024

Unholy Rain, Burning Generation

The rain falls, but it isn't washing anything away
Forever chemicals have a taste, numb my tongue
I run trying to dodge the falling water of radiation
The chemtrails left behind glow in the night's veil
Why endure, why fight to be alive
When the world is aim against us
AI missiles of knowledge are meant for the young
Philosophy being polluted, is now our damnation
The skies and clouds full, with unholy poison hail
We'll be better if we do not manage to survive
There remains no reason or justice



Thursday, December 26, 2024

Torn by Momentum

The storm rides the horse, until the end trail
In the middle of the madness, deep in the chaos
The world is without a form, without a purpose
Inside my mind, there is no firmament, spinning
There is no axis, no center, but a mass of atoms
I rebel against the gravity, I rebel against order
I give in, give up and surrender to momentum
And let physics and mass and velocity rule


Wednesday, December 25, 2024

The Sacrificial Lamb, The Lion of Judah

By the Creator, by the Lord of All
On a day when we have been blessed
Given the arrival of the child of God
Given voice, after millennia unspoken
Becoming forgiven, begin again as chosen
Living as we were created, by the purpose
And covered in grace and his mercy
Our King has come, let us celebrate
And prepare the way
As he returns


Tuesday, December 24, 2024

Perfect Surrender

Broken upon a torture wheel, made to beg for survival
But I can breathe through tears, and I bleed out black
The ink of a poet can be expressed, knowing that truth
The knowledge and wisdom of world, beckons arrival
The reckoning will destroy nearly all, but for a miracle
I pray for revelation, the final curtain's fall to be stayed
The suffering, the payment of cost, the perfect sacrifice
End is in place, we must own our failings, be cleansed
Embrace the graves, oblivion, or burning unimaginable
We've a chance to avoid our final fate, a lamb pristine
Mercy, wool white as snow, red wine given for blood
I'm not worthy of forgiveness but blessed by grace
I've surrendered and wherever this life ends
I earned my fate


Monday, December 23, 2024

To Wander The Desert

The world turned me away, I was stripped of my name
Walking alone in the desert, no water, no areas of shade
The sun seemed appointed to my being, focused on me
The throat was parched and dry, with no hope for oasis
I thought I was meant to endure, but perhaps I was not
The world is our test, we're meant to pass, perhaps I will


Sunday, December 22, 2024

One Chance

How many times must I have to break down
Before I realize, every being must be reborn
Clay and spark are not enough, we must rise
Before all the sands run out of the hourglass
I pray, hoping to not find all hope is gone
We may pursue a world through all the scorn
But whatever we do, we're limited by time
In our life we've only a single last chance
Let us live, find the path, and find hope


Saturday, December 21, 2024

My Only Love

As I saw her eyes, I saw a future that would be ours
I saw the eyes reflect, movement and joy, our son
Dreamt of a heart in her love, to share a life's hours
Her flame red hair, beautiful being, a soul inspiring
Her intellect frightening, wisdom earned and towers
I was saved in her, her glory, in her living power
Born and renewed, I found my being redeemed
By a kind of love I could never imagine, finding
One heart that is kind and good, a love binding


Friday, December 20, 2024

The Bodies Floated upon the Shores

We crossed the North Sea, over the submerged Doggerland
Forty healthy men and women, armed for war, and focused
Our task was to land silently, swiftly march to Saxon shores
And kill the villagers, and burn the buildings of the villages
So that the next series of ships, waves of the next invaders
Could land closer to the populated cities and fortified towns
And burn them as well, and light the shores with the inferno
With the final wave of ships landing, crushing the defenders
And by doing so, we leave Britannia in the control of Danes
None of our first wave lived to see the results of our invasion
None of the second wave survived, but destroyed their targets
Third wave succeeded, by the strategy, pointed the last wave
Forward, nothing was stopping the Northmen, from victory
I write this from Valhalla, and I remember the cries of war
The drums pounded and beat, the roars of screams of anger
Accompany the Saxons to death, and Northmen to their fate
The loss was counted as necessary, the tribe leaders satisfied
I watched the deaths as I was pulled from the field, to speak
The slaughter helped no one, as violence only lingered more
Saxon shores polluted by blood, burnt ships, burnt villages
All Doggerland's ghosts watched in horror, over the harvest
For nothing, as dead floated, some in armor, upon the shore


Thursday, December 19, 2024

For Sarah, WINTER OF THE HEART

Sarah showed me extraordinary care, from the depths of her heart. And I experienced a thaw, in December.



Wednesday, December 18, 2024

The View from Sacred Ground

Standing upon sacred ground.
The days are different, but same.
The seasons change, but not me.
I am a fool.
There is no other reason.
Spent every day feeling betrayed.
When I had everything I needed if not wanted.
As I watch, others suffer, and am haunted.
Entitled and selfish, feeling a stain.
My path felt like some treason.
From a fate so cruel.
I am alive.
I could have been dead.
Suffering, but could be tortured.
The world is suffering, 20,000 die a day.
From hunger, from diarrhea, from violence.
I should feel hope and fortune, but deny.
This world is nothing but beautiful.
This life is fortune and glory.
But I see it from the depths.
Of the one who is lost.
And never found.

Dedicated to those miracle workers who showed me how to embrace my world. My being. Acknowledge my creator. Love and embrace those who are kind and empowered with hope.  I am fortunate, however foolish and empty I approach this my existence. I love my friends, j't' adore, ich leibe diche. Ti' amore.




Tuesday, December 17, 2024

The Wait Before Arrival

All are the same, each start alike
Held wet in their sack of fluid
Like a perfect organic machine
Regulating that future live being
Their arrival but a matter of doubt
Some are taking time in delivery
Every one of us aren't ready to go
Some arrive before completion
Soon or later, the water breaks
The mother unit's water flows
Time ticks, and running out
A being is born to the world
Fearsomely, gloriously
And powerfully made



Sunday, December 15, 2024

The Glory

I stepped forward into this life that had danger
It only occurred to me that it meant more later
To live a life that meant more than I could see
My love for many, for those who cared for me
I was blessed beyond, and so I thank the world
Being so much more, something unpredictable
When I could be empty, without love or mercy
The grace I've experienced goes well beyond
And those who are in this land, are glorious

"Joy, thou spark from Heav'n immortal,
Daughter of Elysium!
Drunk with fire, toward Heaven advancing
Goddess, to thy shrine we come.
Thy sweet magic brings together
What stern Custom spreads afar;
All men become brothers
Where thy happy wing-beats are."

    Friedrich Schiller


Saturday, December 14, 2024

Not Less For Being Different

I have been accused of being gay, due to my tears and emotions
In romantic terms I've never been that, but it isn't an insult to me
I am not afraid to show my emotional feelings, it is in my nature
My love has been aimed at powerful women, beautiful and bright
Beyond those I love, I'm moved by the soft, the kind, and caring
What is the society's weakness, if kind is then perceived as weak
But I'd rather die remembered for being kind, than as an asshole
If I am weak, my voice is still working, if I am sad, watch me cry
I had a birth mother, an adoptive mother and a mother in law
I'd rather be dead than ignore the good they did for my life
My wife taught me what love was, my sister taught me joy
Women, in every respect move me, so I will not apologize
Emotions, love, hope, kindness, aside from beauty, are glorious

Books to know the power of women, and their worth

Friday, December 13, 2024

The Circle

Surrounded by a circle of thugs, assassins, and back stabbers
All cannot wait for the opportunity to take an anger out on me
This Earth is lawless, no, it is much worse than that, but wild
Can't be tamed by order, only fall much further into entropy
I'll not let the darkness become perceived as being the light
One must stand before them, absorb the damage that rules
I'll give my life if necessary, for the baseline of humanity
Used to be good, it used to be about nobility and courtesy
But now, life became how order will decay into havoc
But before humans are lost in madness and violence
Surrender, choose to die, before becoming like them


Thursday, December 12, 2024

I know it

Among the many, I am one of the few
Those liars all hate me, I speak the truth
My dreams are empty, but soul is inspired
No hope has been lent me yet I'm on fire
I don't care if it kills me, don't care if I die
Even if I'm toxic, you drank poisoned wine
Life is over, my life is over
But it is never over, it isn't that easy
The hard part remains
I call the name
When the gate is locked
But I'm going to be getting in
One way or the other, I have no shame
My brain is diseased, you know I'm insane
If you ask why I'm in
It's about sin
And who you know
Who you believe
Who you trust
What's burning within


Wednesday, December 11, 2024

At Road's End

I spent my years, there is nothing left
The world called for more, to silence
Before me was a world of infinite hope
After me, the world will spin and turn
My beginning was hard, I was bereft
I never was what he wanted, but quiet
The years of hope were short, darkness
But in the darkness we must be ready
To live at all or see what's really there
I'm no more sad to die, than live anew
A true world is found in a narrow path
To live is to love, to exclude from life
A cancerous wrath, the arrogant being
I want to know what I tasted, and hope
So that when I am gone, I don't linger
In hope that I didn't miss out, in envy
For I ignored much, I avoided more
As now I am broken, nothing's offered
So I will sleep in eternity, until I wake
Asked why should I stay I'll simply say
I fail, but know well the truth I believe
That's all I know, that, and I'm tired


Tuesday, December 10, 2024

XOMBIE

He's a xombie after a life of fire and burning
Let loose in their soft beings with a hunger
Those yet living scream in fear and fleeing
But that xombie still lived, he'd never died
Torn by horror, survived all things hurting
Stood alone, with a heart beat like thunder
So ugly and frightening, he just was being
And those who never felt pain, died inside
They never knew what it'd took to endure
Never knew pain that drives you forward
The xombie was being honest, not hiding
The life still left behind was horror, pure
But no one cared to ask, nor to seek
They ran away, refusing him to heal
In fleeing the prejudices revealed
Humans hate anyone different
Whoever they really are inside
Whatever they wish they'd be
Themselves most of all


Monday, December 2, 2024

Inside our Heart

In a world where the shadows give us the fullest embrace
The cold winds are our breath, and we live just for a taste
We are alive in a void, oblivion's emptiness sucks our life
Our flesh shivers but a fire inside our heart keeps us warm
But we endure, we survive, and do so by divine design


Sunday, December 1, 2024

A Very Cold December

The month December is cold, being here in the North
As are the hearts of people turning from the homeless
We linger in our heat, comfortable beds, and blankets
Not different from the world, it long ago turned away
Snow can preserve and freeze, it can also be a slayer
Freezing you inside, and then stops body functions
Not telling you what to do, but empathy saves lives
We shiver in the freeze, we do not want to live there
Reach out for a moment, and connect with another
By that giving them hope, that life is not hopeless


Saturday, November 30, 2024

The Truth is

Despite being relentless, I still failed
Nothing'd help, because I was a stain
My flesh became pale and decaying
Enemies attacking me were constant
But truly, I was my greatest enemy
I let the flames burn my cord, feeble
There was nothing inside and worse
Every person I love becomes cursed
The world laughs, thinks I am a liar
But what I am is honest about life
I've failed and it is my full legacy
It's not a matter or a point of view
It is a thing many people don't do
About their life, they can't tell the truth
It requires too much pain, and honor
But I know what I've done and not
I've a disease, it is called entropy
And there is no cure, it is my lot
It is simply the truth


Friday, November 29, 2024

With a Portent of the Coming Disaster

By volcanic explosive rain, lava and stones flying
The humans felt that the Gods were speaking, angry
They weren't without warning, rather many portents
The nearby Mount Vesuvius released smoke and ash
Many citizens of the nearby villages fled, if possible
But many more, remained in their homes, tragically
Vesuvius erupted, those left behind then suffocated
All nearby towns were covered in ash, few survivors
In the end it was no different than any other disaster
But the ash covering the dead, preserved it for now
It opened eyes about daily life, far from the present
The dying and fleeing emptied villages, cities, towns
However one lived, slave or free, disaster killed all
Without any preference, without order, lives ended
The rich died as quickly as the poor, unlike now
Where money allows the rich safety and excess
And the poor and labor will have to die



Thursday, November 28, 2024

To know true worth

To seek treasure, beyond count, beyond measure of worth
To pursue sexual pleasure, sleeping as a number counter
To know the secrets of power, that one might have leisure
Will lead a man, to the pit of despair, making it all a curse
It'll stain the purest gold cross, and fade a diamond's shine
Rather, seek the good, kindness, all rewards will find you
In other words, seek what is righteous and you will rise


Wednesday, November 27, 2024

To Be a Man

People tell me I am too emotional
Hell yes I'm emotional, or I show 
All that I go through, refusing to lie
People have stuffed their emotions
Deep down in the gullet, or further
Men are supposed to be stoic, cold
But that isn't actually healthy inside
Being emotional discomforts people
We're told to settle down and take it
Take it like a men, like men are told
I am made to be honest, to be open
I wouldn't be, if I wasn't who I am
If I love you, I will be telling you
Or dislike you, I know you'll know
I can't help it, it is in my nature


Tuesday, November 26, 2024

Earth Goes On, In A Way, We Do Too

Our living forms died out long ago, but we remain
Our ancestors disappeared, our descendants extinct
And yet, we in spirit form watch, the world goes on
In mist and cold, in deserts of sand and dust storms
We remain, spirits reach out, these hands are empty
In the northern wastes, we shiver as we did in flesh
The equator is rich in warmth, with glory in the life
Below on land and sea, all of the humans are gone
A wasted existence, after we cursed a planet's gifts
Humans are good at killing, leaving blood and rifts
And now the planet thrives, without our final curse
To call us ghosts or dead, doesn't matter we endure
Before we passed, we learned from our Earth
The flesh is born and dies, but our spirits rise
In victory for we found our path to ever
Where all those who follow arrive


Monday, November 25, 2024

To See It Happening Before Us

Soon, we will see the results of choices, that were made without thoughts
Doom will occur, as a lack of empathy then destroys all that was wrought
Tombs built, reveled in for the beauty will reminded us of all that was lost
Wombs of all women will be our means of recovery, from the storms cost
 It is and was time to act, we've lost time, and so much ground to apathy
We have to recognize the danger, of giving our freedom to tyrants
Or our effort to create a world equal and free will die for good
Extinction will occur, our planet will become pure silence


Sunday, November 24, 2024

How Glorious is our Home

We are not the first to speak, we are first to understand that we spoke
No context knowing existence of species lost to extinction's finality
Pure arrogance for us to assume knowledge of grandeur and disasters
Of worlds and creatures gained and then all lost in tragic destruction
Lost in time, in disarray and madness, from nature, or human choices
We may not have created high level math, or build amazing things
Recent events are exciting, rare finds of artifacts are amazing, and yet
It is only a veneer of knowledge of context of this planet called Earth
Let us be humble, and let us respect our world, and pray to survive
For the telling signs of the future look to us to be the last humans
For reasons of our own actions, and of those we've no control
Perhaps we will ultimately live, with all of humanity's tribes
In the most glorious change in outlook, and a healthy hive
How glorious is our home, let us be humble, and care for it
Forever


Saturday, November 23, 2024

The Hunted

Yes we are now the hunted
Forced to live underground
After being attacked, fearing the sky craft
For our safety of our family, and our being
They were monsters, or some machinations
We've no way to reach them, but they strike
Wiping out villages, our cities, of fortresses
We lived inside the world, our safe havens
They are demons, beings we've never seen
Inside the earth, we stare upwards, in fear
Our homes wiped out, we fled, by running
Our people deserve hope, we deserve justice
We will barely survive, unless we can fly
It is an unfair match, we are the hunted
And they seem to only plan to kills us
Whatever we do, we must respond
They don't seem interested in being friends
So rise we must, learn to fly
Or for us it is the end
Extinction


Friday, November 22, 2024

The Aliens Wait

The Aliens Wait

The Hive lives in a clockwork constructions
Functioning as reconnaissance, for their plan
Floating high upon clouds, there above Earth
They've come from ions, far distant travelers
Coming with designs upon the planet's riches
With no contact yet with any intelligent life
Nor do they have any interest in life on Earth
Perhaps they will with a full stage invasion
And then the humans will be made extinct
A simple matter of when the time is right
Humans have no concept of cosmic time
Their weapons only bows spears, swords
But the Hive possesses futuristic weapons
Their technology will then make extinct
Any beings with a mind, a will to resist
It was only a matter of time


Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Tired

So many times I've fallen, and refused to rise thereafter
My heart isn't strong like it was and my mind is so tired
I struggle to endure, I can't go to the end rather than quit
These sorrows held my arms and silenced all my laughter
Over time what I've done, has always been fully inspired
I'm not saying anything new, I've no resistance, I submit
And let those who judge, then judge
And let those who grieve not grieve
Wherever I will be, there will be peace


Monday, November 18, 2024

Be Resilient

Told to consider the year I'd had
And ask if it was a good one or not
A mix of cancer and broken bones
In loss, depression, and sleepless
But then someone gave me advice
They taught me hope, which leads
To my believing in more than this
I was able to trust, able to dream
I have realized, flesh is temporary
These trials made me know GOD
Discover my future in my past
Believe in hope, believe in truth
Able to believing in the future
Rather than remind myself
Of my failed past



Sunday, November 17, 2024

THE EMPIRE OF ROME SPQR

Many in modern life, believe Rome had failed
They had orgies, ate until vomiting, loved war
They were entertained by spectacle, and killing
If you didn't agree with Roman religion, jailed
And the empire as large and as thoroughly able
Controlling most of Europe and all the Levant
Master of war, of trade, of culture and intellect
Had a list of defeated enemies, vast, enormous
Those who Romans killed most? other Romans
The Civil Wars for power, for money, for ego
Most of the dysfunction found in the leadership
Emperors were narcissists and megalomaniacs
Not all, but many were assassinated, few retired
Some of the best leaders, weren't fully capable
So Rome, great empire and conquering power
Killed more of its own Legions, than others
The sort of disorder that happens after division
As so often happens, to wealthy lands
Fighting itself and everyone else



Saturday, November 16, 2024

Enough

Pain from loss was far more than I could take
But pain from self inflicted wounds was worse
I lingered in shadows of a life no one wanted
I grieved my life, deeply bitter, blaming God
But when I found someone who felt her worth
Never measuring worth of others, comparing
Finding me, so self entitled, I imprisoned me
My heart needed to love as much as seek love
I took a different view, something more true
Instead of my constant need, I'd well enough


“Every one is worthy of love, except him who
thinks that he is. Love is a sacrament that
should be taken kneeling.” Oscar Wilde

Friday, November 15, 2024

Only humans can wound it

We aspire to be something special,
To be far more than what we are
But in the glory from our creator
We're loved, able, and we are whole
This world is wonder filled, magnificent
Blessed indeed, found upon an anomaly
A world pregnant with life and resources
We can't praise his work ever enough
But our lives are not at all innocent
One does not need to know prophecy
To that humans are going to fail
But we were sent to find more
Than pleasure and gold
To commit wars and crimes
We have only a short time
In all this planet's years
Once the storm of its birth
Things were not settled
In that form it was struck
By meteors and planets
But since becoming whole
Only humans have wounded it
In the ways that can kill

Thursday, November 14, 2024

When I fail again

I have nothing left to offer
Despite my need of your grace
I can only forgive so many times
Before I feel that I'm being used
But there is more in this life
Than hurt feelings, than grieving
I want to feel joy, I want to hope
I need to be loved, and be seen
For I am invisible, and pitiable
I ask endlessly to be healed
But my body decays
If I were the one chosen
I am sure I'd be useless
For the sacrifice is not pure
I am not spotless, not sinless
I am a mistake, a fool
But I believe, and hope
My only hope is to be redeemed
The one who makes that happen
Is you


Wednesday, November 13, 2024

Time in Elysium

The days go by without time to measure them
A land of peace and gentle existence, timeless
What's there to worry about a beautiful horizon
The insane pace of life will fade, to a calm rest
Once we all receive our daily bread, time ends
Reaching a moment of time, that doesn't grow
The standstill, is not uncomfortable, it is calm
I lay upon the side of the hill, in golden grass
Watching the horizon, with gentle warmth
And the days roll into other days, again
Then again it will linger in the moment
A land of gentle, perfect beauty, fertile
The days never get hot, never grow cold
Only rest, joy, and love for each other
No seasons, no history, no legacy
Only redemption, and peace


Tuesday, November 12, 2024

Just Follow?

I chose this path, knowing it leads to Hell
I burn inside from a way of walk, my fall
Lord called me to be, but my soul seethes
For I choose the worst things, I can't sleep
I can't dream, I am trapped in this question
How can a God perfect, create one like me
Full of sin, full of hungers, none are good
I was a stain from the beginning, doomed
Jesus offers grace, rather than punishment
Can't understand how I do not have to be
Perfect before I am clean, I'm redeemed
He didn't tell me be clean first, he said
Come follow me


Monday, November 11, 2024

The Crowd Cheers the Battle

That rhythm and time, the sound of the crowd
Sweating, exhausted from a gladiatorial battle
Bleeding from wounds, but not enough to die
Closer one comes to dying, arena becomes loud
Sands, the floor of the arena, steps uncertain
We don't hate the opponent, we honor his name
In a fight for the entertainment of the arena
A fight that will steal the life of one of those
In battle, fight for the pleasure of the crowd
He will die, losing any chance to be free
He'll die there on the arena floor, alone
Without hope of healing, or bed to die on
Citizens will pay to get in, to watch this
Violence is to entertain, a people lost
They gained an empire, but gave it up
For the ease of living, without honor



Sunday, November 10, 2024

I have nothing, so why worry

If I am living for the next world
I would miss out on loving now
My pet companions and family
Wouldn't get love that I can give
My friends wouldn't know me
For both good and ill, I'm unique
I'm one who makes others laugh
I'm a person who shares hope
As if there is nothing to keep
There certainly is hope, but more
I am bringing my memories
Of my beloveds, and that is
   Everything worth having
No one, in fact, is keeping score


Saturday, November 9, 2024

WE ARE FOREVER

The drums of war, the fires of violence
The bodies are scarred, by our actions
We do not carry the word of our Gods
We fight to feed our people, and live
The drums of war, the horns call out
We are coming, we will be there soon
If we'd quit this, our people would die
We will travel oceans and cross the land
And spread our way, and bring doom
They call us the Rus, for our red hair
And our complexion, polish by wind
This season of slaying, will end soon
But we will have changed our world
And we will have changed our lands
Neither proud to slay, nor to disdain
We're the Vikings, and we're forever


Friday, November 8, 2024

To Find a Path

To live a life without pain, is impossible
To exist without a failure, you'll still die
Instead of being perfect, aim to love all
Instead of being rich, find riches in life
You don't get to choose family, or health
You do get to find the hope in all things
Choose your path, find your way in love
On that path, find the way and enough
We've only this one life to live, choose
Forgiveness leads to hope becoming you
And you are able to know, life is yours
Your choices and decisions, are cured
With every moment that you love
Love leads you to fly above
The clouds fall beneath you
Life is a gradual work
And it becomes pure
When it is true


Thursday, November 7, 2024

The Last Voyage

Years fully now upon me, the injuries and scars never fade
Winds blow through my being, chilling me fully through
I was navigator, by stars tracking, we sail in the darkness
My years as a very respected officer of my chieftain's crew
Oh truly I've been given something, good for life, saved
For a living mind grows, embraces winds and ocean blue
Lands found, people we meet, and the sword's sharpness
This will be my last voyage, I intend to live well and true
This life I was given was rare, one enjoyed, but painful
A life for the dark minded but light hearted, a life fair
A bleeding wound, no abate, I know I will die here
Where I've spent life, let me be fed to the sharks
They survive as do we, let me be thrown to them
I want to die feeding their hunger, with no fear
I've lived long, loved the life I was given
I wished to die at see, a joy long hidden
Now to Odin in Valhalla I will cheer
In the throes of ecstasy, knowing
Ices floes are red with my blood
I died well and valkyr approach
Choose me now maidens
I am ready!


Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Ignored and Hated

I was in a square cell, but the torture sessions were beyond inhumane
Told to stand on two broken legs, forced to climb with broken fingers
Ordered to kill one other for the state, to see and know if I was loyal
I said no, and I was immediately made flat on the floor, bleeding out
I'll never obey evil's unjust orders, or unjust demands, I'll reject you

Tuesday, November 5, 2024

A Different Kind of Sacrifice

The sacrificial altar is red with our life wine
The crowd cheers the death, with a great joy
Hope to sate a hunger of one thought divine
With a pure offering, they'll not be destroyed
But they've fallen in a pit with no true escape
Purest lamb chosen stained in its own blood
In this is a spectacle, but it is not a holy one
Surrender your own heart, give your sacrifice
Be ready for the response, it comes as a flood
And when you are washed, you are clean
Forever afterwards, redeemed
The sacrifice has already been made


Monday, November 4, 2024

No I can't, I am just me

Your punishment for disagreement
Is a way to make me turn your way
You act like I am a leper, contagious
My flesh burns, bitterness vehement
Tell me to act as if I am on the stage
No I won't, to you I'm outrageous
There's nothing inside me you want
When I die, my memory will haunt
For you've only this single chance
And don't control the circumstance
I will always exist, as you then fade
For I trust, while you stare and rust
You are so bitter and lost
In your madness and lust
Life has taught you nothing