Death of a Nation
No, it can't be
Insufferable to the damned!
Neither pain, nor
Emotion could compel
Ever be something less
Loath to the East!
Evacuate to the West!
Vanquish the sand!
Eradicate the hate!
Never forget the blood of fate!
To all the fallen greats
Who never did see the light of day,
Oh, never forget them.
The scorching sun and
Heated earth, to
Others' blisters and
Unwavering faith, to
Salume oath of
Amazing grace of
Nothing to end the
Death of a bitter fate
Others would rise;
No, that would be too great a fate
Either this, or an utter bliss...
The Pioneers
The winds rush and blow
leaves crunch and rustle
the children run and cry
the lovers cuddle in the breeze
and the writers dream...
As the rains fall
and the winds blow
The cold follows close
The trees already bore
and are ready to rest
in a solemn peace
Their leaves fall
to kiss Mother Earth
and show her love
And to shower her love,
she raises their young
As the saplings grow...
Much may follow.
But let it be so;
There my be something
not yet known
As the Dust Settles
As the stones around you would
crumble the road
There would be something to loose control.
And as the dust would settle on the ice
The bricks would fight
And the smoke of love
would burn your eyes...
Oh, there would be something else to say
but it would never leave the lips
and it would burn the soul
But it would never hurt...
As the earth shatters and breaks,
they would see the day of change;
but it would be too late...
And as the sun would rise...
the earth would cry
a silent cry
The iron would hold many
to save the few
But it would never be enough.
As the stones would fall
from mountain top...
The road would crumble and stop.
From Mysteries of Above
As waters fall of misty air
The oceans rise of mineral bare
To save a solemn silence
of something oh so bitter sweet
As the silver drops complie
to bathe the earth of winter day
the rushing waters cleansed the sand
of crystal air
Oh to shore on this day
as the steam should rise and fall
This flow of life
to feed the earth
would bring forth a cleansed girth
And as the mercury would fall
from the sky and above...
There would be of such wonder
to be
A Sound of Silence
The sounds would mesh together
as if they were in chains
So to hear a shrill of terror
was not out of the ordinar
The writers wrought
The people stared
And the scream carried through the air
And since that day
I pondered bare
"What could have been?"
But many a day
have come to pass
And so it is no
This, Always There
How it could ever be?
I should not know
But be tha as it may,
we should ever know
Change my mind
you could never
This being of a blissful grace
yet of a bitter place
Shackles yield
but would restrain
And mallets would build
Change my mind
you could never
This law of fate
yet a guide of sleight
These shades of gray
cloud The Way
But be that as it may,
Change my mind
you could never.
A New Rest
The box is cold
The dirt hard
And the dust
unbreathable
The cold that would follow
would never be spoken of again
The dew would be my quilt
and the box my bed
The stars would be
my friends evermore
And time,
no more
As the grass would age
the leaves fall,
and the trees grow;
The stones would stay
The rain would polish
the sun would bleach
and the sand would shave
They would walk,
but not much
As night would become day
More would join our ranks
of Dust and Decay.
Black Rivers
The walls ooze crimson
of pure pain and agony
To haunt those that
would gaze upon
the horrors of
The Red Walls
As flesh would rot
and bone would break
The Witness would testify
The skys a bitter gray
clouds rain
and the Dead roam
The Demons enslave
The Reaper takes
As all come loose,
the Crescent would be
The dust would choke
the Living of earth
And as the star would set...
The Souls would flee
of crimson bands
in the breeze
I Enter
I saw this burning light
of glory to be made
The comfort of this place
would keep me safe
and I would feel no more pain
A throne of golden fire
would greet me There
of warm arms to hug me bare
Diamonds would escape from mine eyes
to wash His feet
His hands,
strong and cores
but soft and kind
With these hands,
He would take me There.
There were others,
so many others;
to greet me There
with warm arms to hold me Here.
The Calling
Either save us or
Avenge them, to know all
Range must be brought to light
Never forget these fallen ones
Trust me;
Others could have done
Leave the lost
Invite the new.
Venture far from home
Earn your place amongst them
Live in the now
Inlighten the last souls
Vacant is this people
Enable the noble few
Trudge for all the tired and wiry
Open thine eyes for all spirit
Defy them, you must
Immaculate THE Ones
Enlighten the last souls