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Earth
What world is this?
Where angels fall to their knees in anguish
and shadows whisper sweet sorrows
from the darkest corners of moonlit streets.
No man is rich standing alone
against the world,
but all are kings and queens.
Pieces on a chess board.
Toyed with by foreign gods.
Sacrificed,
one for the other,
for the good of many.
The last of the free
huddle in corners.
as thousands pass blind
thousands- whining, chattering
thousands
the thousands add to millions
millions - saying nothing, doing nothing, being nothing
slaves
made by imported cars and fancy suits
by us
Lady Liberty stands down
from her ever vigilant post
silent, sad, failed
The last great tree falls without notice
with only the wind
to mourn its death
Silence
.
Words
These angel's words i do speak
and no one hears the cry beneath
of love long lost, fear and pain
hidden by the pouring rain
of angel's words that i do speak.
Words of joy and words of laughter
words of love from above
mask the words of pain beneath
as angels words i do speak.
no one hears my lonely soul
no one hears its quiet call
for love that lasts the tests of time
a touch to make this last chance mine
i do not ask for what i need
but angels words i do speak.
no tears i cry for what i feel
instead i cut the cards and deal
.... another loosing hand.
I stand tall and i stand proud
another hand will come around
and if im dealt the ace of spades
or king of hearts or jack of knaves
perhaps love will this time stay
and my own words of joy I'll speak.
My hope renewed i play the game
as all the bad things stay the same
and all my tortures lay beneath
these angel's words that i do speak.
.
Storm
A blizzard
of misery
falls
between
he and i
blocking out
all light
from
the caring
sun.
Deeper,
darker,
bottomless
becomes
the snow.
He moves on.
Enchanted
by the storm
i stand
mezmerized
by hope
and faith.
Deeper,
darker,
bottomless,
is
the snow
Until he
is above
and I
below
the endless
snow.
.
Colour
The morning
is bruised
purple and blue.
Upon the sun's
ascent
the wounds
bleed red and gold
onto the fair skin
of winter.
With afternoon
the white heart
cries
frozen tears
of forgotten
love.
Night brings
silent rage
the world black.
.
Commitment
I follow close
yet far behind
I accept
but do not understand
I love you
I hate you
You are my world
you are nothing
I see you, watch you
yet i am blind
you are my joy
my sorrow
You do not love me
yet will not let go
you talk
but fail to express
I am at peace
in pain.
.
Guardian
I dwell in darkness
so you may better
see the light.
I stand watch
so you may sleep
soundly.
I hear the wind
whisper stories
told by trees
of souls
long passed.
I walk alone
on ribbons
of moonlight
as the world
dreams.
I am the slayer
of the monsters
that plague you.
I am the earthly friend
of ghosts,
the keeper
of lost souls.
Fear not the night
for I
am watching.
.
Fare thee well
and goodbye my Love.
Shall we Meet again?
Perhaps not,
but maybe in Ophelia's
field of flowers.
When i shall remember
as you may forget.
Golden wheat
and harsh wind.
Bouquet's of forget me not
and yellow roses,
the sunrise
and the storm.
Our first Kiss.
Fare the well
and goodbye my Love.
Just beyond my reach.
I'll love thee
always and forever
Though those words,
I will never
speak.
Last Updated May 24, 2007