We did not think the Tempters words
were true when we complied
but after years of being spurned
by those embalmed in light
the ever-present off’ring
of the one who trades in lies
became a salve for suff’ring
when we fled into the night.
Do not believe we fail to grasp
this deadly game we play
and ’tis true that we never asked
for you to ease our pain.
But sometimes those whose torch burns fast
and yields the brightest flame
are those who live behind a mask
of bitterness and shame.
Don’t blame yourself for tragedy
happens to every life
but on occasion those like me
admit we’ve lost the fight.
The scales of justice have indeed
become a ghastly sight
but we all know it’s just the fee
for living in the night.
As moonlight casts its glow around
and shadows dance upon the ground
I walk upon this forlorn trail
of ancient and abandoned fairs
remnants of a wonder lost
when children’s eyes at last are washed
and cleansed from youthful ignorance
as time steals away innocence.
While joy which once so prominent
has fled apace to their lament
and tear-stained cheeks mellow the glow
of love once preciously unknown.
The carousel now creaks and sighs
upon its rusted hinge of life
remembering the former days
when children came and laughed and played.
Dejected from this mournful sight
I seek to turn away my eyes
But glancing in the mirror I
see what was not realized.
This fair once so ebullient
is nothing more than my lament
over the life I’d left behind
when ’twas life’s meaning I denied.
So out again upon the trail
I walk from that so doleful fair
whose mere exuberance at life
now’s withered from its mournful plight.
The clouds have seemed to block the moon
and shadows hold a deeper gloom
the wind has started creeping in
in forms of dark and desperate men,
while shivering I onward press
in search of that lost happiness.
Ah fearful vengeance hasting toward this mortal soul
thrusting heinous worries forward as if silent deadly swords
except me from, I ask of thee, that long awaited fate
deny me not my last request before it is too late.
Those nobles’ visage on display in purple splendor be
naught but remnants of the life once evidenced in me
alas though as a fearful terror of night brought into day
they in becoming what I’ve not now mock me in disdain
So cast me out upon the seas of dark and deadly waves
leave my soul to wander lest I plague those who’ll remain
Scorn my presence from afar, denounce me while I roam
Forms and figures once called friends set watch over your homes
This last identity I find remorsefully inside
for twas the one which I had fought until it snared my life
I’d ask for your forgiveness as the storms come rolling in
but diseases from such noxious traits deserve the end their given
So as this guilty sinner spreads his thoughts upon the seas
I know that there is nothing more that men can do for me.
Fearful vengeance swift and true make haste to find your mark
allow me to abide no more with black and calloused heart.
Vindicate the world which has so long held scorn for me
and curse me with the plagues which fester in visceral fury
Curse the heart which curses God and punish what remains
for life’s existence bodes eternal evidence of shame.
And as these words escape my soul in ranks upon the page
I now attempt to stay their flow lest secrets held escape
diligent reader ascertain the fiction and the prose
And through the light of truth discern what iron pen composed
End this abhorred nightmare bliss of eloquence disclosed.
Remember when the darkness comes
And I’m no longer there
That you were one who withheld hope
When I was in despair
I wish not equivocity
But rather love is shared
Alas though we’ll not strive again
We’re cursed within this glare.
A fabled mystic long ago
Once spoke a solemn prayer
But quickly you’ve forgot it
And settled for pious heirs
Clinging to vestiges of hopes
So laden down with fears
You’ve lost the heart and mind to fight
As poisoned by the air.
So breath it in and breath it out
Pretend you’re unaware
Of who it was offered no hope
When I was in despair.
We dare not beguile ourselves
To think we’re strong as we once were
And through our smiles fear abounds
Our youth’s vigor is not as firm.
With trembling hands we gaze around
Attention not quite so pure
Without desiring we’ve found
Life’s empty bitter lures.
Though battered will and creasing brow
Behold future’s visage demurred
Our life yet still sends out its sound-
To what end we are not sure.
Four walls linked side-by-side
Shadowed by a tower high
Guards keeping freedom at bay
-Prisoners mourn their days
Life shut in by gates and chains
Hope kept out, though guilt remains
Choices made, and errors wrought
Serve as evidence forgot
By those who take residence here
For they remind only of years
That are to be repaid behind
These walls removed only by flight
A somber reminder to be grateful for the freedom we have on this Independence Day.
Lights in shadows
The war has ravaged what was left behind
Filled with sorrows
Hope is borrowed
Against the bleakness of this silent night
Until the echoes
From the bellows
Sends the smoke back soaring to the sky
And then the wind blows
Peace again knows
Death as men cry out the battle cry