Illusion.
My soul is in turmoil, crying for freedom yet yearning for restraint. Hastily lashed together, my broken heart weathers the white squall that was you. Perilous are the waters. In constant danger of capsizing, I seize the wheel, cut sail and turn into the wind. Can’t stop me now, I am one with the turmoil. I ride the chaos straight to the mouth of insanity, look inside and howl at the moon. I have seen the darkness, creeping in on me. It retreats from howls of insanity. I lose control, but that was illusion. I never had control to begin with. So what was lost? My sanity? I embrace the chaos, as a long lost lover…
Near Death Experience
Obsidian eyes stare defiantly at the horror.
Time slows, stops...this is the end.
Nostalgic deliverance follows me into the abyss.
Forever falling, into nothing and everything.
Light, a distant beacon, beckoning...
It calls out through waves of malevolent noise,
bound to me by shackles of trepidation.
Pulled under and weighted down, bent, buckled, reaching, breathe...
Sweet cool air, filling, soothing my burning lungs.
Tremors reverberate through my spine.
Feel the power of it, like nature unleashed.
Sweet relief...the darkness fades.
Absence of Laughter
I strain to hear but a faint echo of once was.
Innocence fades, where has the laughter gone?
I strain to see but a faint glimmer in me.
Silence is all I can see.
Siren! Hear my warning and fear my blade.
Fire unleashed through eternal rage.
Wrath forever scorned.
Death comes Siren, feel your life fade.
Fire and Ice collide, destruction our stage.
Victory comes but at what cost is my blade so adorned.
A Soldier’s State
Brothers in Arms
I salute you. Take note of these chosen few, for they will be there and strong when you are not. Live your life free and secure under a blanket of freedom woven together with the bone, sweat and blood of men and women who chose to stand up and take responsibility for what so many of you take for granted. Thomas Jefferson said "the Tree of Liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots...and Tyrants." People don't talk like that anymore, but maybe if they did their words could inspire those around them, as Thomas Jefferson's words inspired the birth of a nation. So here's to all the Americans who gave up their lives in the defense of an ungrateful nation... there are those of us who have not and will not forget. Semper Fi.
Truths Untold
Eyes of obsidian gold, flames flicker truths untold.
Vengeance burns the soul, drives compassion into the cold...
Fear the breath of the dragon, jaded beast loosed upon the sane.
Witness the sacrifice of the bold!
Long emerald flames lick his flesh, so exquisite the pain.
The sky bleeds, drops of crimson rain.
Through the smoke and ash he comes from the depths of torment.
Lifeless eyes glare at warmth with disdain.
Wrath and vengeance radiate, his hate is no longer dormant.
His domain is death, his resolve forever discordant.
He will bring to us destruction unimaginable to behold!
This demon-soul, we brought him here, for our souls ferment.
The Measure of Men
A time comes in a man’s life when he has to take measure of himself. When that time comes the measure of that man will be judged. It will be judged by society, religion, good and evil. It will be judged by all races of men. They will say his is not the measure of a man. They will say his is not the measure of a man. A time will come in a man’s life when he has to take measure of himself. When that time comes his true measure will be tested and tried true, if only he stay the course. The winds of judgment blow true north only to the righteous, shame be to the lost ones. When the smoke and ash clear, the lost ones will be mourned and the righteous will hail the glorious morning. For today we are the measure of men!
