All these people about their daily lives,And me about mine,A few stand out to me: There’s Davids on his board again,Kevin’s laughing with a group of friends,Birds flying in the sunset over a meadow. Blue Shift by Kendall :3 is playing in the background,Danny is smiling from ear to ear,Lp just earned a bunch of …
No more shall the teddy bear be lifted,No more shall the hallway fill with song,No more shall birthday cakes be feastedon, nor the outdoors played upon. Some of them were ten-and-three,Some were only five,Some of them drank their morn tea freewhen the Kalibr ate them alive. “Here, here, sweet child, don’t more cry”,“You will soon …
Tomorrow, I’ll write you poetry,About a woman whose company I long forTomorrow, I’ll write you poetry,About a woman I noticed long before.She’s as wise as he is smart,With a mind sharp not plain,Indeed, I would be lying from the startif I said her beauty put not Aphrodite to shame. Tomorrow, I’ll write you poetryabout a …
The screen holds, ever close and dear,The darkest secrets we love and fear,With digging light, and there for free,A man’s animal for all to see,A mother saw her son’s reward —awarded a trophy, a fine award,Another watched with no bypassas a glass jar shattered in her son’s ass,A father saw on his deathbed,When his daughter …
The screen holds, ever close and dear,The darkest secrets we love and fear,With digging light, and there for free,A man’s animal for all to see,A mother saw her son’s reward —awarded a trophy, a fine award,Another watched with no bypassas a glass jar shattered in her son’s ass,A father saw on his deathbed,When his daughter …
Over and over the cassette plays,The same song from the dawn of days,A million times thoughts streak across,A million times laid on the same cross. Will the scepsis ever stop?Will the voices ever go away? At the end of days, on blackened stone,An inscription writ on a battered throne:Here sat the fool whose eagle eyesSaw …
Wise think and wise feel,Words said before,Yet to unreachable applesyou gravitate forevermore,A heart ever full of hopewith a sore, burning core,A naive wish to elopewith another man’s amore. Never a push, though ever a nudge;All in reach but ne’er in touch.
Turn the pages ‘till the break of day,Dance like there’s no one with anything to say,Kiss the mirror; your own self do not betray. Aghast at deceptions and half-truths,And though oft’ your mind in solace will brewlies and untruths,To thine own self be true.
On a thin layerin some future rockhidden in some future forestof strange and bizarre trees,An Other looks and seesbetween the dust and sand and chalk,The dreams of humanity and all we held dear,Ground, pounded, lost and forgotten,But as the Other examines with manner austere,A piece of plastic, it holds, with the words“We were here!”
Learn to be bold in adversityavoidant of conceit,To be generous in victoryand gracious in defeat.Ignore not the ladywho has ceased from mental fightnor the gentlemanwho of his goal has lost sight;He who could not stand;who let his sword sleep in his hand.Tell all your truth and be wary of lies,Love, be undaunted by the final …
