They fell from the sky
Before my time
After years of war
Fighting for our future
I am glad that they cannot see
What has come to pass
The bleating herd
Its narcissistic nature
And the disregard for the freedom
For which they fought and perished
I shall endeavour
Until my dying breath
To make this world a better place
In their honour
We sat at the piano
Side by side, you and I
The metronome ticking
To keep me in time
The left hand path
At the tips of my fingers
A focus on rhythm
A root for the singer
Who sat there in silence
While learning to lead
As you lay down the melody
Thus planting the seed
Upon what do you stand?
The Earth?
Your feet?
Others?
Within the reach of kings
Touched by the tainted
Fuelled by cult and obsession
The web of lies expands
Spinning in to oblivion
I thought of you
But you didn’t return the favour
Preferring to spin another lie
An obvious deception
Leaving me with the question
Where is the fruit I was promised?
Treasures found in unspoken places
A pulse lingering deep in to the night
He took another sip from the vessel
And felt the warmth of the water of life
Farewell old friend he whispered
In time we’re sure to meet again…
My tears become a storm
A rage I can barely handle
Pushing to the brink
Of self control
It’s in my soul
This world that you created
Distanced from the real
A parasitical disaster
Sucking at my thoughts
Draining life from what is pure
Building in a system
That is becoming
Immune to your poison
These brittle little cogs
In the delusional machine
Have left the future
Far behind them
To drown in hails
Of primal screams
What of their youth?
What of their dreams?
What of the stigma
They create
With their ignorance and folly
And their whiny little traits
Just let them run
Towards the cliff
Let them believe
That they can fly
And the future maybe saved
From this breed of breathing lies
Disregard the surrounding chaos
Just focus on those mischievous eyes
There is a plan behind them
Where grey and white is all that matters
Where sparks bridge the void
With all the duality of an oculus
A third eye peers out from deep inside
Reaching and receiving in equal measures
Beyond the actions and reactions of feelings
And their poor judgement
Over four decades of scars
But hey, I’m okay
I have my stories to tell
A history of violence
Upon which to dwell
From the little boy
Punching trees to harden his fists
To the cool eyed whatever I’ve become
I’m okay
I’m not here to preach
I’m not here to teach
I’ll just share my way
So that the broken can fix themselves
Learn to smile and say:
Embrace the joys of life
Wherever they may be
Even in the darkest corners of existence
Be persistent
And you’ll be okay
All you need to do is nothing
Then I can move ahead
Without you
Without you
Without you
In my way, I’ll make my way
And make a new space in my head
Without you
I can dream of better days
And make them bloom in to the real
Where the future is my own
With nothing there for you to steal
So just you stay right where you are
And watch me walk away
Without action and in silence
That’s the role you have to play
So I can feel the thorn extracting
Pull out from my side
And let the blood flow from the wound
Knowing it will heal with time
