The Game

Insanity an act

Defined by others

As not being like them

Depression a feeling

Brought on by others

Trying to control you

Defiance an outward denial

Of being insane because you

Don’t thinking they’re right

Restrained the end result

Because of the other three

If you don’t agree with them

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Death, An Old Friend

From day one Death

Has always been here

To keep us safe from harm

For it knows this

Was not the time

For things to go wrong

Still we fear death

As if it hides at night

Beneath our very beds

Making that bump

At the stroke of midnight

A thing we always dread

No matter what we tell ourselves

Or how hard we look around

That bump we’ll never find

For death moves beside us

As we walk this world with him

Down our life’s chosen line

The hair upon our neck

Some day will yell beware

Still none hears but our soul

For when death lays hands upon us

Like we know it will some day

We’ll have no choice, but to go

Spring

Feet tread across swelling grass

Nose misting gentle breeze

Trees seed in hope of life

Cool nights hold to its dreams

Sunshine warms water deep

Sound of light wakes your sleep

Spinning winds shake your soul

Birds sing of things yet told

Youth no thought to things around

Ancient lives will never keep

The dead below shall always rest

Tomorrow is just another day

A Ribbon We Call Time

Time made by man from beginning

Never ending like space and numbers

Unforgiving worlds of infinite

Where are we upon this line

We have drawn in the sand

A speak so small only God can see

Yet we prance about as if nothing

Before us or after will be so grand

Shouting our glory thinking

Heaven should bow before us

Tho my words speak from within

I know I too stand alongside man

Being nothing but a speck of dust

Upon this ribbon we call time

True love spans time and death

If our heart
Loves from within
Will she know

Will she see
What I sadly
Can not show

Tho she’s gone
These eyes tear
As love glows

Someday I’ll be
With her if
Not sent below

Need to Know

Why do we ask about things
We don’t want to know
Seeking answers from
Things a long time ago

Bring up old memories
We’ve put to rest
Dragging others through
All their forgotten mess

We try to change things
We knew were true
The parts of life
As youth we blew

Dragging us down
To depths far below
Searching for the answers
No one should know

Self Lie

A sprinkling of eyes
Sweet cherry red lips
Soft tilt of that head
Flicking of her hips

To catch him off guard
A smile she be stolid
I’m working my angles
A friend she told

My quarry has a wife
And three kids you see
If I play my cards right
He'll leave her for me

She don’t understand as he
Tells her not another word
Marry a woman like you
That’s quite absurd

True Love

wrath of nightmares
loom far below
in our hearts
they turn us cold

are they true
the things we see
or only what
ones soul believes

they eat us up
over spent time
poisoning all corners
of our feeble mind

is love not
the same I fear
your coldness of heart
and my nightmares

this love we tell
each other is true
it will only last
a year or two

nothing like what we
hoped or planed
this love thing
from mortal men

Why

Why do we kill
In the name of our God?
Stone the woman only
For things that took two

I keep asking questions
Yet no answers I find
This world has gone mad
Trying to walk on the line

Children are not safe
Homeless left to die
We all look the other way
We turn a blind eye

Is this how we want to live
Have our hearts turn so cold
When we stand before our own God
What will we then be told

Walk On Sheep

Why are we like others
Following in their footsteps
Claiming we go our own way
Doing things different
Tho nothing changes
Telling others we're not sheep
Yet being led to slaughter
By the few, the shepherds
The ones that give us no chose
How can we go our own way
Walking in the footsteps of others