A Monster

I sat beneath a monster.
towering over the world
the wind bending to its will
sitting in its shade
i did not fear
scurrying around it
they did not dare look up at it
but darted beneath its legs
hoping that it wouldn't see them
the slumbering giant did not mind
as it basked in the sun.

A Leader

To bring us from this wasteland
of hate and fear
of division and confusion
to find the answer
to all our questions
a messiah
a leader
our hope for tomorrow
our hope for today
we've waited for so long
we've lost so much time
maybe one of us was him
maybe we should have led
and now we walk
and now we sing
the songs of life
the songs of beginning
I left the wasteland
because i kicked it from me

Septober

5 Seconds

1
the seconds slip
slowly beneath the water
sinking softly to the ground
2
and our ships sailed away
we lost the maps
the compass
and the sails
3
the sun set
and the day hid
as my mind wandered
4
those seconds we had
were precious to me
and i hope you
hold them dear
5
I still close my eyes
and count silently to five
to remember when our ships
bumped ways
the seconds we lost
and the lives we gained.

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Confusion Part 1(part 1 and 2 to be said together at the same time)
Take it back
Take it back
For the people who died
the beliefs that were lost
to build these cities
on this golden hill
take it back
take it back
the cracks that were left
softened by time
under stressed and pressure
tore us all down
take it back
take it back
and lets rejoice
millions have died
and we trample their bodies
millions have died
and we sleep on their bones

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Part 2

Give it away
give it away
the death wasn't worth it
the ideas not perfect
the streets never golden
on this shit pile
give it away
give it away
an uneasy structure
beaten by humans
who left the system
for death and decay
give it away
give it away
but i'll give it
one more chance
for the millions who will live
a house and home
for the millions unborn
a god of their own

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Explanations
I don't understand your tears
why you cried
when i spoke those words
it wasn't meant to hurt
it wasn't meant to mar
or even to reveal
a much darker side
all i wanted to do
was shine the lamp a new
with a different lens
at a different angle
for a my time
so take my illuminations
not as sadness
but as my truth
and don't cry for me
but smile that i understand
my own truth.

A Rainy Tuesday Morning

Plans

Lets abort this plan.
And forget the map.
To wander around.
No compass.
No goals.
See the concrete
As a mountains of man.
Resting on shores of the ocean.
To see life as actions.
Instead of results.

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I was Young once.

When I was young.
I built.
Wooden towers.
They soared from the carpet
And would tumble down.
To see another rebuilt.
Boredom always won.
Now I look around.
And only see grown children
In concrete towers.

When I was young.
I napped.
So today I closed my eyes.
And pulled the blanket close.
To awake. 30 minutes later
and find the world again.
clean and polished
sparkling in the afternoon sun.
Tomorrow I will nap.
Like I was young.

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The New Age

I plugged in.
Logged on.
Sped through the world.
To find hidden spots.
Across an ocean.
Or just a room.
Weaving round corners
To find the faces
of friends and family.
To speak with no voice
to stay here forever.

Idle times for idle minds

Night Terrors/The Bizarreness of life.

I had a dream
that would not leave.
Of what I loved
and what I lost.
I cried through the night
so said to find joy.

And a quote.
"There are no exceptions, just unknown variables"

And something tapped directly from the mind:

Sometimes I can't take life.
I get depressed like the rest of us.
But then.
I take a cigarette.
And let it guide my path through the night.
Finding hidden holes in murky alleys.
No where is there love.
No where is there hope.
But everything is at peace.
And so I let the burnt end drop.
To mark where there is nothing.
Taking solace in the solitude.
And life resumes.

Sunday Slumbers.

The white whistling winds wrap the world,
tucking it into morning bed
as the shade gains ground
and the temperature tumbles
I freeze i wonder as i watch the world
the constant motion coming to an end
on a lazy sunday slumber everything sleeps