Beast of the Sea

The slow pull of sea,
Causes the dragon to stir.
He thinks he loves her.

The beast joins the sea,
Riding the waves he feels free.
Yet a wave crashes.

Never did I think,
That a beast could love the sea.
Wrong again, fooled me.

Tossed onto the shore,
The dragon feels rejected.
Yes, he begs for acceptance.

The sea stays silent,
And the dragon tries again.
Stepping toward tide.

He does give his all,
Even so the tide will rise.
The dragon won’t quit.

Never did I think,
That a beast could love the sea.
Wrong again, fooled me.

Truly Odd

Shhh, don't speak.
Hear that?
No?
Yes?
A little bit?
That high pitched ringing.
It makes you want to cover your ears.
But you still hear it.
And the odd thing is,
Nothing is making any sound.
And you only hear it,
Once in a while.
And no one else can.
Truly odd,
Isn't it?

Oh Love, Listen!

Take a listen,
O love,
Listen!
Silence is the most resounding symphony.
The silence leaves the audience begging.
It keeps the audience listening.
But why do they keep listening?
They are searching,
What for?
An answer.
Take a listen,
O love,
Listen!
It's all here,
In the silence,
O love,
Listen!

Compassion

I got shot today.
By a man without a gun.
I got shot today.
By a man without a home.
I got shot today.
By a man missing a tooth.
I got shot today.
By a man who just wanted food.
I got shot today.
By a man who smiled, even when ignored.
I was killed today.
Because I didn't do a thing.
I coulda.
I shoulda.
I woulda.
But I didn't.
Tell me,
Where did compassion go?
Has love walked out the door?
I think not!
Because it tore me apart.
And I feel dirty.
And broken.

You Are No Longer A Man

Believe me when I say,
That it is simply difficult for me ;
To stay in this position of total submission.
You must understand that as I stand her in front of you ,
I become naked exposing the intricacies of my heart and soul.
This exposition of my emotion,
I would frankly describe as brave, possibly courageous.
But yet I continue to paint a picture;
Of what I see your soul to be with these words that escape me.
I see an old man trapped inside you.
That has been captivated by the work of artists, musicians, poets, and friends.
You have allowed yourself to become old and wary of your words.
The truth being the words you speak are no longer your own.
Because you have been silenced by your inability to think for yourself.
You are no longer an old man.
You are no longer a man.
You are a rusty piece of metal;
Receiving daily downloads via wireless connection and bluetooth.
The mental capacity that you once possessed is now irrelevant.
Why?
Because now your brain is a motherboard ;
Covered in a grey mass of black cross over cables used to network your rusty innards.
Tell me, is there any human in you?If so it must be this piece of wrinkly old skin hanging aloft your metallic jaw work.
I see a manufactured being;
Created by someone who decided to play God.
I have witnessed true abomination.
You have allowed yourself to be programmed by certain people;
Who have made their programming irreversible.
That is until you discover your humanity.
I wish you luck in finding it.
Because as of now in this current state of technological pretenses,
The majority of us have been enslaved.
Now not all of you have surrendered your independence, to technology,
But you have been enslave and have built,
Yes you have, built impenetrable walls.
Refusing any and all opinions, ideals, or perspectives from entering in.
And I would venture to say,that a mind unwilling to listen and intake others statements;
Is a mind that is dead.
A rotting piece of flesh trapped inside your diamond layered skull.
It's ironic, you see, we all happen to be enslaved to something.
Weather it be technology, arrogance, lack of self confidence, the list continues on an on.
But there is one true escape,
Will you venture to find it?

Remedy

Give me chance to distribute this remedy.
With this cascading symphony.
As I join in with the harmony.
And I sing aloud for all to hear.
The cure for your broken heart is here.
So hold my hand, as I lead you to, the person waiting inside of you.
If I may, allow me to, introduce, yourself to you.
Hold on don’t break just yet, can you feel your heart begin to beat?
Welcome back to life,
I’ve been missing you,
And now that you finally know about you.
I bet your tired, so let me sing to you.
Forgive me if I stare,
But your beauty is beyond compare.
So take this remedy.
The cure for your broken heart is here.
And since your tired I’ll sing you to sleep.
Close your precious eyes, and dream a dream of dreams.
And as I watch you sleep and your body rise and fall.
I know this symphony was the only remedy that could repair your broken heart.

Oh Sleep....

Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none.
And it is all to blame;
The sun!
She never sets,
Never lets me rest.
She illuminates the disposition,
Inside my chest.
Oh test,
Oh test,
I will the sun;
Challenge her to set, a dare, a bet.
Complacent?
No not of yet.
I swear by blood;
I swear by sweat.
I will force her;
I will watch her;
The sun, she will set!
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
I have none...yet.
But twilight's bomb has been set.
Tick, tick, click, click.
My heartbeat taunts my awaited sleep.
And tick, tick;
Boom!
The night has come.
Oh sleep,
Oh sleep,
Still, she is young.