product of butchered philosophy
men must suffer at the hands of those distracted
by their thirst for their self interest
punishment is dealt at the request of politics
radical voices
which are silenced by the liberty bred into the rebel
who too fought against crimes
seeking refuge in a new land
but would not allow refuge to those
who suffered at the hands of their destruction
Jan 10, 2020
Jan 10, 2020 at 1:09 AM UTC
hello, hello - who's here to welcome me home?
where's the committee with the chariot
the very one Hades rode on
i traveled alone
with people
in search of a salvation
they said existed
but only
with death
oh joy!
bring it to me in the form of love
in the form of a six three
forty year old man
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 11:05 PM UTC
It's a cool October morning
on campus
across the way children play
you see college students make their way from one class to another
living out these lives that vary from
one existence into another
meanwhile, children play
and all the way these adults
to some and not others
make their way
some pretending
some barely surviving
some ridicule the experience
some express gratitude
because it's all some of us really have
this chance
that one day a future worth living may arise
and then all the while, children play
see,
we all wish we could turn back this clock that
lays both in our existence and our imagination
this clock
that holds these memories
that tells us we're far
and then so near
in the blink of an eye
tells us there may be something to fear
because by chance
one in a few
may not make it
all the while children play
we reminisce about our time
we tell ourselves we wish to turn back to the simple moments
but the truth is
this clock lays partially into existence
so that we may think back
and grasp what we didn't at the time
so that we may act
in accordance
when it comes time
its a cool October morning
on campus
across the way children play
as I make my way
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 11:04 AM UTC
laughter is loud
while the sick are whispering
gentleness appeals to the universe
but
fear causes distances
that bring us closer to faith
because we pray for the existence of grace
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:30 PM UTC
Oceans sweep over burnt land
-clears away so
men can walk the simple path
forgetting where their desires had previously led them
to a promise of tomorrow
when yesterday was filled with worry
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC
expect evenings laced with longing
youth buried underneath experience
desperate greed
and
foregin efforts to conserve the lives we lead
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:24 PM UTC
reality grows afraid
-awake
of the lives men lead
nights go quiet
and memories are met with greed
children ask for endless summers
losing the chance to sleep
while voices whisper drunk poetry
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC
it's wrong to linger in hope of a beautiful reality
where mother's live forever
and there's joy in coming home and feeling like a child
in a home where walls are painted the color of happiness
meanwhile memories run short
three years feel like thirty
and
we lose every step of the way
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC
instant retraction
retaliation of the mind
rejection is hard to understand
the underlying revelation blinding
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 1:01 PM UTC
people left me with a need for a new place
where touching skin no longer felt like a fear
i wanted to stay and get past my broken feelings but there's fear even in happy moments
voices of disapproval followed me
slowly and quickly
day in and day out
on land
and not even the sea could cast away those demons
warmth quickly became a burden
my scars i tried to return but faces came forward to form more
Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 1:42 PM UTC