"Watch that lady. She has been standing there for as long as I remember. Still waters hold no treasure that's why ocean flows with unwavering current. Watch her closely she's obsessed with her phone; changing display pictures forever... smart girls change fortune"
-Matthias Pantaleon, [Act Like A Champion]
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 4:21 AM UTC
Seven men gunned down
Two taken captive at the foot of the hills
One cooling off in the belly of the beast
Seven more buried in unmarked graves
Alpha tango, alpha tango
Black hawk is down
Do you read me
Black hawk is down
We are neck deep in enemy's line
Chances of survival are slim
More men will be bury unceremoniously
To retreat is not an option
Alpha tango, alpha tango
This is the last man standing
In the pool of his own blood
Confirm you read me
Enemy forces are advancing fast
There are few choices to make
Except to do the unthinkable
And die with the enemies
Alpha tango, alpha tango
My daughter will be one in two weeks
I wouldn't be there to buy her gifts
Grant me but this wish to give her a bundle of flowers
Tell my wife I'll die
Thinking warmly of her
Send roses to my mother
Tell her I love her till the end
Alpha tango, alpha tango
This soldier is asking your permission
To die for a just cause
Over and out!
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
they want to strip me of my selfhood
They want me to talk like them,
write like them and even snore like them
It may be the norm for some folks,
no disrespect but not me
I cannot accept the script they wrote for me
I write my own story and despite what they
may think of me; I owe them no apology
And whether they like it or not,
I will still be like this tomorrow
and if I die, at least I have given them
something peculiar to remember me with
© Matthias Pantaleon
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 6:53 AM UTC
Let's build a world
of laughters
and choral singing
against a realm
of malice
and suicide bombing
© Matthias Pantaleon
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
I did not beg to be loved by you
Your affection itch every ounce of me
I'll do well knowing that I'm not yours
Gracious omen it would spell for me
You will do well to keep your distance
I do not wish to come across your footprints
Even if it's the only way in the world
I rather stay here and burn cold like ghost
I don't see us sharing the same fate
There is nothing in the future you propose
I see me standing alone, there is no you, no us
Just the distance between us and the fog ahead
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
I
know it
from the start
you were looking
for a reason to leave me
now, you find one - take it
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
I was born at night tall like swagger cane
A Friday's child - delivered with muse
That was fortunate enough for my parents
Oral poetry poured plentiful in the morning
That's what Saturdays are good for
Teachers worn their loincloth lose
As wine and fish soup flowed at ease
While farmers set out to burn in the sun
Now you'll understand why I chose not to be
a Saturday's child, I dread to be a farmer
Heavy drinking may not be my fate as well
It sure sets the mood right for what's right
I took sides with either of the two vices
I pitched my tent where grace and virtues lies
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:55 AM UTC
With unflinching faith,
wish on a star.
Knit your dreams,
It'll lead you to the
sky...to be among
the stars
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 10:07 AM UTC
Whatever you do always say a little prayer,
read poetry - read between the lines
and watch the stars in the night sky
you'll be amazed how many friends
will find their way into your heart
friends who'll never leave you for the world;
friends like love-joy and quiet-laughters
Jun 15, 2015
Jun 15, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
I make a lot of enemies without intending,
They outnumber me greatly with their size
but they cannot withstand the wrath of fury;
I come ****** but unbowed to these wimps
Hence, they unleash a band of Anthropophagus
Well, I have the ***** to slain these monsters
The sight of them is infuriating, less frightening
I gave them something to mourn - I have to
Again, I walked away from the battle unbowed
Because I have what it takes to **** a mockingbird
But, it didn't make me feel better or worse
I have to put up with them and their excesses
Now, you will understand why I never turn to see
who stab me in the back - it's not worth turning
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 2:07 PM UTC