What pictures hold
are the memories that even hands could not hold
they are the raw emotions that couldn't be remade
they're the words left unsaid
even after the colors have drained and left to fade.

What pictures hold are the last twinkles of those eyes
after they've closed for good.
They're the happiest memories of our friends and family
the ones they wished for us to remember them, as we should.

They're the good times
they're the worst times
they're the pictures that could end the peace and start a war
or speak of unspeakable beauty and shake humanity to its
core.

These are what pictures hold that even hands could not
these thousands of words that could be said
if only they were not forgot.

They're the first sparks to a raging fire
or calm waves of a gentle sea
these are the last of the windows
to a fading memory.

Go on and resist
go on and make my day
your corrupt and twisted sense of justice
will never succeed anyway.

How hypocritical of you
to fight violence with one of the same.
How two faced you are
always shifting the blame.

You can't stay still
and yet you demand a change
yet there you are
still the same.

Your corrupt sense of morals
attacked an elderly man in a wheel chair
Your ignorance for reason and debate
won't allow for opposing thoughts
to allow room for voice there.

You whine and complain
shout and pout
throw a fit
a tantrum
just because
things won't go your way.
Step aside children,
and let the adults have their say.

You've lost all credibility
you've all gone insane!
Instead of preventing it
all you cause
is pain!

So do not expect mercy
do not expect pity
do not expect anything else
then a lesson so plain.

Step out of line
we'll reintroduce you to it
you're the muck of society
we'll show you where you fit.

In the Trash.

So go on and burn a few trash cans
break a few windows of stores
we'll all be waiting for you
this is our promise
of course.

There's a world,
that you'll never know
if it's only to
the little i-phone's you all go.
You stick your nose
so close to the screen,
it's so small, that tiny thing
yet some how when you have it,
you're never to be seen.
Your eyes, and smile,
have gone from this world.
You've traded a life
for a shelter for all the feelings and turmoil you squirrel.

What kind of life is that
living in constant fear and misery
what kind of life is that
making sure everyone knows about me?

I'm no saint,
no farther from the truth could that be
I just think there's a bigger world out there
for me to live in
for me
to see.

Across the lands of what once was home,
over the seas and through spans of time
I did roam.
I searched and searched both far and wide,
with neither a hint of direction nor guess of a clue,
I was lost in the wild with out guide,
not knowing what to do.

So across the skies I flew,
and over rolling hills so plain,
I came across a little hiding place,
where my wandering thoughts did entertain.

I came upon a camp,
with creatures scattering this way and that,
to find such a hidden wonder,
on a land so plain and flat.

My friends, my family, my comrades in arms did they all,
arranged themselves into rank and file
at the mention of the call.

There they are.
There they stand
so proud and tall
I remember them now
I remember them all.

Their lives all well lived
some more than others they might say
but I remember them still
who they are to this day.

Brighter than stars
they shined in this world
brighter than stars
did their lives unfurled.

They twinkled so brightly
be it day or nightly.
Playful and carefree
that was how it used to be.

They were...
when it was.
But no longer are they.
the world isn't as it used to be.
We knew there had to come a day.

Reality took hold
and reared its ugly head.
One by one
Death came by and choked out their lives
and the stars I used to look up in wonder...
are all dead.

Now by the flicker of a candle
they all hold in mourning
in these ancient halls
and faded painted walls
are memories in want of restoring.

Brighter than stars
they used to be
brighter than stars
they shined so brightly.

Anger within
and never without
here I sit smiling away
when all I want to do is shout!

All this pain is festering in me
like kidney stone so large,
I've got a riot act ready to go
sign me up, I'll gladly lead the charge

But as angry as I am
at life's cruel fate.
I know I can't live forever
on nothing else but hate.

I've love and sorrow
all within
and without
I am a cesspool of emotions,
a human
no doubt.

Plain as day
within and without.

What I should have said was
I'm mad.
I'm madly in love
with the person I call my friend.
I'm as mad as a hatter
no silver lining will do
no, no lining at all
in my love for you.

I should have told you before I left and went away
maybe now there would have been a chance
but too late now is the day.

I should have said that
from the very start
and now weary am I
and sick at heart.

I hold but a sliver of hope
that you'll still remember me
only time will tell now
will I tell you then?
We will see.

I do not want honor.
I seek no fame.
I'd honestly rather not have anyone
even remember my name.
May the actions that I do,
may they never be retold
may the future of the generations,
never know the horrors behind my curtains' fold.
Let me speak to my God
and tell my ancestors just this one last time
that I lived my life with pride and with all due diligence
and I was happy
was that such a crime?
I wish not to be remembered
as neither hero nor idol claim.
I only wish for the future of generations
to be blessed all the same.
May they grow in peace
May they learn in love,
May they practice what they preach
and learn from the wisdom up above.
I may not grow old enough
to feel my weary bones creak
but when I finally go,
I will finally have that peace that I seek.
I am the restless wanderer
forever wandering upon an ocean of stars
seeking comfort among the people and the land,
rather than behind the telly or their bars.
May I
but a humble creature on a this blue ball we call home,
be granted God's glorious Mercy
of which I am undeserving of.
And receive just once more
something akin
to His ever patient love.
I am the wanderer,
forever I shall be.
Do not look as I pass by,
do not remember me
aye my dear children
let me rest
and rest in peace.