We saw a kitten and we could have one
And so we grabbed one
I was told not to let the cat get pregnant
We had to try to have only one animal dependant
Surely he knew it was an impossible task
Why from a child would he even ask
A few weeks later the cat had kittens
All tiny and cute and fluffy like mittens
Then in anger my dad took me
And said bring the kittens and thee
Utterly helpless with eyes closed
They could only squirm around completely exposed
I had to place them all
All five and small
Who couldn't even see
On a stump I placed thee
Sacrificial lambs
At my own hands
Innocence blown away
To my young dismay
Such a harsh lesson
From a fathers obsession

There is a hurt little guy inside
Who ran away long ago and decided to hide
Maybe he decided not to stay
And allowed himself to be driven away
Leaving behind a suit of armour
To live his life and deal with what's harder
He must have kept the things that were valuable to him
Also the hurt and pain and things he should skim
Leaving behind a hardened shell
To navigate the world we dwell
Hiding inside a secure keep
A vessel in which he could sleep
I wonder of him from time to time
Who and how he is as we continue to climb
Sometimes I feel like the empty shell
And wonder if he feels alone and trapped in a cell
Not knowing who he is and being his defenses
Keeps us in place behind our fences
Sometimes I acknowledge him and let him know
That he's ok as I carry on with the show
Maybe one day we'll be reunited
When it's safe and he can be invited

God and the Devil two sides of the same coin
Opposite poles of a spectrum that we need to rejoin
Light and dark held apart
Neither a whole but just a part
Humanity held in opposition
Needing a new quest for unity to end this division
Each pole has been taken to the Nth extreme
Each part explored in this grand scheme
All the fractals broken and divided
Splintered apart as though something collided
As if the whole went out of harmonious balance
And shattered apart to try to rebalance
Unity is becoming the word of the day
Opposites uniting nearing the end of this fray
Maybe the opposites are not meant to fully come together
Just a bit of duality not ripped apart altogether
Opposites gently revolving around a center
Not flung apart by some dissenter
A harmonized balance of mirrored opposite
Like natural cell division far more moderate
Closer to two wholes not opposite at all

Round and round the spiralling wheel
Been here before that's how I feel
Once more around and spiralling forward
Like a stone in time a baby Norward
Maintaining my post like some kind of anchor
Lying low to avoid drawing anger
Ascending in increments of variance
Plying all the paths of each variant
Looping and looping through circular time
Feeling like it's all a pantomime
A stone anchor holding a position
A point in time from which to transition
Seeing the points repeat closer together
Seems like time is on a tether
All loops collapsing on a grand conclusion
A final end to a sinister illusion
This point on the wheel is a nexus
And moving on will be a new plexus
So a stone on the wheel is where I'm held
Until time resolves this tricky meld
Necessarily I'm imbued with a lot of luck and will
And seeing this through will be such a thrill
A stone on the wheel
That's how I feel

We're all suffering the same thing
Not knowing what we each bring
Some of us have the words to speak
Some of us are just to meek
We all travel a different road
Each of us carrying our own load
We carry along with who we are
Some of us not getting very far
Most of us don't have time to think
Most of us don't have time to blink
I guess some how I'm one of the fortunate few
Who some how found time to get a view
It's not easy too sit and pause
Most of us are driven by cause
You have to get comfortable in your own skin
And learn to think before you can begin
How do you decide what's worth a thought
When everything is faulty that you've been taught
Finding your way is difficult
Escaping the snares of the cultural cult
Blazing new trails for the collective
Have you convinced yourself it's a noble objective
How do you decide if your life matters
Is it all just here and there patters
Why we're all here who can say
I just hope you find some time to play
Rhyming these words sometimes comes easy to me
I can only hope it makes some sense to thee

When void became there was nothing to perceive
It reached out and found nothing
Perception with nothing to perceive
So void began to dream
It's fantasy ran wild
Much like that of a child
In dreams void has seen
All the places we have been
Void began to dream of a thing
The thing could see
All the things that void would be
Before void could stop it
The thing was on top of it
Now void watches
As the thing debauches

Can you learn to play in a certain way
With temptation
Can you take it here and there in its underwear
In your imagination
Do you go so far in your brand new car
To your destination
Do you lose your way while your under way
Without new obligation
Do you pause to think in rumination and stink
About your consternation
Has it come to you this point of view
About observation
Do you give a pause with reason and cause
Why your obstination
I can see now your reason and how
You cling to constipation
Just give up and be a pup
And cease this aggravation
And you shall still find your will
In a new situation