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In that blindest lane
I had gone in search of a door
When on the glass pane saw written
Cadaver Store!

Stood there awhile awed
Rubbed eyes if seen it right
My sight wasn’t a bit flawed
In that hour of perfect light!

Don’t my mind fervently pleaded
Walk through that ominous door
My curiosity left it unheeded
Pushed me in Cadaver Store!

Luminous lights reflecting on mirrors
Caught me in my own stare
Bar my fear’s pulsing tremors
There wasn’t a living soul there!

Haven’t for long been needing this help?
Spoke from the glasses an unseen voice
A deserted place to meet your self
See what have made it of your own choice!


Looked back at me corpses of seasons
Laughing mocking hating on my face
For always finding enough reasons
To let them die in silent distress!
Three months of absolute fun
is what every kid looks forward to.
living memories under the sun
always having something to do

But summer comes with its disanvantages
as it swoops up your friends into voyages,
leaving you with nothing to do,
and all your friends are gone too.

But there is always one friend
who is always available
able to free you from the shackles
that bind you to your home.

The feeling I get as I rush outside,
the breeze I feel rubbing against my skin,
the smell of fresh air rushing up my nostrils,
the bright summer rays bouncing off me.

That feeling I get once I'm outside
is a true summer feeling.
no matter the season, if you feel what I feel
as you rush outside, that is a summer feeling .
you took my life by gracious storm
and weaved it in poetic form
what I thought was not the norm
you made it real in deep adorn
masked the pain with golden pride
you showed me worth from far inside
proud I became so I did not hide
i fell into your arms spread open wide
your words found their way into my heart
and turned my blood back into art
the connection spent will never part
something we knew right from the start
coincidences unexplained
what matters is the love obtained
pulled from the pits of soulful sane
you healed the hurt and took the blame
for making me smile
for making me weak
for its all worthwhile
for its greatness we seek

I knew one day I'd find my voice
it's all by chance and not by choice
(C) Maxwell 2014
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                 )



:::

Around the fire

Little boys

Listen

And become men

•••••

The true wisdom never dies



The one hero never lies

••

Integrity

••

Around the fire

Little boys

Hear

And become men
///  • ///
<>  

( I remember )

"""""""

the children of god are destroyed !



We

Remnants of the once mighty tribe !



Alien &  perverse forces

Move thru the world

••

But WE are here

What do we know ?

What do we think to do ?

Will we just sit here and pretend

That happiness is still possible for slaves ?

••

There is a FIRE

The light that IS GOD IS still here

But we must be extraordinary if we'd enter again



It shall all be up to each and every

One of you

To get to the center of the storm

To bring the world to its trueness

And thus re-formed

In the image in which it needs be seen

By any child who would be a human being



ALONE

•. •

We are

With only the knowledge of

The holiness

Drawing us onward

Down
&

In
You have lost faith in me,
I can see it in your eyes,
Hear it in the distance of
Your troubled voice,
Feel it in the loss of heat
In your touch.

You have lost faith in us,
And wander blankly
Amidst the days
Going through the motions
With no purpose
No passion
No hope.

May ******* them,
But they tell the truth.
The knowing whispers
The "I told you so "
The "We warned you"
You hear from every side-
From those I loved because
They loved you.

They are right
And I am wrong.
I took your life by
Slow degrees-
Destroying your life
By my very presence.
Subjecting you to a life
Of neverending toil
To simply stay a step ahead.

Your brightness has
Dimmed and fades
More with each
Passing day.

You do not deserve this
And never have.
My selfishness has done this
I cannot bear the thought of losing you
But I cannot do this-
I cannot destroy what
I love more than life itself.

The darkness
The possibility of
life without you
Now visible
And very real
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