There's a place hidden within our hearts,
Where secrets are protected from others,
That only one living being can ever shelter,
Tucked far and distant from probing eyes.

Experiences come from traveled roads,
The heart must interpret and learn to know,
Just what is important and what is not,
Cast inward and outward as we devise.

There never is just pain alone and joy,
For the human condition is so displayed,
But we must never surrender to sadness,
If we are to know the meaning of  our lives.

But the hidden heart dwells deep inside us,
Opened cautiously for those who share souls,
With acceptance and denial both coping there,
With many meanings left to be so defined.

Bonfire fueling the magnetic night,
Lovely fairies swirl into the light,
Bird or animal makes nary a sound,
Shaking and stirring is the damp ground.

Winter has stolen all leaves on the trees,
Starless night and now chilling the breeze,
Eyes are popping near out of our heads,
Come forth the devils and the long dead.

Chanting for evil and knowing our fate,
Caught up in madness now is our state,
Naked and twirling with stirring our heads,
Now is the time for our nocturnally beds.

Sad laughs the music in the woods now playing,
Why gather now all the souls who are staying?
Time for us all to be wooed and delivered,
Here comes the monster who now is the giver.

Hearts are blasting and now opening our souls,
Loving the manners when we're losing  control,
Coming the cursed and how mightily the fall,
Still he's the beast from the devilish ball.

The marched in their suits to tell us some lies,
Indifferent to suffering, or to babies who cry,
They swept all the poor to labor and to die,
There's hate and disdain lodged deep in their eyes.

In the courts who serve justice where criminals go,
No justice for victims or families we might know,
While fat are their purses and short their beliefs,
In helping the others so stained with such grief.

So, little light singing in the background of hate,
Mixed swiftly with those in the news of the late,
Are angels now singing with a warning for all?
How hard will the mighty when comes the fall.

A mosaic of monsters who rule over the land,
Will someone please speak and take a hard stand?
When few hold the masses in check everyday,
No one who is hurting has much they can say.

But, hope is the pill that can push all their plans,
To separate others and destroy all of man,
No one can receive a new future, new guide,
If all of their sorrow they keep deep inside.

So, little light singing in the background of hate,
Mixed swiftly with those in the news of the late,
Are angels now singing with a warning for all?
How hard will the mighty when comes the fall.

There you stand, like much before,
Feeling so vulnerable to me and so,
Here I am still feeling the burning,
Desire I felt so very long ago.

Hands in hands, warmth spreading,
Happy to see you here at my door,
Wondering why you decided to come,
But grateful in the now coming of you.

How are you now and what's occurring,
In the life you created when you left ago?
Secretly hoping you are stumbling, falling,
Without me there to be hero once more.

Noticing you hair, now a darker brown,
Dark eyes still searching, longing for something,
I invited you in, and you quietly accepting,
Entering the home I created alone?

I can't let you come here to continue,
The craziness that was what you once were,
Wearing my heart on my sleeve as always,
I must protect the man now I've become.

Why are you here?
What are you wanting?
Why not a letter or call to declare?
Never again, now only my friend.

Talking and drinking our tea at this time,
Laughing from memories, so distant now,
I notice you squirming, wanting to exit,
So, I hold you briefly and say my goodbye.

Now, as I watch from a window you go,
There you stand at a bus stop waiting,
I'm grateful and content the day changes,
But, lament the now coming, the now
coming of you.

Here comes the nightshade that looms high overhead,
Covering my body and blindly me once more again,
Darkening all the paths so leading me on to dying,
Harnessing my energy and dreams within my head.

Barely seeing and grasping the consequences presented,
Stumbling aimlessly in any which directions ahead,
Knowing no direction or seeing any new possibilities,
Onward moving to hunt for the light and sun overhead.

When as a young man so running wildly in pastures green,
Rolling on the ground with friends who loved me like no other,
Laughing and singing as though time would never, ever end,
Feeling invincible, despite those older surrounding my being.

Joking when the time came to seek and understand knowledge,
Blowing past the scientific way of understanding this life,
Blindly hoping that the moments were not so ever fleeting,
Hoping for another day to spend with all my loves and friends.

Those years crept first then stampeding like a band of wild horses,
Running breakneck with the thunderous pounding of the hooves,
Until awakened one crisp morning when the sun just tipped the sky,
Realizing that 20, then 40 years passed on life's locomotive bounding.

So planned and sought after now comes the darkened clouds,
To swoop me up and send me upwards or downwards falling,
Those days of youth no longer saving this man's life journey,
Tumbling into the everlasting darkened place.

Maybe, as I hold the world inside my idle hand,
There will be some hurt and sadness, some understand,
If the world is full of hatred what's a person to say,
Let's all wake up tomorrow and create another day.

It seems just so simple if we choose the way to go,
Let's just take the time to know and take it very slow,
Nothing that is good can come without a helping hand,
Your a woman wanting love, and I the same but man.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take what gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

I just saw my brother walking down a lonely street,
He had on a different skin and no shoes upon his feet,
I had plenty at home in my closet where I now live,
Once again I say my mantra that it's good to give.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take what gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

Saw my sister crying softly in a corner near her house,
No one hears a quiet voice if it sounds just like a mouse,
So, I said to her to shout it that women can match a man,
We must now accept equality if we are to understand.

With the little babies crying when someone hurts them so,
Don't they come to realize to hurt gives no one more a soul,
They can not defend their bodies or minds so tender and new,
Protect and cherish the little children who deserve to live, too.

Open up your arms and take the comfort where it lives,
To take the gifts the world has but find a way to give,
Nothing will be saved and cherished with an empty soul,
Everyone come together, and let's have some control.

Hear me now the loudest giants who live upon the hill,
You only cause the world injustice by savagery and ****,
One day the world will decide the people will have the say,
Hatred, bigotry, ******, and disaster must go upon it way.

So, teach the children in their newness how to love and share,
A strong, united populace stops hatred in how they will care,
To feel such evil about another who is different than you or me,
Such ignorance in the united world will never set us all free.

If not now come the mightiest of beasts,
To dine upon those weak and mystified,
Then when is time to release its solid hold,
Upon those who seek peace and not evil?

We've seen the slaughter of the innocents,
Who raise their arms and scream to heaven,
For someone savior to come this time along,
To eradicate the stains of humanity's silence.

Is always this the moment when they cry,
Devoid of strength in numbers to multiply?
Who now will seek the everlasting sword,
To send the devils into hell's lost kingdom?

The ones who wish upon a star for radiance,
Will lose the battle based upon empty wishes,
Must turn the tide with action guided forward,
To slay the darkened hearts of those released.

They overwhelm the meek when charging on,
Like raging bulls hell bent upon total destruction,
Have no pity when they swing their annihilation,
Destroying humanity and living things in site.

But, lest the clouds no longer depart with sunshine,
Revealing a savior who rides on broad-winged birds,
Then toss all hope and learn there's desperation holding,
For all who hide in darkened crevices opening wide.

But, long as there breathes fire into the soul demanding,
There is a chance that evil falls like acid rain descending,
But rain can stop and air be cleared with new washing,
For those who will not give into their fears.