Loudly clanging came the overnight bell,
Sounding the alarm for all souls to report,
For all souls of goodwill and graciousness,
To conquer the beast that will roam the land.

The crowding of all in the ancient hall,
Located the hall near the ocean shore,
Where built of centuries and secrets untold,
To hear the plan now to conquer the beast.

Yet hours upon hours awaiting the crash,
The crash of blistering fire and hate combined,
Following the slivering, slinking rare beast,
Who will devastate all and **** what is living.

Now sound the alarm and run to each house,
Gathering those who are willing to fight,
Leaving the children and nursemaids behind,
Mounting a front of all fronts now to secure.

Boys give their youth and dreams put aside,
The ancient one coming now full of their pride,
A middle-age crisis they'll leave it this dark day,
In hopes that their union builds walls, not of clay.

At first, all the rumors spread lightly and fast,
The gossip in churches and streets as it spread,
In homes where the family sat silent and still,
While wondering if the sad rumors were true.

But now, gather weapons of mass destruction,
Pointed steadily along the ocean's west coast,
Firmly and fiercely all mounted and true,
For the beast, he is coming to **** and destroy.

Kiss your girlfriends and wives a passion goodbye,
Hold your children to heart and tell them to dream,
Of a better time where the light came softly above,
For the darkening sky will no doubt paint the clouds.

The time it's a killer and a friend be undone,
Either life will triumphant or miserly die,
For the beast doesn't care about anyone thing,
But spread sorrow and fear on a deadening day.

Learning how to love to live,
An act of kindness for yourself,
A realization that love will guide,
Us all into one conscious mind.

Knowing how to share our minds,
Wanting everyone for everything,
Hurt and crying as it now begins,
Excited by the wonder forever after.

Leaning on the cosmic shoulder,
Seeing what is sought for today,
Holding each other as we jump,
Headlong into a bright tomorrow.

Contemplating our bare existence,
Weaving our souls into one rug,
Sweeping up the pile of loneliness,
Hands that reach into the bliss.

Learning how to love to live,
Wiping tears upon our faces,
Smiling brightly and so boldly,
A new beginning for all to share.

At long last waiting, the cool night appears,
It conjures up my chilled body, with my fears,
She walks along the cobblestones the most,
No, she is not an adoring, more a doomed host.

Frozen like the lake shimmering from the moonlight,
A ghost, a temptress on her nocturnal, solitary night,
Each and every evening when the town clock rings,
She returns to gather all her earthly, past belongings.

Nor does she realize she is dead, alone and no more,
The cherished one seeking, she can no longer adore,
When she's lost crying breaks open this quiet place,
I stare like a zombie but see no distinguishing face.

The cemetery like an abandoned, desolate home,
Where only the dead and the fearful currently roam,
They scream from their tombs and call out at midnight,
Such a mournful and screeching comes hither the fright.

The gravestones were broken and now faded with time,
Grass now is overgrown and faded flowers you'll find,
A wrought-iron fence surrounding them so confined,
No apparition or bestie came to host and to dine.

She turns when she sees me so heavily entranced,
Should I scream out and run or ask her to dance,
When she steals my soul and then leaves me to die,
Will, I then wander her courtyard and hopelessly cry?

Death adorns someone whose leaving,
Mourners gather to share the grieving,
The sky above is so grey and forlorn,
Hear now the angels blow their horns.

The ***** plays some solemn chords,
He leaves abruptly to join with the lord,
The casket lined with some comfort now,
The mourners will now recover somehow.

The ornate church stands proudly there,
Each brick now bursting with delicate care,
The stain-glass windows designed so brightly,
The hearse brought forward at a time so nightly.

A woman so delicate and full of sweet sorrow,
Is not concerned with her continuing tomorrow,
They hold her hand and hug her body so near,
Her heart is slowly shaking, so slowly the fear.

The friends and neighbours don't understand why,
Why life is so swiftly passed onto a lingering goodbye,
Nor will they think that their time is not so at hand,
Because death comes to others and is not their plan.

A blistering wind and the cold that shakes them all,
Blankets all of the gathering at the end of the fall,
Those waiting and weaving in order now to survive,
Came to give their condolences while still alive.

Don't say more the platitudes no one will hear,
Death comes to all but somehow we calm fear,
He's going to heaven where no worries will be,
A better place all the mourners now flee.

While seas still surge and moonbeams shine,
The quest for freedom will  not only be mine,
See hope burst forth and forever so strive,
Live free my friends or we all will now die.

Refusing surrender at a high burden so plied,
The blood shall flow and the minds now cried,
A monster now creeping and lying with pride,
Take to the mountains and valleys in order to hide.

The truth we knew and so cherished by one and all,
Have the hidden meanings designed for the huge fall,
Betrayed by our brethren and by governments exist,
Will bring forth the anvil, the pain, and the fist.

By the time the Earth spins so hopelessly turning,
When the babies cry loudly and all souls burning,
Will one in a crowd stand so firm and so strong,
To denounce evil coming that doesn't belong?

So, dream the dream of all dreams now uniting,
Sometimes talk is cheap and we all will be fighting,
At this single moment registered in the book of living,
There are those who take with no thought of giving.

Carry me down by the river,
The place where the wind blows,
Where massive trees grow and die,
And the soil is cool and moist.

Gather just a few of the devoted,
To reminisce how great it was,
Where sunlight falls like a mist,
And the tears dry from the eyes.

Stand lovingly next to one another,
Hold hands and listen to the priest,
Take Biblical verse to reveal my life,
Now gone but not forgotten he says.

Look skyward as the clouds pass,
Feel how you've lost part of your soul,
Revel in the passage of time and future,
And peace will come when the day is done.

This life we share is a momentary flight,
With turns and twists surprises us all,
For granted how we consume the air,
Believing that this life endures forever,

Let us now pray and sing religious songs,
Look steadily at one another so gathered,
Place me deep into the cool and moist soil,
Then leave and pretend life is unending.

From here to there and then to nothing,
We count our days with our happiness,
Quick how we forget life is a mixture,
Of hurt and pain and joy and sorrow,
We all forget and just live for tomorrow.

Let in the light of day to see,
The lights belonged to only me,
I felt the warmth onto my skin,
My precious life will now begin.

Felt air into my lungs drawn in,
The air would soothe all my sin,
Reached high into the bluest sky,
My life renewed I can not die.

Stretched all my muscles to release,
Internal thoughts now called for peace,
My heart beat loudly and louder yet,
A time for reflection with no regrets.

Turned to the left to see my friend,
My love for all now I can send,
Called for a chance to live again,
A life renewed and hope begins.

Let in the light what could I do,
Bring life alive so fresh and new?
Afraid no more of myself or sorrow,
Bring forth this life, this new tomorrow.