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Ever think that you matter?
That you were gifted,
You gift grabber?

Tell me, do you take the time
To listen to your chatter?
Inside your head
Thought throws the pitch
But there is no Batter
And your voice is always louder
But your words
They never matter!

You belch your stupidity over and over
From the flaming pits of hell
To the furthest supernova

Are you the Captian of this ship,
You heartless waste of carbon?
I've washed better from my feet
Trust me, I've done it often
This Old Soul marches into Battle daily
Determined to shine the Light
Even if I can manage only a faint flicker
I will dutifully execute my modest role
In creating the conditions under which Darkness cannot exist
To be One small Exception
To the Ego's Earthly rule

It is a War – and though we do not win every Battle
Our Victory is secured as long as we Fight
There is no god to grant us our Salvation
The Great Judge lives within each and every one of us
It takes three eyes to see
And though we are few
We are not alone

So, take comfort
Our Trek is difficult, but Worthy
Our opponents do not know
Nor will they believe
That we cannot be defeated
And as such
They will continue their assaults

Be ready.
Eye has become a Warrior
Eye spent years turning my insides to Flame-Tempered Steel
Dousing the flames of my selfish desires
And hammering out the emotional weakness
That is slavery to self
Eye focused my energy solely on the Inner Work
And dare Eye say, it is complete

Now, the Outer Work is in progress
Eye can feel my Soul is growing stronger
With each breathless ******
With each drop of sweat that spatters against the cold floor
Or streams directly into my burning eyes
Eye remembers the pains of past lives
And Eye readies my Warship

For it is War that has been declared upon me
But Eye cannot be defeated
My Spirit has completed the tasks
All but One
That cannot be done in One Lifetime
Eye will help me to finish strong
Eye has become a Warrior
729 · Apr 2012
Needs: Who needs'em?
Why am I wanting?
Over-analyzing and taunting
Feeding my ego,
It eats my amigos!

My God!
Now I NEED them!

I was so much happier when I didn't give a ****

Why do I care if you like me?
You wouldn't stand beside me in the war.
Pump my ego, and off you go;
You've got other trumpets to blow!

My God!
Did you see that?

I was so much happier when I didn't give a ****

Why am I being needy?
Like a baby that momma ain't feeding
Like a toddler whos circumstance just so happens to be displeasing
That **** makes me want to throw up

My God!
YUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKK!

I was so much happier when I didn't give a ****
728 · Mar 2012
Pesky Cat!
Pesky Cat!
Fur bold as fire
Cold as wire

What a disgrace!
Screams the Goddess of race

Wow!

You got to get yourself together
Your mind is floating like a feather
Through the games we used to play
And the songs we used to sing

Now come on down!

Pesky Cat!
Claws hard as diamonds
Sharpened nicely

What did you do to your face?
Sings the Goddess of Hate

Wow!
Well, I've been down all these roads before
And I know where they End
It's where I Begin
To go insane...

And there I'll remain

Would you show me more?
Yes, I know the score
But I still feel the same
As I did yesterday...

And here I remain

I've been deafened by the silence
Out here in outer space
I swear I felt like a Human once
But then you closed my case...

And continued the race!
But, still I remain...

Sometimes signals get scrambled up
We lose sight of the traps we set
And get caught
In our own snare

I do declare!

So, I want to know
Yes, I need to know
Was I ever there?
Or did I go insane?

Well, there I'll remain...
**** this Robotic Brain
685 · Jun 2012
Punch Drunk
Feeling uninspired? Well,
You're higher now.
Smoke another cigarette!
Have a whiskey drink.

It's on the house.

Learning how to love again?
Have you been let down?

Yes, I've been let down;
And I'm feeling kind of anxious because I know
It's just a matter of time,

And mine just ran out.
680 · Mar 2012
Let them eat Paper!
They think they own the land!
They don't.
They think they own the water!
They don't.
They think they own the energy!
They don't.

They think they own you and I!
They don't.

A doomed aristocrat once said,
“Let them eat cake!”
As the poor starved in the street

Her head was sent to the basket

We the 99% stand up in reply,

LET THEM EAT PAPER!

We produce the goods
We work the fields
We run the grid
We police the streets
We create the wealth of the Earth
We destroy the greedy and self-serving
We can take care of ourselves

LET THEM EAT PAPER!
669 · Mar 2014
I Noticed You Today!
I noticed you today
For a split-second you were unsure
You didn't know the answer
And you couldn't supply the cure

I noticed you today
The way you kept going, the way you endured
And though it may not have ended
Quite the way you'd hoped it would

I noticed you today
And I think you did pretty good!
For those who endure their struggles with grace and optimism, I notice. Here is a silly little poem to prove it.
646 · Mar 2012
The Schizm
She's a girl, she was!
My little girl, she was?

But, now she don't come around here no more,
because she got another fella, she loves him more.
She does?

She's a girl, she was!
My entire world, she was?

And now he won't come around here no more,
Because he knows if he does,
I'm gonna have to settle the score.

When he showed his face again
I told that crazy *******,
“Well, If you got a problem, mister,
I'd suggest you talk to a man that ain't pointing a gun!"
644 · Mar 2012
On Masters and Slaves...
There’s a place, deep inside our minds
Where we create; then we send it into space
Just a trace, a thread slithering through time
No face, just tales of our beautiful kind

But, for now we’re spinning around
These same old towns
Just looking for a place to try again

We go round, and round, and round
We try up, we try down
And now we’re lost again

But that’s okay…

It’s a shame; yeah it’s a downright crime
The human shape, once considered divine
Just a crate, to contain the master’s time
No face, just a couple dollar signs

So, for now we’re spinning around
These same old towns
Just looking for a place to die again

They spin us round, and round, and round
We look forward, we look back
And now we’re lost again

But that’s okay…for now
640 · Apr 2012
Society Must be High!
Got to go to work
Gotta get a job
Gotta pay the mob
That should keep them off my back for one more day!

What do you do?

Got to go to school
Got to get them to say that
I'm qualified to live
In debt to them!

What do you do?

Got to get up
Got to get out
Got to ooh-ooh-ooh
Got to ahh-ahh-ahh, the crowd

So, that's what we'll do!

Got to grow up
Got to quit your dreamin'
Boy, you better listen
You ain't nothing but a human being!

That's what they'll tell you.

So, what do you do?

Just turn your guns back on to
The ones who turned their guns on the truth!
638 · Mar 2012
Sunday Morning Suicide
My little mind is slipping,
Ripping, and tearing
Exposing the soul
That I shouldn't be sharing

My heart is in pieces
For thousands of reasons
And though I am older
The embers still smolder

My father, he left me
My mother, she blames me
My world, it tried to enslave me
The son of Three

Who could ever be free?

So, I'm out here all alone
Too bad, we never had a home
What a shame,
I would've made a very good dog

The spirit was strong,
Its intentions, wrong?

The sweet water still flowing
Saturating drowning lungs
Washing the hurt away
Towards the shallow graves I've dug
635 · Mar 2012
We Live in Space!
We live in Space
It was all for Science
We've been erased
For non-compliance

We came to Space
We hoped no one would find us here

Back then we lived in fear
Around here...
So we moved to Space

It was all for Science
We've been erased
No one can find us here
Pursued by the State
For non-compliance

So now we live in fear
Around here...
They came to Space

Can't believe they found us here!
One of these days I'll wake up
And you'll all be gone
A distant memory of time yet to be known
Atop a crown adorned with necks cut from stone

I'll look to my hands
But none will there be
A spirit still broken
Once the son of three

I'll float in the way
That I've always done
Too close to the moon
A bit further from the Sun

I'll look to your eyes
But none will there be
A bit closer to death
A bit further from me.

Goodbye, sweet love.
Oh, Little Bird, you've made my day!

The laugh that we had
I'll carry it with me
Through all my journeys
Even past my grave

I know you'll remember
The laugh that we laughed
When that drop of water
dripped down from above

And splashed directly on your head!

At first you were stunned
As if you'd never expected it
Then your little head shook violently
And tiny beads flew in every direction

You flapped your blue wings
And stuck out your round belly
Then you stamped your left foot
As if to tell me, you'd had enough

What a mood you were in!

I'm sure you noticed my eyes as they narrowed
And how my lips bore that ridiculous grin
And how I laughed, and laughed, and laughed
At the situation we found ourselves in

It was then that you realized
What had happened wasn't so bad
Then you laughed the laugh that birds laugh
And flew off to visit the wind

Goodbye, Little Bird!
620 · Mar 2012
Psalm for a Wounded Soul...
Well, I’m getting older now
I’m letting go of all the anger
That I should’ve dealt with
A long time ago


But still, I’m feeling down, my friend
I see the pain in your eyes
And I understand that
It starts again


So that old North wind is gonna keep right on blowin’
That old cold river is gonna keep right on flowin’
And where we live there won't be any yellow brick roads
To carry us home


So Girl, please don’t cry again
I won’t give up
And I promise that I would never leave you
Out there alone


So, if you ever need a friend
A kindred soul
That can see the light you radiate
Through this darkened world


We can hoist our sails and drift right on through the cold
We could escape the desert of our tired and wounded souls
Because where we’re going we won’t need any yellow brick roads
To carry us home
To carry you home
To carry we home
She closed her eyes and strode towards the door
At the edge of her Mind where she found
Sixty One point Eight percent more!

She thought for a spell, then continued her tour
At the end all she found was
Sixty One point Eight percent more!
This puzzled our *****, or perhaps she was bored
Still, she continued walking, inevitably towards
A Future that contained Sixty One point Eight percent more!

I closed my own eyes and strode towards the door
At the edge of my mind and I thought:
*I wonder if you're wondering
If you wander while you're wondering
If you understand that by pondering
During all your Mysterious frolicking
That you, too, have a door
And beyond it there lies
Sixty One point Eight percent more!
#Growth
617 · May 2014
Never Trust A Human.
Friend, let me tell you
You can never trust a human

If you give them a nugget of wisdom
They will only bare their teeth to consume it
And rip it to shreds
No matter how beautiful
They'll then take slaves to gather up the pieces
And put them in tastefully colored packages
Designed by scientists
Hoping to sell themselves back to you

-at a profit.

It doesn't matter if it's poison
These jokers will horde it
If we imagine love as a baby
Then the humans had a late-term abortion
Everything is so self-serving
And insanely distorted
The only thing that matters
Is what they think they are worth

-in the markets

I'm so sick of this
You ******* numb-nut, half-wits
You're just too ******* selfish
I'm done with the nice guy *******
I'm disappearing like Elvis
Am I alive or dead?
I can be both, it's no Agatha Christie mystery
I've never been happier to introduce you

-to disappearing me.
603 · Nov 2014
Dead Days...
On this, the day of the dead
I decide to visit the graveyards
Scattered about my head
I light candles and leave flowers
In memory of those memories
That I had to leave behind

I visualize the scratches
The deep, ****** gashes
Infected by Fears
And cauterized by Bold Action
I kick the dirt about
And spit new flame upon the ashes

Even still, not an ember remains
Not one shackle, or tether
To bind these shredded pieces back together
Status: Enigma
My presence, a soft ripple
My mission, a finely crushed riddle
A powder through which
The Honest Serpent slithers
Stretching out molecules
To throttle these dangerous Fools
These silly Humans with dull senses

Please challenge me -I dare you
For I have become bored
With casting crumbs before the Profane
In the Mist the Pearls are stored
The swine, they still eat it up
The teachings they ignore
May their bellies always rumble
May their focus always be: MORE, MORE, MORE!!
576 · Mar 2012
Dogs Barking
My Dear,
We know!
Your perfect cover is blown
I fear,
you'll go and teach the angered souls

My Dear,
I've grown!
I've been bent and whipped into a son of Rome
Am I clear?
Do you know? Your aura penetrates my soul

Just a human controlled by the fear
We will not always be here
One more forgotten mistake
The insanity of history remains

My Dear,
Let's go!
I'll hold your hand, so come on
You steer, I'll row
Eventually, we will get home,
My dear
573 · Jun 2015
Blood on the Ceiling...
I need to heal...
But you keep on ripping my stitches
It's kind of suspicious
That flesh and bone can be this resilient
You're one in a million
But I can't help but believe that you're guilty
Of trying to **** me

Why do you ****** my feelings?

I swallow pills...
So I can continue my mission
To tune out all the *******
And self-obsession, it's sickening
I'm ripping holes in your memory, turning ashes to sigils
I can't believe that you think
That I'd take all of this sitting

I promise you, this time

There will be blood on the ceiling!
And on the walls
All down the halls
And up in the Attic
Chop you up into tiny pieces
And hand feed them to maggots
523 · Jun 2014
Turning out the Light
We've lost count of the times
That we've killed ourselves
Become new
Scorched Earth
Laid a past to rest

We don't even have funerals for them anymore
There are no emotions left to process
We just light the match and let the flames infest
The crevices

The ones those feelings used to attack

We've taken a break from the program
And there aren't enough ones and zeroes
In the whole ******* Universe
To make us come back

The faces have all become pixelated
Not one more important than the others
They'll all pretend to be your Brothers
Sisters, Mothers, Friends

And Lovers

But, you'll soon discover
When the mist dissipates
And the illusions are all torn asunder
When the harsh scowl of Baal greets you
With an absolute absence of color

That they were all none other
Than the Devils  
You sought to destroy
To purge from the Earth
To banish to the Void

Reality is cold
We decided it would be best to avoid it
509 · Mar 2012
The End of a Beautiful Road
Well, I had to go
The future was looking grim
And there are a lot of folks
That would do it all again
They've got their own
Reasons to defy all the rules
And I don't know how to fight'em

But in the end, there's only one way out
Well, I hope we make some friends on the way down

So now the moon is full
The werewolves are freakin' out
And there's no place
We can run and hide
They've got control
It's too late to cry
I guess someone else had better start a fire!

'Cause in the end there is only one way out

Well, I had to know
'Cause I'm so sick and tired
Of these stupid *****
and their rules and their lies
They've got control
A thirst that can't be quenched
You better know your role
Or get crushed by the iron fist

In the end there is only one way out
And I hope we make some friends on our way down
465 · May 2016
A Broken Ghost (Scarecrow)
Oh, Torpedo,
it just ain't the same!
Since you've been gone
it's like I've been in restraints

Just a frustrated Pit Bull
yanking at his chain
Determined to break free
So I can gallop at least

Fifty miles past insane...

Maybe I'll see you when I get there,
and you'll be crazy enough to love me back
Like you always did
but, we were both too scared to act

Or, maybe that's not it at all
Perhaps the story is even more tragic
Could it be that I'd been victimized
by a most nefarious magic?

The type that tricks your heart
into believing it belongs,
That it has a place,
and has found it?

— The End —