Predawn hangs wetly in the air
Silently we begin to prepare
Nervous anticipation palpable
Doubts of Will we be capable

A Motley Bunch I agree
But together bound in purpose
We all do a great service
After I am through you will see

Drawn to one another by fate
Willing soldiers one an all
In this battle we participate
A battle for hatred's fall

We arm ourselves with pens
Armour our comrades with words

Wading into the fray
This charge we lead in full force

Bringing light and hope along
I sing this my Battle Song
Join with me Sisters an Brothers
To our cause we must call others

Though we toil day in an out
Our resolve will not waiver
We long to call this a rout
To be for all a savior

Tired an ink stained we remain
A constant vigil we shall keep
Over those longing for final sleep
An they who struggle to maintain

A feeling of purpose an sense
Glad I joined this crew of crews

Thank you brave Army of Poet's Corner
For in you I've found my Muse

A renown and traveled Friend
Reconnoitered with help from the college
Top Secret File: Fountain Of Youthful Knowledge
Curious? You'll find out in the end

Searching patiently then with more fervor
As he continued the sun was replaced by moon
Fading in and out of my stupor
"Don't worry," I heard "We'll find it soon"

I never saw him the next morning
Not once till just after lunch
Then came a shrill scream without warning

When he appeared back on the scene
He carried proudly a jar full of 'punch'
He'd learned the secret of Amphetamine

Hand brushes through blonde locks
Caught
I lose touch with the clock

Ensnared
A victim how long
Body language your siren song

Liquid blue eyes burnt into my soul
Pools drowning me deeper in you

Smiling sweetly
The way only you do
I am further disarmed

Senses raw and walls crumblin
I can't stand how badly I want you
You send my thoughts  tumblin
Wishing all these feelings were untrue

Fear of losing myself to your touch
Evaporates as I see your face
Like a little boy with a crush

Gliding down this asphalt ribbon,
I let my mind wander where
It will
Take me where I want to go,
content and drifting with
No urgency
can catch us here,
eating up pavement at a
Steady pace
keeping me sane,
from the cacophony
I'm denying
this fickle conscience,
the power to control
My emotions
won't  be compromised,
by despair for I have
No worries
as I cruise safely along
This vagabond's meandering highway