When I awake, half an eye open
ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE
I shrug off the fatigue of sleep
and Get ready for the day.
Getting ready to be a Rock star
I stare at my lonely, Pathetic, Insecure Reflection
look it square in the eye and tell it
"NOT NOW"
"NOT EVER"
It whimpers from starvation as I walk away from it.
My Star child kicks in as I'm walking to school.
My eyes have the power to stare into any mans soul and see them for who they are, not who they want to be.
My fists represent Glory and Justice and they are intolerable to any other thing
My heart is like a beating drum, savage and controlled loving everybody and everything. I walk from class to class and absorb the attention. the love. the admiration.
I walk home, chest out with pride.
I get home, and I look at my reflection
and it stares right into my soul. and its reality hits like a hammer.
My Rock star dies, and I'm left with me....

Oh how I hate it

A child, to young to ever know
To walk in the Right.
To walk with a Fistful of Love
and a pocket full of Divinity through lifes
Path.
Most learn this all to late and all to well,
That Hate was never the way to walk, or the way to see, or the way to act.

On a battle field Red as a soviet
you learn to give peace a chance, While the world is Cold
Your to old to be told
something you knew at birth
but slowly forgot in the stream of time,
Indoctrination fills your head and replaces all the love and light with Their love and light.
You walk their path now
You play their game
by their rules.
And all you'll ever know
is what they teach.
But your heart knows better.
Your heart knows right
And lives only because of the fact that it knows,
truth is given to us all in our time, in our turn.
and it feeds off this truth, heaven sent, like a starved infant whose belly is sore.
This truth is given to those that fall to their knees in real, potent supplication.
This truth is Your truth
and its seal is Gods.
And by this shall you know how to walk in the right.

A Dark storm cloud lays lazily just beyond the Horizon.
-Lightening flashes violently just out of reach
-Just out of sight, you cant see the bolt, or hear its thunder
-but you know its there by the illuminations of the cloud.
-the bright blue explosions that fill the cloud, that assimilates the mountains, encompassing everything.
You fear
but aren't afraid
For life is as the lightening is.
Its fleeting, and leaves us without a whisper, with out a goodbye.
And they to will fear us, and not be afraid.
For theirs is the same journey
and theirs is the same reward