the only difference between a dream and reality, is that you wake up.

With my hands on my hips
I looked back at the job that was just completed
All day in the field
Plowing and sowing
The suns beam was strong
There wasn't any wind
Just the hot glaring sun
My mouth was dry
Lips were parched
Back was tired
And my feet were aching
As I sighed and walked away
I was happy, pleased
And convinced
That life don't get no better than this

A new thing has happened, a new consensus reached, new wise men crying out in the streets. A message as strange, as it is bold, conveyed to those who are of yet not very old, spreading like fire to those who desire it.
A wisdom that fills the mind with understanding, and the heart with wrath, they no longer desire the common path, a small few among many, the trail blazers rise.
The wise see through the facade, leaving the lies for  the fools, and the pawns, they see the existence with no purpose that the masses adore, In ignorance they find peace, in the lack of knowledge they are content.
A lie no different from the last is enough to throw a life away without regret, blindly excepting whatever is presented as a worthy cause.
An absence of knowledge, and a surplus of faith, spiraling towards an unavoidable fate.

To many times forgotten
To many times passed up
By the very ones you reached out your hands
Helping pull them up
To many times thank you never came your way
To many times frowned upon for doing what was right
And not what was popular
The ones closest to you may not ever tell
How much they appreciate you for your help
Those words may not ever come from their lips
I personally have seen and experienced
The kind of person that you are
I know what family means to you
So on  behalf of those you help
For all those you drop by to see about
I say to you
Thank you
Keep up the good work

The water bubbles around your feet
yet it does not touch you
Floating on a cloud to where we meet
You feel this does not concern you
Always asking why dogs bark yet follow your every move
The wings upon your back are black not a powdery blue
For years you've seen people cower as you walk by
You never really thought until now to question the reason why

I've been waiting for you prodigy
To explain to you the reasons people can't stand the sight of you
Yet can not help but stare
They burst into flames if they look at you too long
But where do they go from there?
Long ago here on Earth two people did meet
One of snow and one of sand
An you is who they did create
No one knew such sorrow they day you were born
The angels sang and demons cried to see such a sin
A young person born of two creations
Now you see why people scream and children hide
Murderers are your best friend
But all this you deny
Your fate has found you to follow the path you have been given
The angelic face, demonic eyes are just above the skin
it's up to you to decide what your heart wants, how to live your life
For angels want you to live in hell
While demons want you in the light

The moon rises, as the sun sets
And I rise like a phoenix from the ashes,
At least, I wish I would