At such moments of weakness
The heart must hold its own
Foot on the gas
Hand hovers over the break
Attention to form unconscious

Straddling between youth and adulthood
Taste shifts
Memories lift
And love becomes a necessity
Loneliness can **** the strongest of men

In between the cracks of work and downtime
The dog barks at the shadows of felines
Waking the whole ******* neighborhood up
The empty coffee cup stained brown and black
Newscasters praying for another foreign attack

Masks of men reflect the insecurities of humanity
We fear many things
Some we know not why, but we feel we must
The shadow has no name
Yet it has always been and will be

Evolve!
The scientists say so easily
Religious Revolution!
The priests have always thought
The cost of blood to be so cheap
War!
Bullets rust in their cartridges
And bombs tick in their gold casings

I've attended one funeral
And it was a struggle for me to weep
I forced myself into tears
To fit in with all the others

I've been comfortable with death
Since I first witnessed the end of love
Between the two Gods
That bore me, hence bringing me here
Their Sun's hearts were not warm enough for one another
The best and truest way to introduce a child

To the Pains of Life

The fact of pain, terror, intimidation, and death
Is very real
And though I have not been to war,
Killed a man,
Shot a gun into a crowded street,
That does not mean that I do not feel its weight
I do not wish to be the judge
Wielding the ultimate sentence
Nature is the only worthy one to wield that right

Yes,
The Pains of Life
Are here and they are
Forever changing

But, I take comfort in the old pains
That of the body and the simple mind
Though there is no such thing as the latter
And if you think I'm lying, ask the hatter

Rippling through lines attending the masquerade ball
Seeping through the back door unnoticed, the red curtain falls
The play is starting, the actors in position, the stage is set
I trust no man with two, one, or five of anything and doesn't bet

Bend your nose to the ground
Smell the wine soaked soil
The sun is high, the miles long
Beware the rattler as it lay in coil

The Pains of Life
Are the Joys of Life

Each one of us
Is seeking our Eden