Oct 2014
Lost Child…Part 1…The End.
A nursery rhyme hides from a dreadful place, lost and scared
Folded clothes weep in a tattered dusty dresser ,
She’s the tread woven into the fabric of their Life
It has unravel, society has collapse, the world has ended
I write from a different space.
Part 2….The Middle (Gloom)
Shattered Glass, blood runs like a river,
Burn the books, we don’t need them anymore
COMFORT …GET OUT !!...YOU ‘RE NOT WANTED HERE
You won’t survive the well is now polluted
Cut me once, Cut me twice, Cut me 3X…***..I can feel
I can’t control what I write, my hand is not my own
Part 3….The Search for a New Beginning*
Find the child you must, armed with the heart of a lion,
The eyes of a Hawk, and the will of a wolf
Search every corner, run with the cheetah, swim with dolphin, and soar with the eagle
Brave the flames scorching your soul, be the Knight not in shining armor, but of blood and guts,
Everything depends on finding the *Lost Child
Firewalker
A nursery rhyme hides from a dreadful place, lost and scared
Folded clothes weep in a tattered dusty dresser ,
She’s the tread woven into the fabric of their Life
It has unravel, society has collapse, the world has ended
I write from a different space.
Part 2….The Middle (Gloom)
Shattered Glass, blood runs like a river,
Burn the books, we don’t need them anymore
COMFORT …GET OUT !!...YOU ‘RE NOT WANTED HERE
You won’t survive the well is now polluted
Cut me once, Cut me twice, Cut me 3X…***..I can feel
I can’t control what I write, my hand is not my own
Part 3….The Search for a New Beginning*
Find the child you must, armed with the heart of a lion,
The eyes of a Hawk, and the will of a wolf
Search every corner, run with the cheetah, swim with dolphin, and soar with the eagle
Brave the flames scorching your soul, be the Knight not in shining armor, but of blood and guts,
Everything depends on finding the *Lost Child
Firewalker
Dedicated to Brendan Tevlin a outstanding young man who's life was ended too soon due to senseless violence
