In life's war of shoot to ****;
Winner has all, that's the deal.
Mercy not for all hard work;
They just rob in day and dark.
Luck with me as always thought;
End of day there's nothing bought.
Wise are evil, not to say;
Mystery's life but what the hey?!
Found myself in melancholy,
Why should I die so harshfully?

I've lost all and can't expect;
My big ship is in a great wreak!
Is war over, I'm so weak?
At life's brink, I gave a shriek!
Always lived in dignity,
Was to reach my sovereignty.
Man within says NO! NO! NO!
I too am man to play my show.
Got to collect whatever in me.
Got to show, I'm meant to be.

Pulling slowly, gripping rope,
Dreaming again from broken hope.
Blur is destined and vague vision,
Mind, still with power to move on.
For the new day sun high rises,
Wiped all past, and improvises.
So must rise from torment of fire,
Must win to great from a mere.
Come what may, mazes or viles,
I shall walk through all these miles.

I moved on to for I have to,
Went afar to brighter new.
Saw a golden gate ajar,
Few more steps in pain and scar.
No one seen yet seemed crowded,
In new realm I seemed beaded.
Could this be? Mind in frenzy.
Hope not so it's, it's too early.
Fragrances rejuvinates,
My whole self regenerates.

Then came a breeze to soothe me up
Nothing is to matter in this new lap
All seemed nice and all seemed glee
Alpha is mine and omega is me
No time here is seen to move
Days and nights all removed
Nothing in memory, no one to know
People all around in their own flow
My last breath, heard sounds of cry
Heavens sung as I'm raised high.

I have that dream to live this day; 
a day at Guantanamo Bay. 
Here I am for what I know not 
and what the law people say. 

Living in here, an empty quarter,
can't see the days as they come. 
A distant scream and chaste no more 
for another ghost of Bagram. 

The no-dusk days seems so long, 
was never in life before. 
Coping up this day, it's a great prize, 
a luck for the family of four. 

Jason the Junior needs a little help; 
he dreams of a justice in him. 
Moyena the starlet has a new passion 
of being at a big silver screen. 

Molly, their mum, feeding them the dreams, 
dreams she never knows of. 
Yet they know she can redeem
in the never ending love. 

She's full of strength, for she has her man 
who'd never let her cry,
Till the heavens shrill and the earth stands still,
and his soul leaves him to die.

Sometimes in life when things aren’t right;
When you are alone and no one at sight; 
When simplicity knows not who you are;
When silence is filled with rage and thunder;
When truth is all of lies and blunder;
You are left for a fight or surrender! 

When friends turn away and now a foe;
When he faces you, nowhere to go;
When chastity vows with a sword of revange.
Prudent sense ***** her before the bench. 
When love is selfish and life is a joke. 
Change to a warrior as kindness provoked.

Hilarious, delirious, overwhelmingly casted; 
In zeal for confusion, an evil-house nested.
Gods turn demons and demons are the gods; 
In the characters all evens are odds. 
Rolls of hatred engulfs the care.
Time for a war, create your fire!

Stab devil right between the eyes;
Regain your rights, be the wise;
Man to man, throne to throne;
Spend last blood don't leave'em alone;
Cease the victory that ahead awaits;
You're then a warrior with no more deaths.



S. A. Marshal
27.09.2012

Air is filled with murmuring voice
A pretty girl was their matter of rejoice 
All felt the same from men to boys
All eyes are following their common choice 

She walked they looked for moments of glories 
She walked they dream a land of fairies
She walked their thoughts all lost in stories
And she walked in the world unaware of these

She wandered in spectrum, subtly 
A devoting hope forever, abruptly  
Creation for dancing stanza, aptly 
But she kept moving on so benightedly

Never talked lots always cheer-faced
Her attractions never failed to amaze
She's the reason for all to daze
A lady made from Creator's own grace

With her the life, ooptimistic  
With her the world, aromatic  
With her their feelings eclectic 
She's their desire, so romantic

Come to my life, make living worthwhile 
I promise no tears, no curse of vile
My little cottage we'll make living  smile
Rolls of choices in coast of enduring isle


S. A. Marshal
03.09.1990

Morning twilight beams up high
with package of promises
Breaks through black bergs of the sky without fatigue or recesses

Fresh and young green nature's life
an energetic living
Stands ***** purple loosestrife
menthol hypnotic giving

Sparkling dews of diamonds dance
on buds and flower-petals
Emerald spread in lawn o' romance
continuing chronicles

Birds in their own charming voice
Rings in my ears a tune
They do sing in a chirping noise
A dream not to leave soon

I breathe in deep the soft cool air,
That cools me in, as it goes.
Feel like fulfilled The Lord's Prayer
And what and what, who knows?

The grass filled with morning dews
Sparkling diamonds on ground,
Touches my feet livens me anew,
happiness and joy unbound.

Oh dear nature! Lovely and nice!
For all you render, there's no price.
Full of patterns of joy and glory.
Keep dawning in our lives, with your new story.

S. A. Marshal
30.12.2007