IT IS A TRAP.. IT IS A LIE.. LET ME FROM THIS ‘NO LUCK TRUCK’.. I AIN’T PREPARED TO DIE..
Crime of war repeated.. life defeated once again.. fool of fools should never lead.. life for fates of men..
Inside dark rooms.. meditating.. I was trying to hide.. watch as colors change a play.. to chase a demon’s ride..
separated.. higher.. lower?.. nothing there to say.. quiet to deny it.. sad as an O’Neill play..
Does what is become the dream of maniacs and fools.. can noble species only fight.. drunk in madness rule?..
Something seen right away.. felt in heart and gut.. once more bought a criminal.. no rules.. good toys.. war nuts..
Could not believe what I saw.. false goals.. corrupt relief.. as the priest of morals high.. sought to trust a thief..
Valid still turned bitter will of avarice disease.. brought in bully playground.. no respect.. ‘care or please’..
Remember child.. as I did.. others who seek peace.. those who seek nought but freedom.. wonder so released..
Confusion many mirrors.. clowns and scholars may.. appear.. your love needs be seen.. hold it close.. bring it near..
When the demon twirls dream worlds.. of riches.. legends.. gold.. true to self.. found waiting.. where nothing is sold..
Thought.. ‘as I humbly compose words to tribute a light that keeps shining..
I worry..
I care for those blinded.. how much must they see?.. how clear must it be?.. no race has face beyond the place where mankind left his sign.. even godless.. or those so designed in ‘yours and mine’.. tireless tenacious.. never letting gossip rule.. or give time to answer.. words of splatter gossip fools’..
a work in progress.. always”..
Peace Tony
©AC.24.2.14.arr././
