Stepping Stone

Stepping Stone      2/27/2015

The beast is fed

With innocent blood

By those who sleep in safety

Tonight and tomorrow.

They hope and they plan

Trading truth for money

Giving up others

So that they may rise. 

But their peace

Is temporary

And their safety

A joke.

Time changes everything

And with each grain of sand

The beaches form

And spread.

What has betrayal bought?

Nothing but time

As the engines drone on

Consuming us all.  

Evil men make excuses

And lie about the causes

Fueled by insatiable hatred

And a twisted psyche.

Hiding the facts

And assigning the blame

Regardless of how obvious

The brutal truth. 

Horror upon horror comes

But what will it take?

For the greater to rise up

And do what he must. 

Find the strength

And mean it

In defense of all you are

For every bloody inch. 

Know the truth

And do not forget

That he who is in us

Has overcome the world.  

Sea Saw

Sea Saw      2/27/2015

All the best efforts

Melt like butter

Burning away

Until nothing remains.   

It’s hard to tread water

With concrete around your neck

And its hard to survive

When you are surrounded.

Bled out

And overworked

Struggling against the undertow

Dragging you down. 

How long can you defend

The indefensible

And how long can you survive?

Holding your breath.

Lead weights

And heavy water

Rusting in a graveyard

Under the sea. 

Rising and falling

Over an iron coffin

The meaningless death

Of many and one.  

Wave after wave

Tumbles the rocks

Breaking us down

Until there is nothing at all.  

What you see

Is not random

And what you fear

Is coming soon.  

Those who run

Will have nowhere to hide

But those who stand

Shall live forever.  

Uploaded

 Upload   2/26/2015

If everyone stood up

Then we could not fall down

Tipped over like dominoes

In a long convoluted chain. 

Every day is a minefield

As we tip toe through the glass

Slowly bleeding to death

One drop at a time. 

The curve of the future

Turns sharply down

Diminishing you

And destroying me.   

Overly engineered

And poorly planned

A world unhinged

And spiraling downwards fast.

Everything we do

Is poured out

And wasted

As water becomes dust

And blood becomes sand.  

There is no way out

Except to sink or climb

As we pump our legs up a mountain

Steep and mighty. 

The past is a memory

Information in a file

Stored inside our brains

And determining who we are. 

But there is something more

An invisible secret

Hidden in our genes

Determined in advance

Before we ever knew.

They search for us

But we don’t know ourselves

Educated to be blind

And taught to be dumb. 

The Valley

The Valley 2/26/2014

One day before Friday

And fifty years down a rabbit hole

Where down is up

And up is down.  

A bizarre universe

Has penetrated the present

Producing a surreal reality

Of deafening denial.

My thoughts drift

As I waste my time

Trying hard to escape

The weight of time. 

I think of laughter

And a silver slipper

Cool sheets

And spilled champagne.

Dizzily I stand

And look down the hall

Alone in an empty building

On a frozen afternoon. 

If everything is lost

Then I wonder why I am here

Still going through the motions

Unaware and dumb. 

Right is left

And left is right

As darkness covers the sun

I want to save

And be saved

Drowning in her arms

For just one more night. 

Far away and far above

This endless farce

As I spiral down another lead

Upside down

And pointless.

But I was never more alive

Than when I told the truth

Standing straight

Even in loss

And even in defeat.  

But I am torn

And I am tired

As strong as I am weak

Double minded

And doubled over.

I have returned

To the valley

But it is not the same

Gone almost before it was

And frozen in time. 

The people are soulless

And evil multiplies

Like bacteria

Everywhere we look

And everywhere we die. 

Vise Grip

Vise Grip   2/23/2015

Spin it sideways 

And say what you will

Because I have heard it all

A thousand times before. 

Walk on by

And open up the door
Oblivious to the truth
Crouching in the shadow..

Sharpened knives
And dull dead eyes 

Reflecting the moonlight

In jagged silvery lines.

Patiently waiting

For someone to enter

The good, unsuspecting

Foolish, and spoiled.

Self-confidant, naive,

Controlled and dumb

Foolish enough to trust

And turn their back.    

Taught since birth

To believe a lie

Ignoring all the warnings

Everywhere you look.   

The dumb lead the dumb

And empty out their pockets

Swallowing every distraction

Hook, line, and sinker. 

It’s got them by the guts

But they don’t know it yet

Running deeper

And falling asleep. 

But the truth is here

The same at it ever was

And its a lot more than these cliches

Predictable and sad.  

What courage does it take

To kick at the dead

Beating up a punching bag

Filled with straw.

Let them blow their whistle

Foolish and shallow

Lost in a world

Long gone by.      

There is no safety

And there is no dream

Nothing but the promise

And bitter regret.