Wormhole

Wormhole             10/27/2016

It all started

With a lie

A deep and vile deception

Crawling in

The tiniest of cracks.

Forced in

At the weakest of moments

Foisted upon the resentful

And grossly overburdened.

Eating on fear

And feasting

Upon exhaustion

Persistently testing

For weaknesses with promises

And lies.

Wedging against every fault

And exploiting all favorable angles

Like an opportunistic disease

Spreading through the blood. 

Almost unnoticed

Safe, harmless,

Easy and effortless

The greatest of tragedies

Happen by degrees.

Sucked in

And lost

Before we even knew

The parasite embedded

And sapping our strength.

By the time

You see it

It is already too late

Burrowed too deep

To remove

The fatally infected heart.

Lost to time

Over nothing at all

The emotional ruins

Of the empty

And the fake. 

They have murdered many

And it nearly killed me

Taking everything

And leaving nothing. 

The dead hand holds the truth

And all hands work to kill

Removing every obstacle

Brazen and remorseless.

Playing on a loop

Threaded through time

The failure of man

Falling though the floor

And cursed from the start.

Pride traps us all

And we flail at the wind

Unable to question

Speak, climb, or swim. 

Dead Hand

Dead Hand               10/24/2016

Outside of space

And outside of time

The spirit resides

Fluid and free.

Untouchable, uncontainable

And free

The immortal soul

Unfettered by measurement

And control. 

The only thing we have

And the only thing

We can keep

But still often neglected

In the here and now. 

But this world

It is a rotted waste

Full of bitterness

And terror. 

In the shadows

The controllers hide

Behind walls and guards

They plot and plan. 

Rewarding the corrupt

And mindlessly obedient

No matter what the cost

Bankrupt and merciless. 

But to their enemies

They bring nothing but death

Above the law

And above reproach.

A cartel

And a cabal

Exclusive, hidden

Satanic and cruel. 

The architects of chaos

And benefactors of evil

Pitting brother against brother

In endless wars.  

Shifting flags

And shifting colors

They hide behind philanthropy

Barbaric, and sadistic. 

Profiting from starvation

And laughing at genocide

They set up a crossfire

For you

And for me.  

Treacherous and deadly

The high priests of death

Desperately seeking immortality

Through privilege and power. 

Watch them lie

And watch them scheme

Predictable as the sun

Profiting from chaos

And murder for fun.

Cutting us apart

And cutting us down

Lying that it is hopeless

For us to resist

Or try. 

Take heart

For we already know

How all of this will end

The end from the beginning

Who will rise

And who will win. 

Blood Count

Blood Count                         10/19/2016

I should have savored it more

The glowing days of jubilant sun

Long long ago

And many worlds away. 

We did not know

So we did not save

Staring at mirrors

Like kids in a cave.

Protected  by oceans

And insulated from fear

A time and place

Lost to dreams.

Gone like a summer afternoon

And carried out to sea

Like tiny droplets of vapor

Blown by the breeze. 

We thought we had forever

But we were only kids

Laughing at nothing

And given everything.   

Ground by the weight

It until it all became powder

The way we once lived

And loved. 

Because while we were playing

Others, they buried the bomb

Planted like a seed

Right under our feet.    

Ignored and neglected

The weeds

They grew everywhere

An impenetrable jungle of darkness

Spread in all directions. 

Today

It blots out the sun

And we are hopeless

Knee deep in mud

And covered with lies.

The last who might remember

All they want to forget

For many different reasons

Godless and dead.

You can lose

And still you can win

Because nothing lasts

Except for your soul.

More precious than money

And more valuable than power

A new world

And a new heaven. 

Worth every sacrifice

No matter how

We are hated

Worthy of the blood

Splattered on the ground.

The price is steep

But the chance is eternal

So let us all

Do what it takes.

Many run

And many hide

But good men

Should never fear

The truth in all its glory.

Even if it hurts

Crawl across

The broken glass

Whatever it might take

And against every odd.

Red with blood

I shall wear the shirt

Unafraid

And laughing. 

The Shard

The Shard                 10/18/2016

The world is made of glass

And our eyes

Are made of mirrors

Full of smoke

And full of tears. 

I have laughed at it all

And I have wallowed

In despair

But all of it is nothing

But dreams of a ghost.

Even awake

We cannot see

And even asleep

We forget. 

We break down

And fall to our knees

Exhausted, bloody

And splintered with shards.

Never knowing

Much less understanding

That all we had to do

Was ask. 

Running scared

And looking for cover

We pull up a blankets

And bury our face.  

Fed by a tube

And led by the nose

The sleep walking fools

Slavish and trusting.  

In all things pray

And lean not

On your own understanding

Because God will win

Even if, we lose.

Many come

With all of the world

Propped up and fed

Lie after lie.

But God will bless

He who relies

For every perfect word

Swift as a rapier

And deadly as a sword. 

Eclipse

Eclipse              10/17/2016

Deep dark and silent

Morning arrives

Another day

And another year.

I was asleep

And now I am awake

Blinded by lies

And burned by the sun. 

The world is heavy

And now more than ever

Pressing downward

And squeezing the sides. 

We did not know

And with that

We jumped off a cliff

Deluded and used

For anything

And everything. 

We who followed the rules

And we who believed

Pushed forward

And stabbed in the back. 

Left with the bill

And blamed for the charge

The good and the innocent

Guilty by birth

And belief. 

Some got away

And some got paid

While the rest waited

And never got saved.

Many are those

Who remember

Just on the other side

Still waiting for something

Or anything at all. 

Useful for a time

And then cut off and dead

Bumps in the road

Insulted and defamed.  

Let them all hear

And let the world see

All that was hidden

Under every table

And behind every door.