Bellion the grand

The huge lizards reflected in the forests dappled light
Staring him down like any face to face fight
The wounded captain glanced at his fallen men
most torn limb from limb

But fear didn't hit his brow
A dagger appeared in his hand still low
He'd drawn it undetected between reptilian growls
One of the beasts sprang up to rip a gizzard
Bellion hurled his own body at the regal lizard

Catching the lizards eye and avoiding it's teeth and talons
before Svylas staggered over the mound with Wagrons

Bellion was greater than the seven sons of Rasvlan
The lands of the east were conquered by his hand
and the furnace of the empire burnt at his will

Bellion had slaughtered the eastern Strak a major triumph
The most evil of monsters who'd claim a dozen lives a month
From Lecvillea to the southern limits of Vlanstead

Bellion the grand savior of Vlanstead
Bellion the great beautifier of lecvillea!
Heroe of the Wagrons

Those are them

They are the kids
The ones who haywire
if I could ever verb like that
If a verb could capture that

They are the instigators
the endless travelers lovers and haters
The youth of excitement and elation
They seek short term stimulation

As money comes toward the mouth
social norms that don't bless health
As money is pushed up to mouth
Chewing metal to feel the breeze

Each coin a drop of LSD
These are the kids
who drive their cars till they skid
roads a life a death a playground

An ugly boast so repetitive and uncouth
In the front seat paralyzed youth

They took the city

Aliens have claimed the city
Few exits and hiding places in sight
Every night there is a firefight
and another dozen lose their lives

They appear in the ruins just like magic
To wipe us all out but we don't die easy
To them, a new realm to do as they please
we hold up their progress

They send decoys
promises and banquets under shade
minutes before their ships land to make a raid
Aliens have claimed it all

Few of us, the survivors
science doesn't help us
Pure chance has got our backs
As dwindle fire burns houses black

Making a splash

Swimming away from the pod
Diving right down into the darkness
What ever is down there threads webs and nods
Rumors the rest of the world discards

Sure that down deep there would be no life
Or none that would lurk and drag the unsuspecting in
So the lost adolescent creature gets addicted to the panic
Toward the deep abyss where large animals vanish

Led astray with a passion for it's own pain lost
it's cries don't echo out of the darkness
Like a killer in the park
Warns whatever lurks nigh
It will soon be dinner time

Yeah the echo doesn't return
It get absorbed into the dark churn
Forgotten through an exit of shame
Becoming their own creeps
young life fades out in the deep

The damp dry out just to moisten

The valley between neighborhoods broken concrete
Littered with the bodies of drug users ragged and exhausted
drying in the sun like swamp birds

Apartments, each with a passionless cleaner
spending eternities on stains that would never come out
Their inhabitants crawl through the broken concrete of the valley

Up the hill where the grass is just a little greener
They fix bikes and cars until the sun rolls off
Hours of maintenance

A land where toil, addiction and poverty
are the soul ambitions
Everyone in the middle is broke

The world under a magnifying glass
Each ant clinging to their colony

One more life

If you have lived before

The squash before the squash

Life so free so forced

paradox so lush

Have you ever lived before

such that this life would allow you memory

Even as it is so extremely temporary

Do you have time for an epiphany

Drop down to earth for a look around

Learn to live stimulated and proud

Another round in the ring

Another voice to sing