Alone on that planet

 They've left my son in the factory
The earth stood still
Playing with his halo
eden's snake and Eve's apple

Confusion they painted the world with
Colored in stupidity
and deep turqoise addiction
I'd like to hear you slurp the opiate

before you blurt out your sermon
Outstay your welcome
attract some poltergeist demon
to inhabit the syndrome

medication couldn't fix
eye to eye explain death to me now
skating on the fantasies
mere plagerists floating on the chaos of their own misplaced egos

In the cape behind the sun
Seeking the breast of comfort
The infant huddle lost lips and empty stomach
They've left my son alone down in the factory

They painted the surface of the land
In lines of order and circles of chaos
Blaming others for their burdens
Humans are just selfish machines

Burning theater

 Through the darkness
I could taste and smell the smoke
Through the fire of the curtains
and the house in conflagration

the heat under my nails
The electricity moving through piece by piece
The wall paper incinerates
The flames illuminate the dark void

Alive through eons of pain
Eyes open reflections in embers
I hold on a child beguiled in the backdraft
Thrown by firestorm of brimstone

The gargantuan traumas
mountain agony
The fire dies down and the blackness returns
I am alive

I walk the stage
Just to test the audience's faith

The myth of neverland

 we spent our lives anticipating
On top of rocks at sunset
at our cousin's house a prolonged joke
The afternoon of great events

Dreaming of one moment
a defining second that would freeze our lives
Redeem us from shame guilt and pride
give us pure light

We'd stay up thinking about it
some lost sense that we needed to feel
Like hollow vessels we never did
The longing never fulfilled

How much twisting of a craving
sprouts the seed within our minds
prodding us like cattle to believe
in the intangible

Fly disobedient arrow

 A lonely world there you say
a foreign sky passes over
friendship less tangible
I'd send piece of my heart

arrow disobedient for good
reaches the tradewinds lifting
where no man breathes
into the grass old men blessed

Walking in silence at the base of the world
Where compassion is learned amid sarcasm
Where my own body grew and advanced forward
Take this piece of heart this arrow and stoke tomorrow

A lonely world indeed out here
take this handful of intention to see you well
to shield you from depression and anxiety
to filter their lies from the vessels of our minds

Overthrow their low thought
Head up and forward, I read your face
Take from me my word my faith my grace
Prosper despite their want for pride and shame

The food of Poverty

 Poverty was overfed
 wealth was hunger enhanced
A child whose legs were thin
couldn't feel autumn's dance

couldn't hear the scorn of it's call
Busy picking corn too tall for him
wealth looked like famine and unease 
poverty was a decadent feast

Boy wasn't told he needed to read
Just given a sack and some shears
to harvest the yard crops no cares
before the day of eviction

Couldn't hear the malevolent wind
Frost and blizzard it's prediction
Stripping husks down no afflictions
peeling through the days

His precious blood kept the body red but tendons slack
the freeze worked into the walls claiming the shack
right through his frame and without a flame
Cold robbed him next to the unlit coal 

His attempt at existence
his God given soul

Don't bother immigrating

 The dreamer relaxes in lost days
swallowed whole by the longing
Lost in a world where love is illusive
the struggle everywhere

Discontented on empty human boxes 
wishing for the future
Praying in the abandoned junkyards
emptiness has it's charm

Centuries of anchoring
people who prefer to be adrift
On a path somewhere 
that promises freedom

balance and neglect

 I see everything tipped on one angle
swinging one way
Is there no opposing force
No reistance

Pulling her arm down
The tray empty
Her blindfold loosens
The sword cuts

The horizontal length
Is not straight or even
In this void of order
Roots of mal intent take

Not the sun nor prayer can kill
Just balance
just order
just the straight lines of civilization