There’s a plague spilling over the land
Wilting everything in its path
Run away from the death
Shiver and scream to the edge
Leaping off into the nightmares below
No solace found in the dark chasm
Fires roar and spit out demons
Chaos ruling the world
Feeding on the fears
Naming those who disappeared
In a vain attempt to wipe out
The ones who seek to control
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
South
The harbour reflects the grey sky
Dark clouds are moving in closer
Trickling raindrops down the glass
A ferry leaves for the mainland
The wild forests and tranquil lakes
Land is glimpsed from across the bay
Beckoning me over the waters
Hidden coves where dolphins play
Moving through the waves
The ferry takes me there
A few miles into the heartland
Taking a dusty road from the pier
Tangled vines on the hillsides
Mist hanging over the valley
Climb up higher to see the view
Echoes of peace ringing out everywhere
Dark clouds are moving in closer
Trickling raindrops down the glass
A ferry leaves for the mainland
The wild forests and tranquil lakes
Land is glimpsed from across the bay
Beckoning me over the waters
Hidden coves where dolphins play
Moving through the waves
The ferry takes me there
A few miles into the heartland
Taking a dusty road from the pier
Tangled vines on the hillsides
Mist hanging over the valley
Climb up higher to see the view
Echoes of peace ringing out everywhere
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Victory
A war of words
Through time and space
Break the continuum
And keep up the pace
Many battles not won
With rules to instigate
Break the monotony
And open the floodgate
Pouring out into the river
Endless rhymes and riddles
Catch up with the flow
Through time and space
Break the continuum
And keep up the pace
Many battles not won
With rules to instigate
Break the monotony
And open the floodgate
Pouring out into the river
Endless rhymes and riddles
Catch up with the flow
Monday, October 11, 2010
Flight of the Eagle
The eagle flies on its sole journey
Looking down on barren fields
Empty rivers and toxic seas
The last bird on its final flight
Finding a branch of a dying tree to perch on
He looks out over the deserted land
The bones left as reminders
Of a battle no one could fight
There was no freedom found
No abundance to share
Only emptiness in these lands
The eagle rises and soars into the night
Looking down on barren fields
Empty rivers and toxic seas
The last bird on its final flight
Finding a branch of a dying tree to perch on
He looks out over the deserted land
The bones left as reminders
Of a battle no one could fight
There was no freedom found
No abundance to share
Only emptiness in these lands
The eagle rises and soars into the night
Friday, October 8, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Choose
I step out of the alleyway
To face the world outside
Calling out to a passer-by
Please can you spare some change?
I need a brand new skin
I need to fill this empty hole
I need new shoes to walk in
I sure could use some change
Some way to get out of this rut
Stuck in a cycle of repression
Finding every doorway shut
What is it you want to change?
To face the world outside
Calling out to a passer-by
Please can you spare some change?
I need a brand new skin
I need to fill this empty hole
I need new shoes to walk in
I sure could use some change
Some way to get out of this rut
Stuck in a cycle of repression
Finding every doorway shut
What is it you want to change?
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Tune in
Does it turn you sour
Take it or leave it
Ignore the warning signs
Choose to receive it
An artificial vision
A sickness in the air
Feeding poisoned minds
The ones who don’t care
We’re over the peak
Tumbling down the other side
Find another way down
It will be a bumpy ride
Take it or leave it
Ignore the warning signs
Choose to receive it
An artificial vision
A sickness in the air
Feeding poisoned minds
The ones who don’t care
We’re over the peak
Tumbling down the other side
Find another way down
It will be a bumpy ride
Monday, October 4, 2010
Freedom
Fading out in the stillness
A faint cry to the believers
Desperate and deserted
The broken-hearted achievers
Time to be set free
Turned loose on the streets
This is a dangerous game
Played out with no repeats
A faint cry to the believers
Desperate and deserted
The broken-hearted achievers
Time to be set free
Turned loose on the streets
This is a dangerous game
Played out with no repeats
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Alive
The hunger is too much
Eat this piece
Just a little morsel
Tear it off
A strange taste
But fulfilling
Not sure who it was
Their time was up
And now they feed
These hungry souls
Eat this piece
Just a little morsel
Tear it off
A strange taste
But fulfilling
Not sure who it was
Their time was up
And now they feed
These hungry souls
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