Pyramid

A jumbled signal
Tries to get through
From the dark recesses
Of a crumbled ruin
It tries to bring me back
To imprison me
In its phantom walls
But I have been gone for a millenium
And I shall not return
To ancient fears
And antiquated anxieties
I move forward under the sun
Sealing the cracks in my resolve

Control of the marked

Branded by your schoolyard fire
A long time ago
I walk through war-torn ruins of the past
And I never want to go back
I see you now
Today's Generals
Molding young impressionados
But who molds the molder?
Don't you look over your shoulder
To see your demons chasing you
They'e in the things you can't control
The wild ones, the dreamers, the misfits
But the ones who scare you most
Are the ones to elusive to label
BNecause a master cannot claim mastery
Over a dog he cannot call

Shadows and Light

Flames upon dirty water
Illumination
Of dark city streets
My mind aches from
Rumination
The harsh thoughts I meet
Now don’t that beat all
A black cat just crossed my path
I pay no mind to superstition
I pay no mind to negativity
As I pass through my front door
Sweet serenity

No Perfection

All my gains are losses
All my losses are gains
I am game
But I can’t explain
Why it never really happens

Nothing worth repeating
Nothing is completing
Here I am now
Same as a year ago
Am I still self-defeating

Lines are never straight
Colours are never pure
Perfection never stays
Instead it acts as a lure
And I am neither bad nor good
I am only here

Without God

I feel that there is no God
I can feel it in my heart
I can see it with my worldly eyes
That it was a false dream from the start

I’m alone and I know it
I am the master of my destiny
But sometimes when I dream at night
I can feel my soul and divinity

But I wake and realize
I am mistaken
If there ever was a God
We have been forsaken

I sometimes wonder what it’s like
To live in deep poverty
Knowing that there is no hope
Would I blame God or society?

Still I know that there must be
Something for which I would live
To fight for my survival
I would hope to give all I could give

And maybe one day I would find
My worldly eyes were in fact blind
To see that the divine soul dismissed in this rhyme
Had been there the whole time

Early Warnings and Long Regrets

Stone walls and muted cries
Never tell you how and why
To this day I still try
As I stand terrified

Open wounds and closed mouths
Promise only pain and doubt
Yet the tale is told somehow
In the scars of here and now

Crossed hearts and crossed swords
Cannot defend a loss for words
You can only count what you've learned
And feed the pretensions to the birds

Early warnings and long regrets
Is it true the future's set?
All the thoughts it begets
Face illusion the true upset

Traveller

Travelling a day at a time
Around the Sun
I can never go home
Can never return
Like a starship locked on course
Forward I go
Toward the frontiers of possibility
Is there a pattern
To the chaotic array of stars and gasses
Or the daily events in my life?
I long to be the captain
Not the hapless passenger
Nor the spectator to celestial dramas
But my instruments are faulty
And I can never know
Where I am going
Not until the end

World of Glass

Inherent in a world of glass
Are shards that cut
And wounds that bleed fast
This globe grinds around its axis
Painful hours constitute baneful days
There is a movement amongst the young
Who look to the frontiers of the sky
"The celestial lights must hold some answers
To our terrible plight"
And some who have seen many years
Look within for the answer
"There is a thing, that which is iward
That cannot be cut as flesh is cut.
Journey to the furthest reaches of space
You will not escape your mortality
The outer layer crumbles
Just as glass shatters"

Life Span

You never know,
Little embryo
Where your life will go

You are wild
Little child
All you can do is smile

You see the gleam
Pre-teen
But how long can you dream?

There is no plan
Young man
Welcome to your life span

Trainspotting

Stepping on the tracks like stepping stones
I feel safe because I'm not alone
Yet there is strong anticipation this night
As we await the arrival of the lights

There is evidence of time in each detail
There is historical character in these rails
They have been here for many years
On the edge of town amoung the fields

The darkness steals only the colours of day
Twilight blue and starlight remain
There is strong anticipation this night
Fulfilled with the arrival of the lights

In the Land of Beats and Pigtails

By the snap of a rubber band
He found himself in a world
He could not understand
Full of strange Beat music
And rainbowy goo
It was beginning to make sense
Until he lost his left shoe

Round and round
The pigtails danced
Heartbroken and dazed
He fell into a trance

He blinked his eyes and they were gone
Thought he, that dance must have been a dream
But then he heard the Beat and the Pigtails laugh
His fears rose and he let out a scream

He knew now there was no escape
No one to save him now
The pigtails beckoned to him
The beat rising to a row

He was ready to surrender
He was ready to die
He tried to speak
But all he could do was cry

Then by some miracle
The beat began to fade
The pigtails now stood still
Then became statues of jade

Green clouds covered the purple sun
All the world was dead
He decided to run
The earth turned to jelly under his feet
He was engulfed in it, all sticky and sweet
Once it had covered him all the way
He found himself home
Hopefully to stay

Twisted Turn of Years

Silver-barretted hair
Lilac and lilies
Dance to the sound in your head
The breeze flows through the glass
Fluffy cloud blue sky
Little princess is dressed in red

Cigarette smoking
Staring to the sky
Fade into the coloured swirl
Twisted turn of years
Summer's end
What happened to the little girl

On the Fringe

Wandering around in this maze
My head is spinning in a cultural daze
All alone and I don't belong
This feeling's amplified in this place
Sophistications is ostracizing me
Especially when I want to be

Where have I been that I don't recognize
All that I see before my eyes
Coffee shop patron pushing the new ideas
Eliminating the old criteria
Of being on the fringe