I was so terrified of the green, slimy seaweed that seemed to grab my ankles on the sandy coves of my youth. Foolishly, I thought they would become cognizant and pull me down below into the murky blue depths. I would jump and flee, but they would follow me and sink into the indents my feet made on the wet sand.
But maybe the seaweed was trying to tell me something. To show me the world it so cherished and nurtured before
Now, I'm afraid of what man-made detritus might pull me in.
Like a river flowing
Like a mind bestowing
The current came, and sweapt
Just like the dreams I'd dreamt
I lost touch with the light
Forgot how to fight the fight
Was forced to run far from home
The creature who was best left alone
Time rolled on in courageous waves
I had stopped counting all those days
Without a worry, without a word
The demons deep within me swerved
I lost control of my control
Forgot the promises I once told
There was no room to measure
I'd gotten swept under the pleasure
Choices came, and choices left
I lost the things my heart once kept
When the tides rose, I fell too deep
From every height, I'd learned to leap
Now I keep my hands well tied
For reasons I try to abide
From there to here, I left behind
The troubles of my worried mind
Now I sit, with arms wide open
Moving beyond the choices I had chosen
The future has never looked more bright
So I count the stars, cause I'm alright
Just one plea of stern advice,
Leave your worries to the wise
Seek further then your own thought
Cause there is more than what you've got
There are mountains,
Deep seas, dried fountains
The steps across the ocean floor
And every day another door
That closes while a window opens
To release three birds. It makes no sense
To traverse the woods of fallen trees
Or to try to break the gentle leash
That ties us to this barren earth
So drown your sorrows in chemical mirth
Or polish your little shoes with some of the acidity
That falls. And wear what's threadbare specifically
Release identity, forget the names of enemies
Settling and moving, making songs and cages
To imprison and to release the birds into the sun that rages
Under a yellow shroud, through quivered halo of undying heat
This is the place where the unspoken dreams and nightmares finally meet
The city prisons shake.
The sidewalks crack
As the rocky layers of earth beneath shift.
What has been for years is destroyed crack by crack and plate by plate.
The dusk is melting away, making room for a new Dawn.
No mortal can hold it back.
and they know it
It's in the air
People breathe it in
The words of the people tremble-
their march becomes bloody
Yet their voices rise still
Chanting the words
justice and peace.
Using their words as weapons-
For it is the trembling words that cause
the shaking of the earth.
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There are those who don’t know what to do with old age
They become frightened when their body respond with aching bones
Those are the ones that only want to stay young in soul and memories
Tasting their own mortality,
They run away to their long lost dreams
Hoping that it acts as a fountain of youth, returning to their true passion that escaped
Means to Destruction
Love is the means to the end and the beginning of a story.
Maybe the story is a mystery or maybe it is a tragedy.
The end of the story may end on a high note
Or their world will come crashing down around you.
Love is strained and hurtful
Love is daring and fruitful
Love is putty in the hands who can wield it