Fallen Mind Tripping Over Weakened Heels
With one look
She becomes more
Than who I need
Becoming who I want
Daring me to aim
For someone greater
Than simply who I need
To choose living
Over surviving
To choose thriving
Over compromising
To reach new heights of potential
Made possible by us
To aim for both gift and given
As we build something
Far greater together
Than either of us could apart
Friday, July 13, 2018
Tuesday, July 10, 2018
Ariel: A Browncoat Ballad
Ariel: A Browncoat Ballad
Feeding pigeons sounds better
Than eating food that smells like crotch
But the Core ain't no place for coats
Of a brownish color
Nor is it the place to be
For a gorram freak
That prefers that others wear a shirt
Of a reddish color
Sometimes the best way
To find work
Is to go lookin'
Close to home
Meds are quite the lucrative business
Stealing from the rich
Selling to the poor
A payment worth the risk
A mechanic and pilot
Unknowingly volunteer for the wrong side of the Core
Wrong, but true
A sample of the filth the Alliance is built upon
Gunners ain't doctors
And junk don't fly
But they might just do
In a pinch made blue
A brother's dream
To end his sister's nightmares
Must be confronted
In deep sleep
While in slumber
A nightmare wakes
Born of betrayal
Fueled by fury
With lights and sounds
Flowing through his sister
A brother's heart breaks
To find her brain was ravaged
And now his sister
Feels everything
She can't not
She can't not feel the hands of blue
Those hands of blue
Tightening their grip
From across the universe
Forever haunting
The feds have their ducks in a row
But Browncoats keep fightin'
Never really expectin' things
To go according to the gorram plan
Blue hands make
Purple bellies red
Piercing screams
Intensifying waking nightmares
Let the warning be clear
You turn on the crew
You turn on the captain
Which could leave you flash frozen and particularly skinny
With knowledge, a doctor can heal her
With his heart, a brother can save her
No more sleeping Meimei
It's time to wake up
Feeding pigeons sounds better
Than eating food that smells like crotch
But the Core ain't no place for coats
Of a brownish color
Nor is it the place to be
For a gorram freak
That prefers that others wear a shirt
Of a reddish color
Sometimes the best way
To find work
Is to go lookin'
Close to home
Meds are quite the lucrative business
Stealing from the rich
Selling to the poor
A payment worth the risk
A mechanic and pilot
Unknowingly volunteer for the wrong side of the Core
Wrong, but true
A sample of the filth the Alliance is built upon
Gunners ain't doctors
And junk don't fly
But they might just do
In a pinch made blue
A brother's dream
To end his sister's nightmares
Must be confronted
In deep sleep
While in slumber
A nightmare wakes
Born of betrayal
Fueled by fury
With lights and sounds
Flowing through his sister
A brother's heart breaks
To find her brain was ravaged
And now his sister
Feels everything
She can't not
She can't not feel the hands of blue
Those hands of blue
Tightening their grip
From across the universe
Forever haunting
The feds have their ducks in a row
But Browncoats keep fightin'
Never really expectin' things
To go according to the gorram plan
Blue hands make
Purple bellies red
Piercing screams
Intensifying waking nightmares
Let the warning be clear
You turn on the crew
You turn on the captain
Which could leave you flash frozen and particularly skinny
With knowledge, a doctor can heal her
With his heart, a brother can save her
No more sleeping Meimei
It's time to wake up
Summer Soul Searching Part 3: The Return of Mr. Bray
Summer Soul Searching Part 3: The Return of Mr. Bray
In brightest day, I teach
In blackest night, I teach
No struggle in my classroom
Shall escape my sight
Despite the evil might
That may try and stop me
Beware my power
A rediscovered light
A light born of hope
Fueled by will
And forever driven by those
Who matter most
They know who they are
My kiddos
In brightest day, I teach
In blackest night, I teach
No struggle in my classroom
Shall escape my sight
Despite the evil might
That may try and stop me
Beware my power
A rediscovered light
A light born of hope
Fueled by will
And forever driven by those
Who matter most
They know who they are
My kiddos
Summer Soul Searching Part 2: Instead
Summer Soul Searching Part 2: Instead
Instead I crashed
Through the surface
Of my fragile plate
Tumbling downward
Further and further
Faster and faster
Tumbling turning to tormented freefalling
At the very bottom of my fall
A fire ignited
And its green flow lit the way
Back to who've
I've always been proudest to be
Instead I crashed
Through the surface
Of my fragile plate
Tumbling downward
Further and further
Faster and faster
Tumbling turning to tormented freefalling
At the very bottom of my fall
A fire ignited
And its green flow lit the way
Back to who've
I've always been proudest to be
Justice At Cost
Justice At Cost
The frustrations of the righteous
Made worse by the sociopathic nature of the wicked
One's ability to care made into a weapon
That cuts deeper than any knife
Held in the madman's hands
Agents of entropy accelerated
Cannot lose
Not when their only purpose
Is to sow seeds of doubt
To the victor go the spoils
A rotted world
Wherein the innocent try to live
Among the ruins left in the wake
Of the never-ending battle
The heroes rise up and fight
For those that do not possess
The hope necessary to battle inevitability
There will always be a need for heroes
This need comes at a terrible cost
A bill to be paid by neither hero nor villain
A bill to be paid
In loss of self
Heroes are lifted up
Blocking from our eyes
The truth
We could be those heroes if we had the courage to hope
The frustrations of the righteous
Made worse by the sociopathic nature of the wicked
One's ability to care made into a weapon
That cuts deeper than any knife
Held in the madman's hands
Agents of entropy accelerated
Cannot lose
Not when their only purpose
Is to sow seeds of doubt
To the victor go the spoils
A rotted world
Wherein the innocent try to live
Among the ruins left in the wake
Of the never-ending battle
The heroes rise up and fight
For those that do not possess
The hope necessary to battle inevitability
There will always be a need for heroes
This need comes at a terrible cost
A bill to be paid by neither hero nor villain
A bill to be paid
In loss of self
Heroes are lifted up
Blocking from our eyes
The truth
We could be those heroes if we had the courage to hope
In a World of Touch Screens and Texting I Still Write
In a World of Touch Screens and Texting I Still Write
I know the sense
Behind back ups
And back ups
For the back ups
I've experienced the convenience
Of touch screen technology
Communication
At my fingertips
In spite of this
My words flow; they do not drag
From mind to pen
Pen to paper
I know the sense
Behind back ups
And back ups
For the back ups
I've experienced the convenience
Of touch screen technology
Communication
At my fingertips
In spite of this
My words flow; they do not drag
From mind to pen
Pen to paper
The List Grows Longer
The List Grows Longer
One
One more
One more switch of the light
One more raising of the pen
One more page to fill
One more thought that slaughters the sheep
One more waking nightmare
One more reason to write
One more thing I can't say
One more confession made in penance
For everything on my list
One
One more
One more switch of the light
One more raising of the pen
One more page to fill
One more thought that slaughters the sheep
One more waking nightmare
One more reason to write
One more thing I can't say
One more confession made in penance
For everything on my list
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