Like a duck
On a pond
I have heard
The winds song
Time to go
It is saying
This isn’t home
Home is there
Way out there
Beyond your imagination
Here is where
Home let you
Be before you
Eventually get there
ControlledBurn
Sometimes in life
I set fire
To those things
Close to me
Not to watch
Them burn but
Rather to see
Which are strongest
This includes friends
Two nights ago
I ignited a
Firestorm call it
A controlled burn
Which laid waste
To almost everyone
In my path
For one reason
To give light
To new friends
And reduce others
To simple ash
Promoting new growth
MyTime
In the silence
Of my making
I have found
My own thoughts
That comfort me
All is quiet
Except for breath
And my heart
And my memories
Making me smile
BattleCry (actually I wanted to title this “fuck you, those oppressors” but I thought that was in bad taste)
Please remember this
The haughtiest those
That declare that
They are beyond
Reproach and need
Your voice are
By far weakest
They need you
You don’t need
Them be strong
Be true know
Your self only
Ever chase that
Never pander never
Settle and never
Give in because
There’s something grander
Than you waiting
For you there
Mirror (for Egon)
I think that
Everything seen in
A mirror dislikes
It’s own reflection
But when one
Sees two things
Not being one
Of those one
Sees far more
Of that one
Than that one
Will ever ever
See of itself
