Just a Man

Just a man

Just a song

Just a verse

Listen well, cause you won't hear it again

Decay surrounding the dreams of the future

Then fulfilled

Presently unwrapped

Unraveled like a hand knit sweater, so warm

Perceived

Performed

Paraded

Haughty eyes grasping for more than a lion could devour

A string of lies which boil over cauldron cold

Worn out

Despised

Forgotten

Now in a darkened corner of an unknown basement

No light of life or warmth of words

Just frayed fibers of longing

To love

To leave

To lose

Without a vision...

     People are dying!

Go ahead and wear your life on your sleeve

Already those knitting hands are crippled by arthritic holes which show forth the gauntness beneath

Can a hole in a soul be patched by mere man?

And if so, how long to last the redemption of self glory?

You dream

You fly

You die

The Captivated Mind

False fetters of a captivated mind

Feathers plucked and meat in grind

Greatness strived for, pittance gained

Thy failed achievement is life disdained

Breaking, crushing, severing nerve

In tow, the life of you who serve

Yet hope isn't lost, light shines nearer still

Not by thy shattered dreams, but by God's Holy will

Abandon the path and traipse out in the dark

For to shelter your soul neath the wings of a lark

Though glory is lost, take comfort in this

Your life has been plucked from eternal abyss

And safe in the fortress of death to thyself

A new life emerges with riches in delfts

A servant you are and a servant you'll be

But a servant submitted is a branch on the Tree