The Good the Bad and the Ugly

Prologue: It takes a heart free of hate to let go of a false ownership to step beyond your fears provide strangers a helping hand It should be a pre-requirement of possessing our largest organ that which clothes a person’s frame everyone should earn their coat of skin defines them as humans than we could easily separate and remove the demons roam Earth disguised as people they sat paralyzed as various notes brushed lightly against their senses eventually accompanied by bare traces of rain stroked their faces with naked fingers occupied their emptiness with the welcomed whispers of music spread their lips leaving a lucent mark of bliss on the bones of their cheeks the melody drew them into an imaginary reality safe from the ugliness of their truth “another day of hell on Earth” (a hell willingly supplied by hollow frames reciting words from their Fiery Red God while hiding behind a faith they never understood) temporarily frozen against the symmetry of an angels canvas they would breath the unabridged artistry for a brief but satisfying moment the musicians for the time being where their Gods and they relished in the quenching fruits filled their empty dreams the simple beauty of song was undeniable Epilogue: It takes a heart free of hate to let go of a false ownership to step beyond your fears provide strangers a helping hand It should be a pre-requirement of possessing our largest organ that which clothes a person’s frame everyone should earn their coat of skin defines them as humans than we could easily separate and remove the demons roam Earth disguised as people