Discordant noise echoes in my mind
Dreams bitter, unfulfilled, not sent
Lying there, still waiting to be defined...
Memory awakens, as Life unfolds it’s stage
In contemplative silence, I try to find anything
Anything else left from dream time, to fill in the gaps in my mind.
Yes, I can hear echoes of the past
Dreams bitter and unfulfilled, unsent and rising unbidden
With still, mysterious presents waiting, unresolved.
Thus, I am awakened to a forgiving present
Conscience offering a free unwrap
As the other life unfolds before me.
As evening brings its usual end
I wonder what tomorrow will bring
Better to question reality, than accept it as finished.
Confused, I turn to my muse, needing guidance
“I cannot understand it either, my friend
Look around, you've missed it already.”
I laughed when I drank five pints, knowing that life is truly insane…
My Muse then dared to open my memory chest
Scattering its contents, on the grass like rain
Seeing as fifteen men rode a dead horse
While three stood by and laughed in vain
With I, trying to remember my true name.
All bets are off… I said
Dreams no longer secret.
Now for the world to see… ‘Appear’
And all gasp in shock.
Five men hanged, feeding the rising Sun
While the Moon sang songs in it’s reflecting fire
Showing the truth…
Revealing even to dim eyes… All men as habitual liars.
Know there is no treasure waiting for best intentions
Leave those songs to be sung at home.
So, let the dead rest in peace
And let our brothers be free to roam.
Now, by God, let us sing songs of true righteousness
For this night God willing, we do become free.
Yet, as the morning rises, we are slaves again
Duty calls, the tease continues…
Still believing that freedom, is just around the bend.
We, singing long of loves, loves that may never be.
While our homes burn, and we are gone
Leaving false realities, for our children to see.
I didn't smoke enough last night
I keep seeing you all hanging there…
Thinking I was following the law.
But now you five men, I still see your stare forever.
Who passed the law that sealed your fate?
No one here stands tall to blame
Just more reason to fill empty brandy cups
And drown collective guilt in games.
After all, by what fair criteria do we judge
In remembering past judgments...
Looking at our parents' lives
From within the memories of loved ones.
What they fought for… And what they ultimately lost...
Such wrong decisions were made
Adding to the toll, believing life was fair
As so, I see true, my conscience bare.
Ah, but yet you were right, my Muse
Consider this as well…
Showing at least some wisdom learned.
The decisions they made in their time
Were within their reality, not ours as it is now...
Forgetting how fickle, how broken the rhyme of life runs
Showing that no matter how just a resolution
There is always more to come.
Looking back at their failures, as if my own, I pause
Bringing up memories that cannot return the same…
Folding us aback, listening...
While answers remain, in twinkling Stars.