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A Rocking Chair and a Knights Blade

A Rocking Chair & A Knights Blade

An elderly man in a rocking chair.
He sees a bird flying through the air. 
He hears a boom and turns his head.
He sees the bird lying bloody and dead. 
He laughs and then turns his head back. 
His eyes close fading to black.

The man sitting. 
Through his thoughts he is sifting.
Looking for any faint piece of imagination. 
He settles on a medieval nation.
An intrepid knight with his blade at his station.

A strong & loyal sentry.
Like all of his ancestry.
Guarding this cobble path.
Protecting it from the enemies flaming wrath.
A suspicious man walks to the post.
The knight asks him for a note.
The man holds no rite of passage or paper.
The knight did implore more and more
The man shouts i’m going for her 
The knight grips his blade and exclaims 
You cannot pass on this here path 
If you continue you will feel my blade’s wrath 

The man takes two steps

The knight draws his blade

The wind blows with blood and regret

But the knight doesn't know it

He stabs the man and leaves him to bloodlet
The knight turns around a sees a woman with child weeping, a mother
He killed a father
He mutters I can’t go any farther

The elderly man snaps out of is nap 
A cat scurries off his lap  
He begins to shed a tear
A nurse concerned walks near
The elderly man says nothing

Just reminiscing 
Of a better time 
Another tear falls down his eye 
Running his tie

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The Consumers Mental Slavery

The blood is dripping 
Greed creeping
The towers tipping
The powerful sipping the sweet tea
Made from the blood and sweat of poverty
Exploitation
Rules the nation
Propaganda at every station
Look and see
There is no more you or me  
Just gears in the machine of society
Don’t lie to me 
You let them lie to me and you
And we buy everything they say it’s true
You think you have choice but don’t
You could break free but you won’t 
The purchase 
You chase
Saw it on the screen
Used to hypnotize and lean
Inching towards the item 
But you don’t seem them
Pulling your cognitive strings
As the advertiser sings
Priceyness 
It is not happiness
You can’t find joy in a material kit
But you eat it up you take a hit 
The fire that you thought would stay lit
Unknowingly you killed it
They pull you into the pit 
Down
Down
Down 
You landed in this town
Looks just like what the silver screens portray 
Turn your head and see the decay
They lied 
You lied
We tried
The rules which we chose not to abide 
Many died
You may wonder this pit
And think of all of the 
But they threw the line and you bit 
They have by the jaw 
Break free
Break the law
Join our revolution 
It’s the only solution
To stop this sick dilution 
Of the good things in the lands
Fighting across the seas and the sands
Raising groups and bands 
Of the few still with worthy hands
For the good everyone stands but few go and do
Unlike me and you
Who went far out
Winning every bout 
Go shout and yell
They oppose give them hell
Kill at the ring of the bell
Ding 
Ding 
Ding
You hear us as everyone begins to sing
Snapping your last mental string
Now you can’t comprehend anything
Bilindy enslaved
With your mind you paid 
Your now a gear in my murder machine
I lied to you
You thought what I said was true
Hypnotized and leaned you were
From my goal you will never deter  
Yes sir
You will say
In every conceivable way 
Propaganda I give you
And you think it’s true
Always doing what I tell you to do
Now the blood is dripping
Bodies tipping
And i'm sipping
The tea of the power hungry
Made from the blood of poverty
And the flesh of every dead body
You broke the line thought you were free
I told you to come with me
Came over to my line and bit
Like and Idiot 
You bought it
You thought you were free
But know you are still a slave
Obey me and you will behave
I have your brain with the others in my cave
Still you are a slave.

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-nighthawk:

The nighthawk that's afraid of the dark
Stays up to protect his heart 
With a mind wired by the creative 
That won’t cease until he finishes his piece 
He draws to put himself at ease 
To give himself peace 

Every night well past twelve 
Putting his head through hell 
Before he rests it on his pillow 
Which he clutches as he is hopeless and hollow

The painting of agony is what brought him peace and calm
The same painting that brought his peace near
Was the catalyst to his nightmare 
Through the night tantalized by fear 
Vexing and nagging his ear 
The dark’s cold leer 
Haunts him still 

Till he wakes 
In his ashes
And asks

Why

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Wretched Fields of Sleep

As night falls
Fear begins it’s ghastly calls
Demons come out with bloody claws
On my brain evil relentless gnaws
The mountain of darkness is steep
I climb it longing for sleep
I desperately fight 
Trying to reach the light
Tumbling through my black plight
With every hour
Darkness will devour
At the summit I reap
The withered fields of sleep

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:half:

The other half of me 
Explains what others see
But only few know that half 

That I choke and bleed between every laugh 
That there's a king behind the gaffe  
That there’s pain in every paragraph 

And those who know 
Don't know where I'll go 

But at least they will be at my gravestone

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Stay Strong Brothers

Don't let pride
Guide your stride
Instead take a ride
On the straight and narrow 
And let righteousness be your row
Down the river we know as life
Speak with peace not strife
Speak with a feather not a knife
Speak with grace not spite   
Speak to reason and not to fight
Lead not to dominate and feed
Lead to sow a fruitful seed
Love not for lust for your heart will rust
Love because it's just
Lay your anchors so you don't wither
Lay your anchors so you don't dither
Live to cure and create
Live to edify and elevate
Live not to harm and hate
Give not for your greed
Give for your brothers' need
Don’t let the wicked vex you with malice
Don’t let the wicked lure you into their twisted palace
Don’t let the wicked make you drink from their bloodstained chalice 
Sit atop a high ground not for vanity 
Sit atop a high ground so you can watch and guard every sea
Know that fantasy juxtaposes reality 
Know that the steadfast will strengthen and last
Know that the famous are often vacuous
Know that blight follows those who slither in the night
A dove glides with love
A raven plummets with sin
Go and reach out of your arm’s range
Go and instill a positive change
Love your mothers
Listen to your fathers
Stay strong brothers

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Just Sorrow

There is no mirror 
Can't reflect, only regret
There is just sorrow

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Revolution's Contusion

For revolution will scream and call
Guns and blades for all
Watch the power fall
The people stand tall
Dancing at destruction’s grand ball
Order and balance a thing of the past
Now we're all in last
Sailing towards hope with a broken mast
Our skewed course 
Speeds up with every corpse
Disorder and Destruction
Arrive each on death’s black horse
With blood and tears 
Dried up over years
The soil and sands become coarse
A reminder of past revolutions
And failed solutions 
Of propaganda and blind delusions 
Lies bleed from every contusion 
Order is gone it’s not that hard to see
The consequences of anarchy 
Looting and shooting
Rolling through the streets, it’s the undertaker’s cart
When did start
Revolution often sour and bitter never sweet nor tart
Normal life as we know it has come to end
In desperate times our lives we send
Hoping they can sew and mend 
Sadly we rode death’s trend
Your mind they started to twist and bend
Now your life has come to and end
Everything you did in vain
Nothing was worth the pain
The lied and stole your brain
But you decided to ride
Blindly along with their stride
Their corrupted laws you chose to abide 
Your lack of precision
Led to your fateful decision
Killed at the hope of a promising vision
That delivered nothing
You hear fate’s bell ring 
The songs of lies, manipulated, the cheated, and wasted life you ever sing

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'-Hammock-'

Suspended by some nylon strapped to a tree
With just the sky and me 
Peacefully lonely 
An escape from responsibility and society 
Where I can breath
With my thoughts 
And the air
Chilling away every care
The stars are bars 
Laid across the sky to keep me in my prison 
Of peace 
Till I wake 
To the morning sky
My peace will fly 
Back into its cage 
For the day 
Where it will stay 
Until the sky goes gray at the end of the day 
I go to work and dirty my hands
I dirty my feet across the lands
I then retreat to my nylon 
Knowing that my sweat is gone and work is done
And my peace will fly 
Back into the sky
Painting pictures for me
As I smile with glee
And exhaustingly breath
To my pillow I cleave 
Till the the morning 
When the birds sing
For another day
Where I work my best
Then lay down and rest
I say 
With much love
Thank you  
Dove

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Consequence of Desire

A slave to sugar 
Hypnotized by your desire 
Drawn to black fire