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Chris Lucansky Poem
you can try
keep on trying
none of your gastopo
is gonna intimidate me
because i can see right through you
youre afraid, afraid of what i will do
and have planned for you
and all who appose the rejects such as i
that look of intimidation
screams fear
ssays slowly
i submit
because you are too stupid to see
that what you have against me
wont bring me down
and in your trials i only grow stronger
i might not seem the part
but my tattered wings blot out the sun
and you have no idea
of the war you have begun long ago
i will not lay down and die
but i will sacrafice and die with my sword
knowing in peace you are gone
long before i sleep beneith the earth
so you may try
right or wrong
i will know
no defeat
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Chris Lucansky Poem
It’s not too late for me to turn back
And run the other direction
Like hell on wheels
I’ll still be swerving from side to side
A great fire that has been burning within me
I cannot resist the urge to spread my ways
I am almost like a disease
Laying waste to those who deny what they cannot see
I, like a phantom, am
Weaving in and out of the darkness
Only to find still
I am alone
The shadow lands have been my home
For so long I cannot bear to remember the start
The darkness has been consuming me
For so long it has taken all but my heart
Within that fire where that is burning
I dare anyone to extinguish the blaze
You will fall, trance, in a haze
And fail like all those before you
It’s not that I cannot be beaten
I just cannot be broken
I cannot be disemboweled
By the hands of ignorance and the breed of hate
I won’t call myself a survivor
Because I have died many before
I won’t call myself a martyr
Because…I have died for nothing
…but isn’t that a calling in itself?
I know I have been placed on this rock for a reason
Whether it be called revolution or treason
I will do what I must
And use the fire from within to fuel the passions in my heart and soul
My mission is unknown to me
But I know it is important
My knowledge isn’t in vein
But why do I know what I do
And not know what to do with it
…that is a curse all in its own
So should I be the one to stray from the beaten path
Tha thas consumed so so many before me
And create, break through the norm?
Because so many would fight to keep the same, than to evolve…
So here I stand at my crossroads
Standing in the unknown
Facing the unknown
To venture into the unknown
But I know in the depths of my soul,
That fire, burning passion will unlock the locked doors
Bring light to the utter absence of light in the void of the unknown
Because deep inside…we are all a little unknown to your own self
Use it
And break away
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Chris Lucansky Poem
fall into a trance
and realize all that is withheld
absorb it and live
because knowledge is a substance i can't live without
listen to your heart
and understand what your soul cries
because we are all born deaf
and we need to learn how to hear what is all around us
emotion runs rampid
and no matter of focus can see them true
but you truly must feel pain and sorrow
to know happiness and love
music in me
opens my eyes, heart and mind
my everything
its the only thing that keeps me whole
music is me
it helps me understand and live
in everything around me
because the more is less and all is nothing
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Chris Lucansky Poem
(8-30-2011)
somtimes i cringe
beacuse i forgot how to smile
somtimes i walk by
because running away is just too easy
somtimes i turn up my music
because the world has nothing good to say
somtimes i see an ant on the ground
and crush them all because life is monotinous and stagnant
somtimes i hide
because i dont know how or where i stand
somtimes i close my eyes
because the blue sky has turned a sickening grey
somtimes i think
..of nothing at all
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Chris Lucansky Poem
ive been here before
...i cant remember the name
the faces and times and places
in which i do now reside
but once before i know
...i have been here long ago
when time was new and the old
seemed light years away
not one finger can put place
but the name is on the tip of my tounge
who are all of you? who was i among?
was it you...or me....
slowly coming to mind
is a fire
destroying all the past
and soon the future with it
screams of the misinderstood
echo in my mind to the day
day after day i hear my name
behind my sholder but nobody is there...
soon silence fell
along with the ashes of what was
and eventually what became to be
...me
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...that once long ago
seemed so fresh in the mind
all the details shined
like the gleam of the very blaze
i know why i dont know
because i dont want to
the sun shined so bright
...on the day it rained the hardest
and no matter of pleading
could bring back the sun
...it was lost forever
coming back to what i used to know
wishing what i couldve done
but nothing could i change
and the sun never rose again...
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