MMXI - 2011/12/29

If you were to ask I would say in 2011
True Samaritans finally reached heaven
Leaving behind sheep without a shepard
Who found that no rapture had occurred
Even the luck of Tebow could not match
The reality that his team cannot catch
For the miracles of magic tumbled fast
Before false prophets that cannot last

Now in the background as a battle ended
Troops amassed for another how splendid
Obama managed to clip the citizen cleric
Who threatened our grasp on oil derricks
Politicians ruled and plugged their ears
Conquering Earth by preying on its fears
Together all fought to revoke the rights
For which ancestors died on harsh nights

Many dictators tumbled like old dominoes
Replaced by protégés nobody really chose
As many institutions of the first world
Sought to ignore a new reality unfurled
Central banks ramped up printing presses
Parading the debtors as PIIGS in dresses
Politicians manufactured numbers outright
Lying to our face and crying out of sight

This year estates shunned responsibility
To preserve their power against futility
Holding debates devoid of real reasoning
Ignorance heralded is a rancid seasoning
Mouths were moving but brains were still
Evidently denying all of reality at will
People voting was the subject of chatter
Unconcerned that this no longer mattered

Next year the Mayans claimed destruction
Yet this is only our lie in reproduction
Hope for the future comes with dire cost
Only if you account for all we have lost
Heavy hearts and clasped hands in prayer
Are rituals that shall not stop a slayer
So what do I cling to that might outlast
The vision that soon this too shall pass


My Poet, My Love - 2011/12/16

I kept it close to the chest
Afraid to relinquish it outright
To those that engaged in tactics
That in no way could be right

She spun tales on the television
A lovely woman by my description
For she sought to reveal lost art
To fellows blinded by inscription

Each and every word is a transfer
Of emotion I decided not to share
Strangely it makes no difference
Whether or not you actually care

Centuries dead we may in fact be
Our words carry through the ages
Whether on novel pages or by notes
It shall live on outside our cages

This not the act of the narcissist
For this talent is for the paupers
It is the burden I no longer carry
Bringing a peace everybody prefers

This is a night of smoke and drink
Bringing the always heavy solitude
Within I am ready to sit and think
If you agree do not let me intrude


Rebirth - 2011/12/14

Wisps of treacherous flames
Glimmer in those weary eyes
Interest is the fresh matrix
From which fresh ideas arise
So inside the blizzard rages
Battling only to extinguish
The idea which shall deliver
Hope that transcends english

Chords of a symphony chime
Freeing my ears from a cage
That sought to deny license
To proceed to the next page
It infected the water I drank
Which contaminated air around
Forcing my soul to the brink
Of death without even a sound

Today I celebrate the freedom
Found in something beyond new
When one realizes there are
People alive who have a clue
This is the tale I shall tell
To the ones I stranded behind
As they cannot follow me now
As they are trapped and blind


Twilight - 2011/12/05

It was on that freezing floor
Of stone not quite yet rubble
That the thoughts I now share
Formed to alert me of trouble
What was once a great paradise
Is now entering the dark night
But prior to be being released
It must endure a long twilight

Even now I recall those roses
Lounging in the luxurious sun
Long after they were trampled
I find their loss still stuns
They cannot grow in the black
Forced to feign their retreat
From which I pray they return
Even if only after our defeat

It was on that freezing floor
I reclaimed my love for flora
Coming to terms with the fact
That I would never see aurora
Yet for a brief time I basked
In the aura of something good
Which I considered while drug
To my death in the black hood