Thursday, May 22, 2008

I Fear

Es una lastima
Temer
Tener miedo
Estar triste
Es una lastima
Estar frio
Y solo
Es una lastima
Odiar
Y no saber

-Translation-
It is a pity
To fear
To be afraid
To be sad
It is a pity
To be cold
And alone
It is a pity
To hate
And not to know

Reasons

I am for love
I am for two people who love each other more than society hates
I am for two people who love their laws enough to hold them
I am for the teen who loves her baby enough to save it
I am for the teen who is scared she won't be able to love enough
I am for the one who loves her life enough to run
I am for the family who loves each other enough to stay together
I am for the one who loves enough
-----to
------leave
-------all
---------else

Move Back

Seems a long way off
There's a shadow 'cross the wall
It sneaks and steals, kills and feels
Like something we once knew

A different flavor's on the sky
Such beautiful beautiful eyes
Will they see the truth in light?
Again, but what will be?

Leave the night to weave a soul
Passions gone and left control
To those who see and yet walk blind
With frozen hands to hold back time

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Advanced Placement

God save the wild eyed wanderer
Who knows no where he goes.
He travels by the sound of water in the skies.
He hath in his minds eye
A vision when it snows
Of warmer things and smiling dreams
That keep him moving on.

---

Sanity
Be thy unrest
A bit and parcel
Of the whole

I'll love you once
And once again
Though madness told
It yet to be

I've heard this makes
But little sense
Madman and the sage
Both brought in effect

Light of night
And kindly fears
Daylights edge
Is washed away

Keep thine mouth shut
Keep thine eyes wide
And we'll rise above
The forgotten tide

---

Be thine unrested powers
At the hands of patience be
Mayhap the willow and the wasp
Lie 'neath the butter tree

For all that's told been done
And mayhem's on the tounge
Let us rally with the young
And slide backwards down the rung

Natality or causalty
Freedom's not so new
A yet unwilling witness
To the cobra and the yew

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Birdies

You know
Before then
It wasn't real.
I didn't see that you were theirs
An I am someone's else.
But what to do,
If you look at me?
Or I just wished you did?
Ahh me
Such silly things...