Crusade to Ruin

I watched her run through the flooded streets
The wind and the rain tasted her tears
As she fought the forever fight
In the misty night on a crusade to ruin the fears

The desire for power
The lust for a life lost in the prosperity’s ache
Nobody would drop what they had
For a fear that it will break

Through the ruined city she saw
An ancient remnant of glorified monument
Built on the luxury of gold and sliver
And a want that beat like her heart, without relent

The sun shone on the old world
But she turned her face from it
She talked to the man that reflected the light
As she was reflected back to what was lit

She was given the stars from the heavens
And she placed them in her hair
With a smile to the giver of these gifts
She continued to walk without a burden to bear

When you return to your home
Remember what she fought for so long
You died tomorrow and nothings left
Take your money and you’re gone

A Created World, Changed

I pass through the illustrious gates of life
Expecting the sun and the planets
I am greeted by the moon and the rain’s monument
I stumble into a world created, not be me
But by the ways of those who created me
Given a book as I pick myself up
I read the questions put before me
I see I have the power of the impending world
Not to control but to change
Which city will I build?
Without light I impend the view
When I am luminous
I change the view of the city I build
That is why the stars have no shadows
But it only shadows the moon
I am lost in a world that is not my own
And without a breath to give back

Unsatisfactory Times

The stars
Coming and going
So many lights
Without a place in the heavens
Are you ready to fall?

The clouds
Choking the air
So much darkness
Without the remembrance of light
Are you ready to run?

The earth
Opening and closing
So much lost
Without the chance to take it back
Are you ready to die?

You find the answers
When you hid in the open
When you cry in the day
When you die to live
Have you found the way?

Lifetime

Awoke
Warmth in his breath
Light in his eyes
The sun on his face

Born to die
On a cold, dark, and snowy day

A rebel without a cause
He was the cause of sorrow
To the people that knew him first
And the people he lay to rest

Looking deeper inside
He thought he knew himself
But he only knew his enemy
That put him to this suffering
Bury the road
He always knew
On those warm days
To fell the trees
Where the daylight kept him safe
Shown through
To cut the string
That held him high above
The white endless pit

The cold started the parade
Freezing him to pieces
He forgot in pride
Followed by the dark
His eyes scared
Hid in shame
The snow came
With the falling flakes
He fell to the desired end

The Happy Villager

I was the happy villager

I saw the living tones

I drank the blood of the ocean

I threw the first stone

I tore down the sun

And set up my the cloud’s camp

I lived by the throne

With a lit lamp

I revealed my sides

And the darkened skies

The cloud’s rain drops

Heard my cries

I revealed my sides

And the darkened skies

The cloud’s rain drops

Heard my cries

I listened for the end

But the light never shined

I hid my feelings

For they had no mirrored kind

I lost my spirit

The hearts fell to the ground

My soul followed the angels

The cloud, I found

I lived in time without end

I looked down to my heart

And saw the broken alone

For alone they turned apart

I breathed the fire

To burn the pillager

But the awoken choices

Of old, for they haunted me

I am the happy villager