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Madness	Who shall I be?	They say	Be true	Pain.....
A New Day	I understand	Conditioned	Creek of the dead	Bullets

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Madness

Worlds in madness, doors shut tight
Blind oppression, keeping out the light
Power twisted, throughout years of misuse
Seeds of our freedom waiting to take root
Buildings grey, as architects minds
Laughing children left far behind
Fields now gone, rooms only for school
Learning is none with books mere rules
People in lines afraid to step out
Whisper of tongues, too tired to shout
Ticket to death, reaper at the wheel
never to stop until we learn how to feel.

Who shall I be?

Who shall I be today?
The one that is me,
Or the one that you want me to be?
We've danced this dance before you know,
Will you lead or will I go?

It's only truth for which I search.
Of course the truth for me,
Is not the same as the truth you see.
Which path do I choose?
Will I win, will I lose?

They say

There's a place with
called Pain and Joy
somewhere over there
Follow the map
Whose directions are these?
lots of wrong turns
on this
muddy road
Steep hills
Slip back and fall
What a mess
Mud heavy on my shoes
So much work
Wait here for the road to dry

What
Got me here
stuck when
They are dancing over there
In Pain and Joy

This place is ok
Sometimes there are
Visitors who say to
get to that
that place where
Pain and Joy play

Be true

Let thine own words be true
For they will show all who is who
And the heart that has made you

In cyberspace we swim or sink
By the words we not just think
But those we throw in the rink

Peace to all is what I want
And that's the goal that I hunt
It's time to bat or time to bunt

Sweeping under the rug is really old
It's time for all to hide or be bold
Hearts speaking not what they been told

We can forgive but don't have to forget
And that in a nutshell is what will let
Get back to peace and that's a bet

If one is hiding in the dark like a lion
Tis there words of deceit and lying
That should ultimately get them crying

In my hand I hold a ball
I hand it out for one and all
Time to pass it genteelly and stop the fall.

Hugs
Eddie (Chief) © 2000 Back to top

Pain.....

Knees folded into my arms,
while the sun pierces the blinds.
I slowly rock my naked body,
to quiet the pain,
dull the ache.
fresh in my mind,
Memories of last night.
These memories cause,
tears to spill from my eyes.
when they reach the dry blood,
they mix , to form tiny crimson chains.
that travel down my bruised flesh.
As I watch as you knot your tie,
on your face , a grin, no maybe a smirk.
The smug look on your face,
shows the blackness of your heart.
Disgusted by the reality,
that I am prisoner in your private hell.
Stunned and ashamed ,
As you lean over to kiss me, good-bye.
Your kiss , leaves no clue,
no trace of guilt.
Just a satisfaction is all I see.
For you have devoured my heart,
digested my soul,
then picked your teeth,
with my innocence.
What's left of me....

A New Day

As the suns rays
Creep through the bars
On the dawn of a new day
They reveal only misery and pain
Torment and cruelty
Deprived of love and affection
We live in isolation and fear
Only death is a happy release
What life do we lead
When all love is lost
Death is that how much freedom costs

I understand

Why does it hurt so bad?
Why must I hurt so much?
Why, am I, the one suffering?

But then,
I Stop!
To think...

It's not a curse.
- It's a blessing.
It's not a disease.
- It's the Cure!

For every one I look at,
there're a thousand I don't see!
My darkened mind will never change,
just as none of them see me!

The Darkness has got hold of me,
and don't want to let go!
And this will never happen
just as long as they don't know!
Now that I know the answer,
I no longer ask you "why?"!
Now I'm always laughing,
nevermore to cry!

Instead I give up to the night,
to lead the life of pain and cold.
To tell the tales about the dark,
that has me in its hold!

Conditioned

You must realize if you don't love yourself
how can you love anybody else
No one can reach you in your personal hell
you'll just rot away in yourself

Conditioned to play out roles
You grow up with little self worth
Millions are abusing drugs to ease the pain :-)~
A world without equality
When you feel consumed, devoured & exhumed by depression
Anger, and gloom
Hesitant to leave your room
You may think of suicide soon

Creek of the dead

It flowers the obscene
A living death machine
Repent the day this world i first met
This wondering mind
Stay at one with tears, the dark is near
It calls to you, now reach out
Amazed as the wind is full
And night is day
Release as natures spell was cast on you
Defeat, as you haunted soul breaks its shell
Bringing out the plea of instant death
Below a worldly forest and beneath an awful sky
Creeps onward with the tide
A silent shocking something, that draws us ever in
The creek of the dead
The creek of the waiting dead
The sun shines on your worldless tomb
As life permits your soul to die
The creek it bathes, with natures blooms
With blood that flows, to bring new life
The life gave is nothing now
With death it reveals a sign of joy

Bullets

Still dodging bullets,
fired from so long ago.
Some have been blanks,
some have taken their toll.

A bullet misses, ricochets,
shattering the looking glass.
Multi memories captured in shards,
reflected into itself distorting the past.

The Demon has come,
beginning to dance around.
Seductive, he's hard to fight,
when your world has crashed down.

Bill M. Back to top