I, The son of a man Who as a slave serves his god as he can. Inconsistent. One God, and no more. I, The child of tradition Infested and seeping with hate. Spurring into dereliction The decrepit faith of our ancestors. And I, The God of none Who as a slave is serving myself. Consistent. No Gods, not even one. … Continue reading #154 – Consistency
The sovereign come, The sovereign be. Of all men and women which doth make me. Sword and crosier to exercise my right, I am made of peasants and noble folk. No rebellion, no civil fights To be had, because the people are my yoke.
Kiss me forbidden fruit, The love that cannot be. Kiss me forbidden lie, In silence of this until we die. Kiss me goodbye. No, we shall not be. Kiss me one last time, Again. Kiss me one last time, Or even for the first time. What we have is no fruit seen, What we dream … Continue reading #152 – A kiss for nothing
I have lived so far knowing what I think, And knowing what I feel. Can't help but thinking of mortality. The prayers said at the grave to which they kneel. And I know when the time comes and I lay dead I will be complete, no more deeds to be done. No more words said … Continue reading #151 – A little view
I work through history In order to reverse all values, To invert justice to unjust But still remain just. So man can look back, Study back, step back And see no one controls him But himself. Inventing what he follows, He leads the way.
I've witnessed the generations decaying in their open grave. I've wondered upon the profoundest truths and lies. I've wandered being everything in life, but the slave. I've waited for the kingdom from the skies. And it seems to me That all that can be Is united in the element of 'we', But we find it hard to … Continue reading #149 – Shell
Another year, another day. And what more can I say: Other than I love you and Your beauty leaves me stunned? My princess be Which no angel see. No shining light, no halo to adorn. And me: a pauper of the lowly born. A year can take you, just as a second can. Almost lost you before … Continue reading #148 – On her twenty eighth