Lost and forgotten
Somewhere along the way
Following the woeful trail
Searching for myself
Took too many wrong turns
Inflicted harm on that desolate road.
As the past haunts me like a spirit
A spirit of pain, a long forgotten soul
Invested in a futureless landscape
Where there are no longer souls
Groping along in the darkness
We suffer…we all suffer.
For those are the ways of this road
And I will never know anything else.
HL October 27th, 2010
The bleating of the sheep
Making way for the light
The cleansing of the massive tides
The anger of the loud, increasing thunder
The cackle of electricity from unrelenting lightening
The sun opens up her arms
The planets align to show us the truth
Ignored by many. Hailed by even fewer.
By blood, our suffering will be avenged.
Philosophers, intelligentsia, wordsmiths
Become at one with the light
And are not given to the frustration and agony
Are no longer villified.
Those that knew, that came before me, that predicted…
Will be treated as gods once again.
The pain will be cleansed, avenged…
The cycle of nature will become complete.
Your silent consent to the violence is reason enough to make me despise you. Your immorality and refusal to
acknowledge differences infuriates me. What will it take to force you to comprehend your actions have consequences?
You ignore the issues affecting the earth. You opt to look the other way. Your silence is servitude and must be
avenged! Your silence is slavery and you have become my enemy! Emerge from your cocoon of corporate irresponsibility.
Rise from the shadows, stop abandoning your purpose! I will not forgive my enemies. I will not forget your
systems of servitude.
June 9th, 2009
Silence of the Dawn
Tormented and isolated. All seems lost. No power to change the world, as I had anticipated. Just another repressed
soul in the clutches of the machine. Watching as you inflict pain on humanity and animals with no ramifications.
Lost in the decay of a bottle of justification. Time became meaningless, on the spectrum of political upheaval.
Despise the morality of the decrepit. Feeble minded assasins running the pale blue dot. Dawn brought solitude, the
gods ignored us and left us to our own devices. We failed at this cruel game.
June 8 09
Natural law disappeared. Karma unrealized. Lost within a pain that has no name. Nihilistic fantasies of the twisted
majority. Realization is the pain that is unnamed. I am cold to your reality of television substitutes for life.
I am not chained to your excuses and lies. Evolved insanity is still insanity. Technological idiocy for your
Orwellian world of spiritual lacking. Fictitious morality that sugarcoats truth. Intelligent life is only in the
universe of the aware. Resigned to the hatred of your ideals. Majority of shameless killers taking innocent lives.
Herded into cages and camps for the unwilling. Your inflicting pain will be my revenge.
The story is the same
Throughout the years
They work from our
Deepest and darkest fears.
Controlling us until we
Know not what we do
Making us forget
Everything we knew
I feel that I am
Alone in my fights
While they continue
To strip away our rights
We the people
Blindly turn away
While the intellectuals
Have nothing to say
Fears that suddenly
Overwhelm our senses
A government corrupt
That builds emotional fences
Taking everything they can
From the poor
Until they are no longer
Able to feel anymore
We are all in the stages
Of feeling so numb
But I can assure you
Their day will come
No longer can we
Merely sit and wait
For a hopelessly
We must rise up
Against this tide
Our destiny, our futures
Are on our side
They try to make us feel
That they are the only force
But many of us
Know their true source
Greedy plans aren’t here yet
Their world without love
Is not set
While the oppressed
Endlessly search for a sign
There is a light
At the end of the line
All we must do
Is hang onto our dreams
For as you know
Nothing is as it seems…