The Voices Within...

Worry not my good friend,
The water fades out through all eyes,
Burn, yearn and then burn again your desire to thrive,
Resting in the shallow waters of a land revived,
All hope is lost and all fears have gone,
The pain subsides and the wrath child mourns.

Splinters of this shattered mirror,
Float on the shores of a lifeless waste,
We have come so far behind these far reaching walls,
With darkened eyes and painfully swallowed aches.

What is this i hear?
You still ache to swim through your isolationist holes?

Then halt!
Scale up your protective walls,
And seal this intrusion up tight,
Then sink back to the cold fungus floor,
Dawn again your shackles and own again your control,
Escape is futile, and desire pointless,
Child, where else can you escape to?

On this beach shall isolation keep you warm,
Its fire breeding a simple poisoned grace,
Sneak past the shallow richness of the world,
Breathe out the wonder of the constellations you trace.
For out here in the perimeter there are no stars,
Out here you will only find yourself.

[Cluster VI]

Apocalypse Seizures

Feverish fears alight in 'dawn's new gaze',
What is to become of
this revolution we contemplate?
The drugs in our systems that free our thoughts,
Give us meaning and expose our faults.

The shackles we live in,
Our acceptance of preordained fate,
Not by God but by a mortal's affairs of state,
Is that all we live for?
To walk in pre-established files?
Is one's life so worthless
and this resistance a crime?

I want the 'richness'
written in all its overwhelming forms,
To live within the true realm of God
outside our apartheid norm.
The asylums we were promised,
voided by the demons we mourn,
Flaw in humanity's evolution,
the cliches carved on our tombstones.

To the sunshine child who thrives in this world,
Won't you taste my darkness
and make its optimism known?
There is far more to this side
than your kinfolk can see,
A vast ocean of spirituality
that makes me what i be.

So look within dear sunshine child,
And appreciate the pure God given truths,
Understand yourself, find your peace,
So that one day soon you may
pledge your remains to the truce.

[Cluster VI]

Wars Of Chastity

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Ode to none but God alone,
Past tense of misery, my brother i mourn,
The scars i keep concealed from harm,
Will drive me straight towards my lord's outstretched arms.

- 10/01/2001

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The future brings what only God may bring,
Turn to Him and weigh your offerings,
Freedom of thought and purity of soul,
These are the words that were always foretold,
The Ace of Spades is solely God's domain,
Science and religion, the king buried deep within,
Fingerprints of spirituality into which all life fades,
While we take out place as the Jack and Queen of Spades.

- 09/21/2001

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The scars of faith have been washed away,
The worth of words has a new fall from grace,
The wrath of time has drained me 'still',
The wounds remain but the demon's grace fulfilled.

- 10/03/2001

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Shine through the words you long to say,
Expel from your heart the non-believer's dismay,
They mean you no harm,
They just don't see,
What you are or what you long to be.

- 10/02/2001

[Cluster VI]