As a child, time speeds quickly by,
Going through the motions.
To ever stop moving,
Would be an unspeakable notion,
Everything is here and now,
Speedy are the days.
It’s hard to remember five minutes ago;
Yesterday’s a haze.
Bam, it all changes,
Livin’ life till it’s full.
Everything’s a constant blur,
Life won’t ever be dull.
Boom, there’s not enough time,
So much stuff to do.
So much to accomplish,
Time must start anew.
Bang, you’re sitting home alone,
Hours creep by like days.
It’s hard to remember five minutes ago;
Your life’s a giant haze.
You sit there rocking in your chair,
Reminiscing ‘bout the past.
You stop to dwell on one last thought,
“Did I make it all last?”
Monday 21 April 2008
Broken
I tire from cleaning the tears from my glasses each morning
Of never wanting to get out of bed for fear of what will come
Of having new emotions that scare me so much
Of not wanting to trust my dad or my mom
I lay broken on the street
Empty, confused, starved, and waiting
I pull closer to You for I know nowhere else to go
With a noose around my neck I am pulled
But pulled closer, nonetheless
I lay broken on the street
Come heal me
Of never wanting to get out of bed for fear of what will come
Of having new emotions that scare me so much
Of not wanting to trust my dad or my mom
I lay broken on the street
Empty, confused, starved, and waiting
I pull closer to You for I know nowhere else to go
With a noose around my neck I am pulled
But pulled closer, nonetheless
I lay broken on the street
Come heal me
Wednesday 16 April 2008
The Past
I shed a tear for the past behind
A drop for the reminisced
My life, my loves, my being
And all that will be missed.
I shed a tear for the past behind
For all that I came from
A prayer for peace to lie within
A prayer for what’s to come.
Apathy
Apathy
Indifference
Lethargy
Passiveness
Complacency
Fear
These are the words that destroy a nation.
These are the words that crumble a kingdom.
Through these emotions, an entire religion can become extinct.
They are strong;
Stronger than threats,
Stronger than bars,
Stronger than bullets.
Every man would be unstoppable if he did not carry the weights of these words,
The weights of this world,
The weights that are thrown upon on us in a hurry, in a desperate attempt to shut down all progression.
Only when we are able to escape from under each one of these stones and conquer our oppression,
Can anything actually be accomplished.
Anything at all.
They are just rocks that grew to boulders,
They push, shove, trip, punch, kick, and surround you until you have no choice.
And then, we choose.
We choose to crumble to their power.
We choose to submit to their presence.
And we choose to convince ourselves we can’t escape.
And why not?
It takes a mountain to persevere and a crumb to surrender.
Our strength only takes us so far…
But then we can choose to seek help.
We can choose to escape their murdering grasp.
And actually succeed,
And actually accomplish,
And actually go.
Indifference
Lethargy
Passiveness
Complacency
Fear
These are the words that destroy a nation.
These are the words that crumble a kingdom.
Through these emotions, an entire religion can become extinct.
They are strong;
Stronger than threats,
Stronger than bars,
Stronger than bullets.
Every man would be unstoppable if he did not carry the weights of these words,
The weights of this world,
The weights that are thrown upon on us in a hurry, in a desperate attempt to shut down all progression.
Only when we are able to escape from under each one of these stones and conquer our oppression,
Can anything actually be accomplished.
Anything at all.
They are just rocks that grew to boulders,
They push, shove, trip, punch, kick, and surround you until you have no choice.
And then, we choose.
We choose to crumble to their power.
We choose to submit to their presence.
And we choose to convince ourselves we can’t escape.
And why not?
It takes a mountain to persevere and a crumb to surrender.
Our strength only takes us so far…
But then we can choose to seek help.
We can choose to escape their murdering grasp.
And actually succeed,
And actually accomplish,
And actually go.
8:15
The words escape his mouth to an audience of shocked silence.
They are so threatening, so demanding, so invasive.
Their hearts beat and their breath grows stale within their quivering lips.
He stands at the front, a weapon in hand, demanding through silence.
Eyes look down.
They refuse to speak, to breathe, to blink, for fear of drawing attention to themselves.
The wall-clock ticks naively, unaware of the pregnant silence around it.
No, no, no they scream inside.
A cough from the corner.
The man submits to their refusals and looks to the heavens for relief.
“Lord, thank you for letting us be here at school today…”
They are so threatening, so demanding, so invasive.
Their hearts beat and their breath grows stale within their quivering lips.
He stands at the front, a weapon in hand, demanding through silence.
Eyes look down.
They refuse to speak, to breathe, to blink, for fear of drawing attention to themselves.
The wall-clock ticks naively, unaware of the pregnant silence around it.
No, no, no they scream inside.
A cough from the corner.
The man submits to their refusals and looks to the heavens for relief.
“Lord, thank you for letting us be here at school today…”
The Pointed Finger in the Sky
Feeling the rhythm of my feet against the ground,
Searching for the darkness in a place that can’t be found,
I scream at myself and accept the lie,
That running will escape the pointed finger in the sky.
I climb to the top of my pedestal and see,
The apathetic crowd of people below me,
They are so mundane with their simple lives,
Do they not realize they are living a lie?
But here, where the wind rips tears from my eyes,
I know I can avoid the pointed finger in the sky,
For how could I be blamed for all my evil deeds,
If I can’t see past the lies and sin that surrounds me.
For those few numb moments I can forget what I’ve done,
And leave my shit behind in piles as I run,
I gasp and pray that with each repeating beat,
The ground will dissolve and collapse under my feet.
I beg myself to trip and come crashing to my knees,
Where I can do nothing but plead for his mercies,
But no repentance comes; no hands are lifted high,
And I will never face the pointed finger in the sky.
Searching for the darkness in a place that can’t be found,
I scream at myself and accept the lie,
That running will escape the pointed finger in the sky.
I climb to the top of my pedestal and see,
The apathetic crowd of people below me,
They are so mundane with their simple lives,
Do they not realize they are living a lie?
But here, where the wind rips tears from my eyes,
I know I can avoid the pointed finger in the sky,
For how could I be blamed for all my evil deeds,
If I can’t see past the lies and sin that surrounds me.
For those few numb moments I can forget what I’ve done,
And leave my shit behind in piles as I run,
I gasp and pray that with each repeating beat,
The ground will dissolve and collapse under my feet.
I beg myself to trip and come crashing to my knees,
Where I can do nothing but plead for his mercies,
But no repentance comes; no hands are lifted high,
And I will never face the pointed finger in the sky.
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