Flashbacks Enable Us To Move Through

There were these Days,

so long ago,

I was young,

my Mind doth remind.

In a Basement frame,

the sight of such a Horror!!

It happened more than once,

it seemed Their heavens door.

As first such FRIGHT,

the FEAR was found,

pushed down upon the ground!!

As I did resist,

my size became so easily licked,

the hatred turned to bliss,

I shut my EYES for this.

With EACH increased FIGHT,

enhanced my personal plight,

I saw within these boys,

my fear was met with sight.

Upon these ACTS of DARKEST FAIR,

these Boys would pay Their way,

I saw the spite within Their eyes,

causing such despair.

I HAD to LEARN,

to STARE them down,

on my back I laid.

I LOOKED into Their EYES,

with hatred for this ACT,

then upon this One Time hist',

the blank stare blinked right back.

The WRATH which began,

increased through the line,

each ONE sought the fight,

insisting it was right: Deserved.

The roughness on Their part,

caused me to erupt,

but I did not back off this stare,

my only refuge there!!

As Their ability to accomplish act,

began to wane 'cause I fought back,

my eyes, my stare began to make,

these Boys incapable to complete this Take.

 The Fear inside of myself,

which I had to defeat to become well,

became what angered me in this place.

Years and Years did pass,

before I understood Their Wrath,

Expressions of Theirs,

I only remember,

the sticky, disgusting shared.

The strangeness in these days,

reveals things not nice,

not a test, not whats best,

just absurd exists in their.

Myself, I learned to hate,

the Act which brought the RAGE,

my EYES became the BAIT!!

Restrained by size,

I did give way,

in this I could only persist,

to OPEN my EYES,

not close and wish,

"Is this the day I die?"

When SENSE brought ATTACKERS madness,

I witnessed death in Their Eyes,

I watched insanity walk away,

the danger was so grave.

Although my life went on each day,

this Act killed me too,

my innocence was taken,

the rage made me New!!

My loss became my gain,

exhaustion delivered disdain,

my life bares this kill,

I know that what was done,

impacted more than (One) Won!!

I know that peace can be found,

to puzzle my past in present.

These Ill's of which I speak,

has brought so much relief!!

Not to reside in these times,

but to bring to complete,

so I may turn the Page with Age,

to deliver Times of Pain,

in the birth of brand new day.

I know that in past pleads,

I wished to wish for a particular relief,

but Reality is my Rule,

and the wish did seem so cool.

Grateful for the Sight,

the Might gives Way to Passed,

but I still Wish for You,

a day where Twin Souls rule.

The passion felt surreal,

brought me strength,

and paved my path,

to face this life of terror.

Thank you for your care!!

An Armored Approach A Birth of Rote

To Speak,

with the flavor of grace,

requires truth to be said.

Not Spoken

A Continual Road,

paved with pain,

delivers growth,

not shame.

To Recover,

from what has been done,

takes Voice of Been.

In Every Begin Birthed,

Win!!

Appreciative of small favors,

a testimony of,

I've been theirs.

However!

Time delivers Age,

to go a Knew way.

It is the patience,

that may deliver Knight.

Knot in this World

I state,

A Date of not Myth,

just miss.

By Design,

Forged-for-Rhyme,

out of sublime,

to say:

"The Rings-of-Gold, and Established Home, Views from this I Roam."

Not of Fear,

for that's been here,

but War declared,

merited an exit.

It is Fate to Believe

In What?

Remains up to You,

not me!

Wars, Too Front!!

There Was This Day!!

I could not stay,

the blood soaked fields,

released me.

Born in Total,

held in mind,

I had been at War,

so many times.

Countless Strikes,

a measureless door,

I found myself,

never bored.

My Father Heroed,

a proclaim on land,

I See the Hurt,

both can't stand!

One has Gone,

so another can.

To be cast out,

or put in place,

"I Fear a Throw"

might have been a day,

my mind does rue!!

Still confused

I search my 'Sight'

memories banked,

with-in my being.

Seem to Team

I become fixed,

in Tranced,

in Thought,

lost in translation of myself!

Seems so Long,

that I've been,

on battlefields,

with men.

As lives do blend,

the past is ready,

too mend.

Gold Rings were,

my begin!!

A Fiery Start,

when Two come as One.

An Incredible Song,

of Places that are not wrong,

just lost to me.

Searching the Caverns,

of this pitted life,

I sing,

I don't belong.

The Ache for Answer,

lies in the question.

A Stance To Post

The Religion War Fares,

Old,

too despair.

Now,

Spiritual makes Cents.

Penny's on the Dollar,

it is Added-as-Squalor!

Belief makes Know Mention,

to addition.

Prevented,

'cause Wealth of the Mind,

is Singular,

of Fined!

A Balance,

to guide the innocence,

will hide,

not as a disguise,

but to protect,

You-from-Fear!

Speech is not Free!!

When the Cost,

is so Found,

an isolated existence & disagree,

is

Resistance.

Reason is Such,

to introduce what is known,

to the mapping,

of

Self.

In Discovery,

of found.

A Knew Zone

Is it a Crime,

considered treason,

to question or freeze in,

the stated?

Not Pleasing,

of All-that-You-Bleed-Inn.

The destination of gatherings,

an offer to ramblings,

that Sentence-of-Strife,

not Liberate,

the blind.

"To Continue"

With Interpretation,

a story,

re-written,

isn't it,

History and Time,

re-defined?

As Liberty is made a Prison,

I search for the choice,

to Hear,

what is buried,

from Eyes that won't Lie.

The Chill-of-Original,

not altered,

just spoke,

with Tone and Inflection,

to communicate Well,

not Sicken to listen,

a story.

A Tell

Answer presents the Question,

of Power,

to guide not make cower.

The Interest,

in 'Why' Our Minds,

liken Reason,

to Equal-A-Sum,

to being taught,

not suffer treason.

As the World does displace,

a Prophecy takin' place,

a 'Word' for 'Word' Act,

to Sum-it's-Exact.

Precision to Sight,

from Centuries back,

an impossible tact,

to confuse or react,

with anything but respect,

to what I do love,

'The Verse'

not a shove!!

Namaste!!

For Whom The Bell Tolls Became My Resolve

Before I lied to enter Sleep,

I was Taught,

this prayer did reap.

Upon my knees,

my hands Enlaced.

My Eyes held Hope,

as Creeps exist;

I did lisp:

"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I shall die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take"

In the Shadows,
of Darkest light,
I would sneak,
it was the time.

I did know,
hid in closet,
under bed,
forgot my pillow,
it was dread.

The chill I felt,
was more than cold,
fell asleep,
as Nights must be.

The Most Dangerous,
time for me,
no-one saved this Terror,
from deed.

....the Words of Prayer,

did remind,

that Lords Exist.

And, I Found,

hiding better,

to resist.

Protected I,

Know Call to Make,

it was lonely,

by "No Mistake."

Rest in Peace,

breathe will ease,

as attempts,

were made while sleep.

Tried so hard,

to silent,

 'mind'

Hide it's true,

to stay safe,

just get through.

Each Night of Fright,

I never cried,

for Fear doth keep,

these efforts nigh.

To shed away,

these memories find,

that in these Depths,

I "No" it's Foul.

To Reach-Out,

on empty,

Shout!

In this Silence,

I did not pout,

as I hear,

"Creeps About"

In the Quiet,

in the Morn,

I'd forget,

I was so worn.

Out,

I'd go to try once more,

to do the things,

to not Hit the Floor.

All these Doors,

to Past,

ABHORRED!!

The Pain of Disdain,

my memories drain,

it is such a stain.

Upon this Page,

I Right My Brain,

to understand,

my Plight, my Stand.

I'm Sworn Too Duty

Too Secrecy, Too this I Heal,

Heed these Notes,

of What was Done.

Searching, Finding,

Songs Undone,

does this Life,

of Hide or Run,

deliver me or ask for:

Deplore!!

Where is the sense,

of this "Dead Door"

to past history,

of violent Four.

Minus One,

for She was Shunned,

I held her hand,

she "Squeezed, God Damn."

So tightly held,

upon the Streets,

I often wonder,

I often Think.

..the fear in me,

I do declare,

could not compare,

to Hers;

A Life of Terror

Do not Sleep,

do not blink,

for in the darkest fare of night,

the House did Silence,

the boards did squeak,

as I 'know' these Acts,

about.

Upon the Sun,

which Rose,

rehearsed.

Brought the Light,

Creeps Perverse,

all an act of reverse.

The Color drained,

upon Her Face,

as She got Up,

so very late.

Exhaustion became the Belt of Beat,

leaving desperate,

times for me.

I made it Through,

and so did She,

Creeps remained,

and lives are Stained.

With these Times,

that Stick so Deeply,

inside of Whom,

resounds so steeply.

Kept from Talk,

Resistance Walked.

She spoke with Lies,

I just Balked.

As We go,

and this Show Plays Out,

as it seems,

Games are Still About.

Not One Person,

wants for this,

to Resolve,

it's Hit or Miss.

The Bell doth Toll,

I heard this Call,

it is not the Time,

but "WIN" we go,

it shall be,

A Natural Move,

for She, for Me,

of this 'I Know.'

Not the Force of Hands in Nights,

that Professed,

"We have the right!"

A Change,

of "Why,"

Our Lives Must Play,

out upon a given-weigh.

This Weight,

I know is the Road,

with 'No Signs'

to Blind this Show.

Is it "Time,"

to Park, to Brake?

It has 'All Been'

I Tout:

"For Sake!"

~

Uploaded on Nov 23, 2009

Artist: Anton Szandor LaVey

Song: Hello central, Give me no man's land

CD: Satan takes a holiday

Recorded: San Francisco, 1995

Hello Central! Give Me No Man's Land

When the gray shadows creep
And the world is asleep,
In the still of the night
Baby creeps down a flight.
First she looks all around
Without making a sound;
The baby toddles up to the telephone
And whispers in a baby tone:

"Hello, Central! Give me No Man's Land,
My daddy's there, my mamma told me;
She tip-toed off to bed
After my prayers were said;
Don't ring when you get the number,
Or you'll disturb mamma's slumber.

I'm afraid to stand here at the 'phone
'Cause I'm alone.
So won't you hurry;
I want to know why mamma starts to weep
When I say, 'Now I lay me down to sleep';
Hello, Central! Give me No Man's Land."