go away

Though I am in the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil.

instead I wear it as my breath. Evil are the thoughts

that pass, to pain-

staking, just to glance

Ode to the ones that defend the land from the conquers, tyrants, or down right thieves filling the bag of evil with their personal essence of humanities greed.

Our imagination was so heavy no one even thought it could be carried

so the bag found home in nature’s very own but

only for us alone, too blind to stare at the life’s cycle

or was it your brother that brought you to fear hell? only then did you find the well of your beliefs

you follow as if you lead, like that’s your commanding chief

I’m complete, raw with the emotion of America’s dead

Now the natives teach me how to fly, as for their spirits

These emotions have no words, instead they are the sum of my work.

when the positions vary from time to time.

Chaos takes over and writes it’s own lines,

true reality is just too hard to find.

like my lost focus. Im Disapeering in a storm formed by a million locus.

Dead stranded and decayed in the starving desert so my anger is in life for what ever reason.

I’m caged.

afraid of my knot taking fray.

Here only to define and imagine the winds that ring in my mind and thus i lose the sense of long lasting compassion. Little did I know it would be my last satisfaction.

these vines I slaughter.

When the vines grew over me telling me they borrow when realities intentions were only to steal. And that’s when oxygen began plummeting lungs, spiraling me into a skyless abyss.

well the moon drops fall into the daylight daughters.

Deep inside into the house of mankind. A story that falls a short to define, fullfiment by their righteous design unable to tell the difference between religion and what is divine.