Life Reincarnated

It appears an eternity has been erased,

There is a static beginning,

And a fluid end, obviously yet to come,

But the parts in-between seem to have

Traversed this lifetime,

And I am left awaiting its return,

Dreams are like foreign films,

Familiar images in dissimilar scenes,

These are the memories of someone else, a person I’ve never known,

It seems the understanding has returned,

To all the chariots, go forth and tell the world,

Your king has returned,

We are all given two things, life and death,

These are the only constants that connect us all,

It’s what we do in that sacred field of experience,

That pasture of plentitude, that chasm of what cannot be,

It is in this place we cast our unique molds,

And tonight I cast my own,

All the images in my head are nightmares I must bear,

Yet I’ve been given that, which I’ve yet to hear,

A life a death, a Rebirth

Where the only similarities lie within the face

Warhead

Bring forth your arsenal,

Blue skies distant once again,

You’ve fallen down on hardened time,

Relegated to observe the tyranny,

The Humiliation, the decay,

Blow up the routine,

Redraft that scripted page,

Cast blame, cast doubt, unto old premises’,

Dehydration filled affirmations,

Soon, one day, you’ll know, if not already,

What it means to be without…

Take shelter from the falling sky,

Warheads above, high and wide, from shore to highest tide,

The shrapnel comes from every side, in all directions; debris comes nearer than the scriptures tell

Hide your pretty face tonight,

Else scars may claim the loveliest of smiles,

Brandishing your sword this eve,

Ripening that bayonet,

Your shield will not defend, against the evils which have come

Kneel beside your holiest place, holding preciousness to your chest, clinging tight to conviction,

Clutching out for a last embrace, close your eyes, soon time will erase.