All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves

In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways

The black pavement beaten down on this old road

 

To know the blaze and glory of the fire and the smoke

Ashes fill the potholes of travesty in this vessel made of earth

Into the depths a richness to be released as a fountain from a well

 

The fears they come and go as they try to scare as they pass this way

The ego pulses and radiates as if it were the ebb and flow of a mighty silent tide

The judgments pierce like daggers as if on the crest of a rumbling quake

The love without comes within before the rain of tears shine forth their iridescent ray

 

The torch of time quells the fire buried in the grave

To know we are nothing but a vein

The boiling of the blood in pain

To know there is a no purity in the save

 

The banks are full of vanity

The stores are full of lies

The marionette dance dies

The outer rank seek calamity

 

Soldiers march

Warriors stalk

Tick Tock

 

All is well as time unwinds and folds and curves

In a land of forgotten memory traveled pathways

The black pavement beaten down on this old road

 

The bridge of knowledge fills the gaps

The compass shifts the map

To recognize the traps

Paved on the battle fields filled with crap

 

3-18-97….to be continued….one day…….

 

The trees are full of gold

On the branches walk the fools

As the wind blows, they snap and break

As a whip is struck against the plank

 

The night bares down

Until time is torn

 

To unshade the Black

The armor must crack

To be released of the claws of death

The inner soul takes a new breath

 

All is well as time unwinds, and folds and curves

The treasure deep becomes unearthed

The whelps of disease are unnerved

 

Prisoners no more

Evacuees take flight

Tick Tock

 

United as one

In the radiation of light

One for all and all for one

Written in the early 2000’s