Demons and Angels
Demons of negative thoughts try to shadow the divine.
They are the lingering in war’s distastefulness.
Let the power of positivists among angels shine.
Demoniac souls whisper of certain human decline.
They are the haunting calls which lead our minds to madness.
Demons of negative thoughts try to shadow the divine.
Angels sing songs peacefully of our holy design.
Their divine keeping our minds focused on happiness.
Let the power of positivists among angels shine.
Evil a wicked and cunning scheme of tempting sweet wine.
Be careful of how much it contaminates the wholeness.
Demons of negative thoughts try to shadow the divine.
Humankind will always find a way to cut the vile vine.
Mother earth will replace evil with vines of fruitfulness.
Let the power of positivists among angels shine.
Humans by nature are both demons and angels combine.
Hope the demons loses to the angels’ of holiness.
Let the power of positivists among angels shine.
Demons of negative thoughts try to shadow the divine.
My Son, Lost
My son, lost
Blood of my spirit, not my body
You watched calmly as I split the wood
And stacked the stones
No voice from heaven
But sound of your mother breaking
Foretold that the knife would not be stayed
Warned no scapegoat was coming
Surely the saints
Have seen with the eyes of Ezekiel
The wheel of fire, devoid of comfort
Only grief and terror
I have heard the prayers of such holy men
And I still pray
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http://nothinghypothetical.wordpress.com/2010/03/19/my-son-lost/
My Saddest Day
It all started when in at five past midnight
Now I am lying stiff and cold
Deep in troubled dreamless sleep.
Cotton wool stuffed in my nostrils,
I cannot breathe.
A rag tightening my jaws together,
I cannot protest.
My feet bound together,
Surely there is no escape this time round.
Granny chose they dress me up in my favourite suit,
But this time there will be no return journey.
My brothers have put me in a box,
I am on display in the Living Room.
Living Room, what am I doing in the room of the living?
But they cannot hear me,
Because I cannot speak.
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