Monday, February 12, 2007

Amnesty

Give me my rights to be free
And I’ll lament not of my pain
Won’t you listen to my plea?
Try to keep me alive and sane

For the opinions have turned
From belittling oppressions
To lessons meant to be learned
Instead of senseless aggressions

Eventually we may see
How life is just about living
And rid our minds of debris
Seek pardon in our misgivings



Sunday, February 4, 2007

In My Eyes

'Round the fire, colours glow,
Gently rocking to and fro.
Deep in shadows, demons play,
Snatching emotions away.

Seeping through the mindless halls,
Shattering the endless walls.
Pity not the small or weak,
Death before the killing streak.

Madness chases to the end,
Down the stairs you will descend.
Crashing to the bottom floor,
Pummelled by a death day war.

Soulless, moodless, soaring free,
This is how we're meant to be.
What of earth, of love, of truth?
Full of silly childish youth.

Is this really how you see?
Can't you hear the helpless plea?
Save the hearts that feel this way,
Life's a small and fragile prey.

Sound

Fly upon the wind
Forgetful illusionist
Forevermore blind
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There we have haiku action.