Wednesday, February 12, 2014

GIVE ME FREEDOM


The dark city swallows me in its vortex
concrete piled up in blocks like a fortress
binding me in its fierce chains burning fire,
ice-cold, celled, and like prisoner I am held

A cell of bricks and glass, modern paint,
and carpets on the empty floors, I rent,
to impound myself, and seek the shade
shield the inferno that cries for the dead.

Seized between the fire and the shade,
no will, no courage, and a body decayed
A breathing corpse, and a beating heart
searching for the path, from the world apart

Fire and the shade, my spirit they trade 
freedom is an illusion and death I dread
Seeking the mountains reaching so high
and the rains falling from the sky, I cry

Give me Freedom or Give me Death
Give me Freedom or Give me Death

Sunday, February 9, 2014

THE WANDERER


Falling through the skies above me, in to the Earth I hail.
With the mist surrounding my face, into these oceans I trail.
A beautiful day and a beautiful sun, shines before me.
A warm sky with a twinkling star, sparks over me.

In this city, I walk over these empty streets, lit with joyous candles.
shining and shimmering in my empty eyes, entering my black castles.
In this city, I see people sparkling in sun, glowing and shining bright.
celebrating the mist of the mountain, and the rustle of the night.

In this city, I see the silent nights and morning mist, talking to my empty soul.
Singing me secrets of the people and their world,and the hugs they stole.
In this city, I hear the sirens of the passing ships, whispering in silent melody.
broadcasting wisp of sea to my fellow travellers, bequeathing her fidelity.

I dive into the heart of this city, searching for the pearl beneath.
I look across the rocks, the reefs, reaching to the coral sheath.
It showers me with its beautiful colours, its joy and its cheer.
as I stumble upon my conscious, having found the true elixir.

It liberates me from the living dead, rejuvenating my spirit.
showing me the Nirvana, the path to truth I failed to visit.