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

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.