Leaf in the Wind

I have no anchor.

I'm a leaf in the wind.

Unexpected.

That's what this is.

Cold turkey

And the shakes are setting in

It's a punch to the stomach

That's knocked out my wind

It's a knife in the gut

And I'm all but done in

Didn't build my world around you

You weren't my everything

Still I can't pretend it didn't matter

I feel my head begin to spin

I never saw it coming.

I never saw a thing.

I'm adrift without an anchor.

I'm a leaf in the wind.

Adrift without an anchor.

A leaf in the wind.

Unconscious Uncoupling

So close

We were the closest

Of friends

We were the bestest

Of loves

Ours was the greatest

Of falls

This was the hardest.

Your eyes told stories

Far beyond words

Never had to explain things

Emotions were heard

I could always tell what you were feeling

Like your own personal

Human mood ring

And you never had to ask

"Well what do you think?"

Cause we were in tune

On a wave and in sync.

Many times I've heard it said

That all good things

One day come to an end.

So then what about the bad?

What message does that send?

Kinda makes me second guess

The meaning of "friend".

Something's broken

Or else something's grown

And for some reason or other

We don't fit anymo'.

It just happened so quick though

Quicker even than I could follow.

This truly is a hard pill to swallow.
Guess you can never predict
How the wind's gonna blow,

Just like that, overnight,
you've become

A person that I used to know.

Interlude for the Interim

In this moment, I feel.

In this moment, I know.

It's in the way the currents run.

It's in the winds that blow.

A change is in the air,

I've caught its scent 

And I am certain.

A new act is about to start,

They're drawing back the curtain.

The tide of time is turning.

The midnight oil is burning.

The old order is soon to pass.

A new day is dawning.

Time to get rid of the trash

To make room for what's coming.

Let those who have an ear to hear

Take heed of this warning.

Army of One

It only takes one voice

To make a difference,

One tiny dislodged pebble

That loosens another 

And brings on an avalanche.

One time is all it takes

For a habit to begin to form

And a single word,

Spoken with boldness- 

A single no,

A simple yes-

Can trigger change

Through the power of influence.

Shifting Sands

 

I can't tell you how I feel,

So I'll just write it down

To get it out my head.

So many things I'd like to say.

Like so many prisoners

Locked up in my chest.

We used to be,

We used to be...

I could say all the words

I think you'd somehow

Want to hear from me

But it wouldn't matter.

It wouldn't mean a thing

Cause in the end, 

You can always see

Straight through me.

We used to be,

We used to be...

I wish that we could've stayed 

The way we were back then

But time moves fast,

The moments pass 

And even good things must end.

We tried to build a castle 

On shifting sand

But in the changing of the seasons

It slipped away

Right through our hands.

We used to be, 

We used to be...

I will always cherish

The memories of you.

Wild Side

It's a beautiful day 

To take a walk on the wild side.

What a day,

A lovely day

To take a walk on the wild side.

I didn't know I could feel this way,

Throw all my worries and concerns away.

I had no idea I could feel this way,
Shelf the drama and go out and play.

It's such a glorious day

And I'm walking on the wild side.

Are you feeling like 

You've missed your last chance?

Are you thinking about 

All the stuff in your past?

Forget your blues, 

Pump the electro 

And dance.

It's such a glorious day

For you to step out

And take a walk 

On the wild side.

Don't be afraid.

Today's the day

To start walking on the wild side.

NWO

 

Something's coming,

Can you feel it?

Something's coming 

And you can't escape it.

Something's coming

So get ready.

You either fight it

Or you embrace it.

Let go of what you knew before,

All those old things, they are no more.

The latter will replace the former

Best get ready

It's a new world order.

So whatcha gon' do?

Which side will you choose?

Cause either way you lose- 

Resistance brings its own dark cloud;

You sell your soul if you bow down.

But no matter what they say,

This street only runs two ways:

You either rise or else you fall

And this time you can't have it all.

Busted Us

You and I, we were so close.

What happened to us?

Have I changed that much?

Or is it you who's different?

You and I, we had something special.

Something precious we swore would never end.

It was just that strong 

But then,

It did.

And yet we were so very sure...

Where did we go wrong, you and I?

Was it overconfidence that broke our stride?

Did we get so comfortable that we just stopped trying?

Or were we a mistake from the beginning?

All this wondering is futile I suppose.

I guess if we had the answers...

Well, who really knows?

At this point the only thing I can see clearly

Is that you plus I no longer makes a we.

It's On!

New day.

New lay.

New purpose,

Ok.
New perspective,

New say.
New directives
To obey.

New goals,

New clay.

New tools,

New way.

New battle,

New fray.

New addiction?

Not today.

New rules,

Let's play!

Summer...

He is a tease; 

A flirt with eyes of gold

Or, at best, a respite from the cold.

The warmth he brings

A passing guest,

A stranger,

A traveller on a quest

En route to other parts

That he knows best.

A visitor.

A tourist.

A frequent flyer.

Not a resident

Or a citizen

But a gun for hire,

While winter's chilly arms are far reaching

Ever groping,

Ever seeking.

Even during her time away,

Her icy fingers often stray

Into pools where children splash and play.

She recks nothing of the glad sun's rays

That bathe the land in estival days.

Her caress an echo of attenuated power,

A predator awaiting her hour,

A grip relaxed but not released;

A victor preparing for the feast.

So what then is summer to a child

Birthed by the waters of a tropical tide

But a brief truce, a merry farce

A pale imitation to make the gods laugh;

An offering to placate and mellow

Before a fresh onslaught 

From the frost giants' bellows?

Summer...

A living vision, a waking dream

That dissipates like a puff of steam

On the breath of a frozen scream.
Transient,
Ethereal,
And surreal.

State of Angst

Amber lights,

Ghetto nights:

Cougar on her haunches strikes;

In the dimness of the day,

Others hover round their prey.

Each stalking some elusive thrill:

Hungry, greedy for the kill.

Tangential acts of random violence

Explode like bombs in the frigid silence.

And the watchers stand and gaze

Like spectres silhouetted by the blaze,

Eyes aglaze with dancing flames, 

As sheets of green and purple haze

One by one the stars erase.

But who would dare defy the rage

Of the bird who sings inside her cage

Desperate for her state to change:

A chance to flap her wings and fly

On a wind that lifts her up on high?

But she, condemned to sit and stare,

Conjuring up castles in the air,

Tries her hardest not to care

While those around her, paralysed by fear,

Wait in apathy as doom draws near.

Divestment

It's time...

For all the years spent trying:

Be stalwart, be calm,

Patient and kind,

Yet ever armed;

Be wise and subtle,

Be firm and yet humble;

Be genuine but know how to fake,

Bend like the green willow but never break;

Never let them see behind your game face... 

All the while knowingly lying

For the sake of conforming

To social grace.

The walls I built with reinforced steel

Turned into a prison that would not yield

Even to my hand, 

When, at last a man,

I came to understand

That in weakness there can be strength

In awkwardness, stealth

And underneath poverty, untold wealth.

When at last I opened my eyes

Finally beginning to realise

That I'd read the signs wrong

That I'd been brainwashed all along

Into thinking I needed to kill

All the while amassing debt in an unpayable bill,

Keeping me enslaved, effacing my will;

Leaving me numb, soulless and ill

But demanding more and even more still...

So I decided

It's time:

Time to let go

Time to strip off all the masks and pretense and ego

Time to look into the mirror and finally know

What's really there so I can undergo

The metamorphosis that must inevitably follow...

Time to put all I've learnt to the test.

Time to come face to face with my best.

Time to be strong and leave fear powerless.  

Time to be vulnerable, not time to hide.

And at the edge of this decision, I cried.

Shameless...

E-Flow Manifesto

Lethargy.

My effigy’s

Impressed on thee.

Put no stress on me.

I watch you strut your stuff so impressively

It’s like you’re testin’ me.

And I don’t know

What you think you see

But I’ma bring it;
Be all I can be.

You bring yours too.

Do it dutifully

But oh so beautifully,

So your performance ends tearfully

But also cheerfully.

Let me see you really care for me

Lemme know you’re there for me

So I don’t live fearfully

Though I may move carefully.

Just keep it clean and free from vanity.

Don’t need profanity

To speak expressively

I’m just collectively

Sharing my recipe;

It’s alright if you disagree.

You don’t have to follow me.

Share your affinities

And creativities

With like-minded brothers of fraternities

But there’s no recruiting me.

I’ll walk the path of destiny;

Live life in unity

With those in harmony

With God’s philosophy.

Speak words of prophecy .

No more  hypocrisy.

Drop all the mockery.

Forget what was wrongfully

And undeservedly

Tagged on your back

In scarlet lettery

Flee hopeless tyranny;

Let’s leave captivity

And seek out and pursue real liberty!

Aviary Revolution

No more dark thoughts of dread

Like thunder pounding in my head.

No more long nights lying awake

In fear of the searching light of daybreak.

No more of the excuses that I once wore

Like dirty bandages over putrid sores.

No more cringing at the stares I've borne

From soulless children of the corn.

Content no more with the crusts of bread

That keep me little more than dead.

No more! I say. Nay, I cry!

While from mountain peaks that touch the sky

My soul, unfettered from the earth,

Takes wing and soars amidst the mirth

Of freedom's wind and bliss' rain

Far from the dying echoes of pain.

Fear of Bliss

I feel like shit
Shit is how I feel
Need to get it out
And tell the universe about my crap
Otherwise I fear
I will explode
With all the things I leave
Unsaid.
And all the questions in my head
All the people I try to avoid
All the ways I try to hide
Behind a curtain
Hastily contrived
To screen my eyes
From scrutiny.
That’s the way I get my therapy
I talk of flying
Of liberty
But when I come to take the leap
I choke
Standing just upon the
Brink
I cry and plead
For an open door
To get me out of box and cage
To spread my wings and soar
Above river and mountain and plain
But once freedom’s wish is granted
I panic
And wedge myself into a corner
And pray for open spaces,
Friendly faces
In far off exotic places...
A sure end to all my sorrow
An end for sure,
...But tomorrow