knew
His ace in the hole was on its way through
It dropped and so did my soul
I felt it pull out of my body whole
I lay in his chamber with all the rest
As I saw God next me in distress
For even he had bet his best
And lost to the one that he threw to the mess
Father Times Trap
As he sits with heed
He knows your greed
And sets this trap for you
He does feel your pace
As you stalk with no grace
To the prize of freedom and true
He knows your style
As he smiles with guile
And hopes you kill as you do
For you claw and poke
When you feel his hands choke
They wrap around your neck now blue
The track of laughs
Now eerily cast
As you force a smile so crude
He releases his grip
Forcing you to trip
In the trap he lay for you
Friends by your side
When you feel time collide
They are now passing over anew
As the good book did say
You will feel me this way
As you see you lord savior pull through
To get out in front
You kill those so blunt
Your knife with the blood of the Jew
Your stab everyone
To get what has come
As you trip over the body of Sue
She was your first love
Killed by your own glove
To get to the trap for you
Now is the time
As your friends say their rime
As they pass and laugh at your tomb
As the door closes in
Ones killed by your grin
Are smiling back its just what they do
To see your black eyes
In constant demise
As the trap has finally got you
The Ease of Her Mind
The ease of her mind
Presently in decline
As she knows we follow her move
She can feel your shame
As she heeds your pain
While her ghost of past sails through
She can play this game
While you pray her name
As her silence will shun your groove
She will sit and wait
And add to your hate
While the white in your face shines true
If you scream out her name
She answers with blame
And points the finger at you
Killing time with her mind
Ending yours in true kind
Her fingers run down your face so blue
As you hold your breath
And pray now for death
She will allow you and say its past due
Forgive her bloody spit
And to you she only sits
And waits for your words to come true
As the gate opens wide
Delivering a horses stride
You must kneel on the golden pew
And pray to your God
Who is dead in her pod
For she is now the one who comes through
Anticipation of the End
The hour is early and the mind at ease
Your quilt laid its last tale of a peaceful disease
Your soul cant wait for the one to up heed
I lie effortless and patient as you fall asleep
Waiting in the shadows of your vacant mind
I shine my sword for it won’t be kind
Your end is near can you feel the climb
As you heart is pacing like a bomb with no time
Your ready for the end or so you think
I creep from behind and draw with no blink
The steel from my blade plummets through your chest
As the paper with your poems are now red with distress
It covers your words like a cloak in the rain
As the inscribed feelings dance with the ink as you are slain
The paper now red and your mind hits the floor
Last thing you see is my hand next to yours
Clutching it as if I have ruined Gods soul
I took the words of the fallen and digest them whole
As the echoes of your work do enter my mind
The tears shed my dark as I watch from behind
The balance has shifted from our loss of your work
I killed another poet, devils hand has a fork
As he chews on the mighty that entered his realm
He smiles knowing his poetry has just begun
Poetry must DIE
Back with vengeance is what he cried
Out so loud it made them hide
The bad ones back so be aware
His sword just slayed the one your near
Don’t pray to much for it won’t help
Your pointless ranting will only speed it up
The sword of notion has your name etched on
For your spine is calling as it shimmers in the sun
I killed peace as well as hope
I killed the ones that pointlessly spoke
I got tired of the peaceful roses are red
Sick of the hopeful words of the dead
For now is your time to hear the truth
That it felt so good when my sword entered the youth
Finally I have been summoned to do the deed
For poetry is dead as I killed it unseen
It lays lifeless on the floor waiting for you to breath
It has no life anymore for you butchered its seams
Finally you will see that I did it for you
As you were killing poetry only I saw it through
Mother Natures Timex
The ticking takes its time
Ticking free in ever climb
It dictates your way of life
As it ticks in ever strife
If it chooses to halt its toc
My oh my we go in shock
For our world will end as stop
As we look towards the clock
We will see what we won’t like
As the world stops all the might
For the ticking calls the name
Of our wings in ever shame <
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If it speeds its rhythmic tick
Life will flee and run so quick
As you lay your last red brick
Form a grave to see her prick
Rose petals die with haste
As the tick increased her pace
Now you take it all with grace
Although your life sped up with hate
Ticking time is up to her
Cant control her always blur
Vision prays to see the claw
Of remorse of devils paw
The clock controlling life
Ticking slow when your deaths wife
Ticking fast when she’s all done
Soon outlast her when she’s gone
Eyes of Glitter
Feel the beat across your spine
The beat of your heart in constant whine
Skipping through from precious time
Tripping your feet as you lose your mind
The beat stands still when she moves past
Her eyes of glitter stare through your glass
Straight to your soul where it resides
Her arrow of glance struck you as though a prize
And you she won with her deadly aim
Those eyes of glitter in ever shame
As things stand still she made them so
Your realization of things are far from go
Can you feel the piercing of her stare
You’re in her prison now meet her there
For she waits still to fake her pray
As you grow will your fate won’t stay
That glance of glitter in ever form
Have you locked up together are worn
Her web was casted not long before
The one preceding your deadly door
So as your eyes meet for that split in time
You fall victim to her charming rhyme
As there vacancy as she’s in her prime
To feed of your once again constant whine
Light of Rain
Mystical showers prepare your heart
As drops of dew from clouds they do part
The being who created all from him
Can no longer suffer from your crying sin
As rain from his eyes cover all to begin
It cleanses your heart as life starts to win
Now is the day for the light to shine through
As the darkness is dead and the good has won you
The deafening tones of hells remorse
Cant over power the saints endless voice
As tears from below turn into steaming bliss
The tears from your soul are ending your abyss
For all to bear arms is the call of the dark
As the end is soon to show her face and embark
Time will stand still when the tears are in form
As the water on your cheek is the end of your scorn
Refreshing your mind as the water runs low
Replenish your heart while its white with its glow
For not too long will turn itself black
As the light from the rain with heed your luck back
The White Horse
The white horse had just died a lonely death
His rider was crucified as if he were the coming of the 2nd
May the one who killed the innocent form of justice
Be the one to carry the weight of grim until pressed
The rider was sent on a mission to relieve the chosen one
The one was chosen and brought to the black hill to wait
He waited for you.....me.....us.....but we failed him
We have not committed ourselves to the savior of good
We have only one last chance to rid evil for before spilled blood
If this is the chosen ones ways to allow us to view
What we need to turn us away from the few
For our lack of commitment and honor to the wise
Left the white horse and its rider insure lifeless demise
The one who killed the beast and his proud man
Was the ones who will
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