I tread on land not mine

My lungs fill with air paid for by death of hero’s

My eyes see what is left to me by those who have lost their

Visions, free

My ears hear the faint calls, of soldier’s painful deathly-fall

And

Today

All I see

All I hear

All my feet touch

Is land covered by those who all

Think of self

And not of why

They can do the absurd

Because of those who have died for them to be free

Heaven hold the soldier who fought so bold

And give them life

In a new world earned

With no more strife

Cry

Cry, cry, cry

And why not cry

Let the birds sing with you

Let morning air fill your nostrils

With times long ago memories

With love left alone

With hands once firm with confidence

Now tremble all- alone

Cry cry cry

Fill the air with miseries cold tune

Wet your eyes from summer to springs

Bloom 

Cry for yourself, and others too 

For we are all a bit lost

When loss finds our dreaded doom

Yet one day will come

As sure as a new mornings sun

And your tears will say goodbye

And wish you a very very happy

New life’s time

So cry for now as much as you can

Tomorrow brings us to a new -found- land

I’m just a traveler

Like you, you see

Full of hope burns, deep within me

And like the sun

I rise each day

To warm all around me

Before I say….

Hey you!

What’s that? 

Are you all right? 

You know I only shine

From mourn unto knights

And that’s where you will see

The love of strength that fights

Within you, and perilously deep within me

So dither not!!

And waste time so,

Fight the good fight

And kill your damn foe!

It is darkness you quest to kill, you see

Is it not all that’s left?

For the last arrow, your last quill? 

Now be polite

Be assured

That your love of mercy

Speaks so loud

It’s unheard….to all who rest

So quietly

In the valley of time lost …

Lost amongst angry men’s 

Uncut beards……at best

In a moment,

Of nothing,

Of inspiration not compulsion….

Where I waltzed, un-abated

Among the dead and dying

Where footsteps once told

Of those

Arriving….

With hallowed souls partaking

And lost loves thus

So amazing

Oh, in the moment

Of toil and lust did my heart near bust and tear with pain…

In a moment

When and where the last of advice’s did and do glare

In a moment

Where success and frustrations hinder all refrains

In a moment

In a moment

In a moment where love an folly …..know all the mighty

In a moment

The light of days

The dark of nights

The stinging- sirocco sand winds

Come to all with wealthy missed ends

Howl at the moon

Fight the scares that come from within

Hiding under basement stairs

For there it is

There it’ll be

The death of fear

And birth of liberty