Questions During Disaster

What is the bitterness
that our human souls imbibe
causing grief and anger
in the wrong place, at the wrong times

What is all this hatred
that somehow we can't see
Before we turn to violence, stop
and ask the question who are we

Political Nature

"The spots on the wall are moving,"
said the elephant man to the donkey boy.
The two animals looked together
and noticed a spot society.

Being the socialites they were,
they decided to play god.
The donkey boy apreciated individuality
while the elephant man squashed a few.

As the donkey boy learned
about the spots on the wall,
the elephant man got drunk off the power
and the exhausting activities put both to sleep.

In the morning the spots had run rampant
and multiplied at an exponential rate.
They became too many for even these gods
said the donkey boy, "what did you create?"

The new gods soon found
that the spots brought disease and famine
and infection spread to elephant and donkey
as well as the spots on the wall.

The elephant man did not show interest
because the spots fueled his hunger
for power and control.
This lead to war.

The donkey boy was more involved
but super involvement lead to
destitute and depravity.
War and poverty Raged in their small room-

at the edge of time and dimension.
the ultimate animals in both elephant and donkey
became the inheritors of the world
when the spots and men were gone.

Past Life dreams in current time.

Where are you my gentle child?
Where are you my lost one?
memories of another life-
say, "seek you 'fore this one's done."

And yet in dreams I've found you
where my heart has felt complete-
but every day I wake to nothing
oh! the empty mornings I greet...

Who is this thought that comes with silence
in between my wake and sleep-
this agony burning with so much violence
knocks me out, into dreams I retreat.

one day I'll wake and know truth
of what might have came of an early ended youth
these dreams and pictures of a child lost
my re-occurring nightmare, my holocaust.

And every night I hear your screams
in a former life I've seen in my dreams.

Least Expected

The darkness descends
like a curtain at the end-
and god damns the hour
enough to turn mother's milk sour.

babies cry
and people die
and day comes again-
the sun brings the flames.

At night the soul burns blue
in black darkness true
do not deny the brutal end
when his immortal darkness descends-

and you pray to god in vain
if he exists, he's insane
look at the world you call home
each mother's child dies alone-

and the tailor fits your suit
as you get old and die in youth
I can claim no greater truth
than he hates each and every one of you.

As you sing your mortal song
you couldn't be more wrong
but I must lay me down instead
comfortable in my bed-

till I'm at the end, the total sum
is when the darkness comes.

Multiple Mistakes

I watched the damned go walking by-
their sweet lament enjoyed;
and I, and I, and I, and I,
began to get annoyed.

Said I, when I knew them all as me,
"These visions should retire,"
their viciousness becoming apparent
when I could no more be the liar.

Oh devil as you’re roaming hell
you've come to haunt my dreams as well?
I saw them, but fade the lie,
and you showed me, that "them," was I.

No longer laughing I lament
and another, I avoid-
watches we damned go walking by
our sweet lament enjoyed.

BE

By Dylan Paul

Be strange, be strong
offbeat but never wrong
be brief and be long
tell the truth despite the throng.

Be innocent and be brave
as always seize the day
my child, I can wish you no more
than to enjoy and learn through play.

be happy and be free
the best part is you can be.

Wrath of God

Shadows arising from memory and soul
inhibitions are slowing as memories go
toxins and violence are breaking my brain
everything's pointless, 'cause everythings the same

Travesties mounting in total in my brain
thoughts of destruction agaiiiiin!

I don't wanna be the hero

I don't wanna share the burden of fighting
for you
I don't wanna see the distance
and know that you'll never be there
and if you could, you'd see I don't care.

I can never feel your feelings
I can only read the pain in your eyes
I will only feel the passion at night
and in any case I walk towards the light

light my cigarette and memories all fade
through destruction I'll never feel the paaain!

I don't wanna be the hero

I don't wanna share the burden of fighting
for you
I don't wanna see the distance
and know that you'll never be there
and if you could, you'd see I don't care.

I will never be the night on the white horse
I will never try to forget our choice
there is always some destruction in life
fight for what is wrong and you'd make it right

I am crushing the terrorists now
in my head is where they all abound and

I don't wanna be the hero

I don't wanna share the burden of fighting
for you
I don't wanna see the distance
and know that you'll never be there
and if you could, you'd see I don't care.

I'm forgetting all our passions
waiting for some all powerful god
I will never be your bastion
and I think that you won't wait for me.

I am growing in immortal indifference
and I'll forever be waiting for youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

I don't wanna be the hero

I don't wanna share the burden of fighting
for you
I don't wanna see the distance
and know that you'll never be there
and if you could, you'd see I don't care.

In the twighlight of our special days
I have seen you change so many ways
growing older I've seen I don't care
what's a hero when he never is there?

I can't reach this height again
so for instance we'll always be friends

I don't wanna be the hero

I don't wanna share the burden of fighting
for you
I don't wanna see the distance
and know that you'll never be there
and if you could, you'd see I don't care.

And in the end it was always all done
I always knew that you were never the one...