Wednesday, April 25, 2012

We Fled Fires

Where were you the day we fled
From the fires in our homes?

Melted dreams and smoky hope
Were all that our hearts could hold;
We sought you among the flames,
Called your name with growing pain.

Where were you the day we fled
From the fires that we made?

Tumbling walls and falling doors
Marked the hours, sung the score;
We stood by our shadows bright,
Keeping watch through bitter night.

Where were you the day we fled
From the fires in our sight?

Countless stars and looming trees
Hung above us, heard our pleas;
We bowed down to Nature’s wrath,
Chanting hymns as sadness passed.

Where were you the day we fled
From the fires of our pasts?

Morning rose with us aghast
By the glowing aftermath;
We set out from our burnt loams,
From the fires of our homes.

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Run, Brother, Run

Brother, can you see
Where the wind has set us down?
Hold fast to what you have,
Gather what you brought to town.

Brother, did you know
We would ever come this far?
Look back down that road, friend,
Heed the rhythm of your heart.

Let your love take you back to
The land our fathers had;
Let your soul take hold of hope
Wielded by their weathered hands.

Brother, won’t you go
Before the storm returns?
Take that step and walk
Away—don’t look back when it hurts.

Brother can you see
Where the winds have set us down?
Gather what you have, and
Run, brother, run.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

We Are Safe

I remember what you said when
The dark swept us away:
“Hold on tight, don’t lose your mind;
We will pass through this night.”

Your words hung softly on my heart,
They calmed my trembling hands:
“Hold on tight, don’t lose your mind;
We’ll make it through this night.”

I remember what you said when
The tide took us afar:
“Come close, son, for now we wait;
We’ll close our eyes and pray.”

Your voice rang out over the waves,
It soothed my seasick soul:
“Hold on tight, don’t lose your mind;
We’ll make it through this night.”

I remember what you said when
The Sun sent us a kiss:
“Open your eyes, the Moon is gone;
We made it through the night.”

You Lost My Ear

Speak to me in silence,
Shower me with sentiments;
Touch me with a single glance,
I won’t listen to a word you say.

I have heard your words,
They are all the same;
I have felt your love,
It is an ugly game.

I have tasted drops of your treachery,
I have stood frozen stiff within its grasp;
I have smelled the scent of your avarice,
It has lingered on from within your past.

Speak to me in silence,
Shower me with sentiments;
Touch me with a single glance,
I won’t hear what you have to say.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Valleys and Depths

Bury your resentment in your chest;
Hide the anger deep within
Your valleys and your depths.

The fruit we find fallen upon our floors
Are remnants of the faults exchanged
At the thresholds of our front doors.
We banish to our basement walls
The ghosts of those we once adored.

Your wounded eyes are blinded by regret;
Resentment casts a shadow
On the past you’d soon forget;
Only Time will whisper what will come
Of anger and reluctance left unchecked.

Hold on all you want to ropes
Springing out from days long gone;
Cling to strings you dragged out from
The front lines of battles never won.

Bury your resentment in your chest;
Hide the anger deep within
Your valleys and your depths.

There is freedom from this form
Of denial that has left you torn;
The faults of those who trod before our time
Are not meant to become your downfall or mine.

Release the resentment in your chest;
Shed light on the abyss within
Your valleys and your depths.