this city is burning

like wild fire
burning of ambition and hope
killing of its source of life
the aftermath leaves a legacy
like a red smoke hovering
hovering diectly above
as if watching waiting
for a glimps of hope
like a hateful beast waiting for its prey
to take the bait

catastrophy

so distructive
how could we take this
how could we call this "Good"
how is this how things work out
epidimic that swarm our hearts
swarm are minds
like the armies of the invisible
we are united for the cause
we come together dispite
the worlds between us
to fix and mend
what we once destroyied
something so horride
is now something Beautiful

The greatest actor of them all

when the sun rises
the curtains fall
ACT 1
the stage is set
the lines memorized
the routine all so familiar
so comfortable
protected by your safty net
ACT 2
expected and unavoidable
lies are eminant
they twist you and turn you
believe what they want
see what they want
ACT 3
observing closly
you see the flaws
but the story intrigues you
pulls you in
to busy to watch it fall apart
ACT 4
you feel the end
so predictible is the plot
but the actors keep you
on the edge of your seat
with the facade of a life time
ACT 5
the solution is revield
and the hero alive
things the same
they will never change
the routine is to good
THE END
the Curtains fall
and the actors bow
they know they just
gave the performance
of their LIFE
and the sun sets
they prepare for another day
just like the others
always on stage

Immune

My failures hang over head
My repentance freshly said
Yet on my own power
I walk along side this road
The road of the condemned
On and off I wonder
Upon fresh pavement
My feet have the scars
And the build up of tar

seasons

Come and go
Seen and sent
Winter, Spring,
Summer, Fall
Winter, Spring
Summer, Fall
Over and over
It never will change
Break the orbit
Break your ways
Break the habit
Make a change

Plausable

if only
when i looked at you
i saw your heart
is your beauty only skin deeps
to talk, a leap
a step i am unwilling to take
failure, suffering
a dime a dozen
what is it worth
can i make it
is it worth the risk
im not willing to take

the TRUTH

to the children and people in africa torn apart and devestated by war


this testimony
will leave you scared
the marks will forever
rest upon our soul,
the guilt of the world
rests on our shoulders
we forget the others
whos responsible
who is in charge here
do you know
if i did
i would want things to change
dont you think this war is strange
the children, the murder, the kidnappings
who are we, to brush it off
its no BIG deal

Dinosaur Heart

Take up a hand
And share in there pain
Easy the burdened heart
Call upon me
I will share in it
I will be there to give you rest
Your burden shall find rest on my back

What Will the Blind See

To rise up and be
A you the world can see
With purpose and love
You created me
This world is you canvas
Paint with me
A beautiful image
For the world to see
A loveing servant
I wish to be
Take away my face
Is this who I should be
When the world is looking
Is it you they will see
When I was created
Was this you plan for me
I give up my life
For your glory
For the world to see

Man Up

is the desert fountain odd
weak to the ocean
who over flows
does it long to share
or does it evan care
does the darkness fear the light
for it can be seen from afar
does it run or does it fight
does the light cry for the dark
does the light leave a mark
is brokness forign
to the whole, or even the holy
how quickly forgoten
would the holy break for the broken
and truely die for the dead