WHAT I GOT!

 

After being innocent for so long,

you came and made me strong;

you were forever tied to me... the ride along. 

Little did I know was so fucken wrong!

 

Thought everything was making sense,

till I saw you jump the fence...

that’s when all got so tense;

how could I have been so dense.

 

Now I see I was not the only boy;

I was just a simple pleasure toy.

Evil was your angle – a destructive ploy;

you took me down like the walls of Troy.

 

Guess I deserve what I got.

 

Can’t cry for being brought to naught!

 

That is what I got!

 

My heart is still trapped in your thought.

 

Won’t deny how good you tasted...

that body so stripped and naked!

Not a single flavor I hated;

great was the savor of being related.

 

This is what I got!

 

Sarah, I never forgot.



THE WOMAN SOLDIER

 

As look at the Frontiers ahead of me; I realize they are prisons that won’t let me be.  No matter how much I fight, I know that I only have what I see... this WHITE WIZARD ensnares my soul, I cannot make a sobbing plea.

Disguising my appearance I have changed my names so many times; still THE DEVIL in charge sees through the attempted crimes.  There is no escape from this agonizing torture... once again I find myself trapped ... so sublime.

In the distance I see an old woman.  From afar she cries an unfamiliar name – my only expression is my everlasting shame.  From within the old woman I can feel that perpetual flame... this cry that can only be to me her claim.

I remember once there were three of us, but today I stand alone in this land of debauchery and lust.  Death here, is the only thing I know I can trust.  Many eons ago I had to compromise and adjust.  How can I return to this woman of old with a face of disgust?

In this land of waste and depravity I have found many friends.  The old woman yells my life with them will never make amends.  She warns that soon to her the darkness will bring an ends.  “Please” she says... “please let me die with my son saved... walking with Cleanse. 

Is this a dream or a haze?

My life is a scheme ... a daze!

Loudly I hear her scream... it’s a maze.

Tired I am of this world – this bullshit; call the WHITE WIZARD and condemn me to the pit.

She’s dying... only a whisper remains in her spirit.  Can’t she see I can’t break from him that is the Pivot?

Forgive me my old woman... for I have seen that you are the one, THE WOMAN SOLDIER; the only one that has carried me on her shoulder; forgive me... o great WOMAN SOLDIER.