Twilight premature

Is it the ones who own the riches
we, the commoners, drool at the thought of
do not value these at all?
or
Is it the supreme gifts of life are
careless, clumsy lizards
which always hop on poor heads?
or
is it that this cruel monster called life
is only used to having the time of its life
being unjust?

or is it that time
has no time to waste on
brats like me and it is so that
I permanently end up finding myself without it
or even more tragically
out of it
and missing the far away

Upside down

It's as if there were plains down in hell
It's as if Heaven had things to sell

I've been trying to forget who you are
I've been struggling not to look at your star
They said
that if you could not hear my song
you won't stand tall against it for so long

But throughout all this time
my heart
has been telling you ok
has been saying all right
has been asking you to fight
has been begging you to stay

so how come...
how on earth can my yes stand in our way???

New Year's Eve

scatter last year into glances
as a world war radio awaken in the future would
make the loud sound of this world ending burst
take my hand and
as you feel the Grand Canyon and all seas
being swept away
just close your eyes and listen

Truth be told

I mean... no, listen... you know that
in our society
youth out rates old
tall out rates short
beautiful out rates smart
so...
mine???
by mistake maybe
borrowed
for a while
or due to lack of anything else to do
This is a man of his own church
his own faith and belief
To be dared with a stick
be indicated where to hop on the
stretched strings and
when to wave a paw to the crowd
jump through burning circles and
stand on two legs
without a single roar...
this man is the beast of his circus
the, I tell you, the!
The One!

beautiful and blind
an ought to
no harm to the world
just sorrow

but what about the ancient call inside of you?