Without Pause

As tonight is my morning I shall sing a spelling hex onto those whose souls sprout oddities from their tongues. Quicken shovels that had ravaged the blood moon hit dirt by my hands gripped unto them times three as morning is my high noon. Never bargained with a silent slasher armed with badge and gun yet my sight beckons to end the stall of justice no one has yet to have been able to hold so close to the chest like ones first born breathing, catching ones first breath.Then high noon is my night and in it I balance my feet and fight with fist wrapped in sweet fruit for those to get a whiff of the kind of me that is coming fiercely to own something, so that I may give for free to all my brethren and that's the wisdom to know our freedom is stepping forward freely without pause, without pause... without

Unity Above All Else

Ascendant Of Human Being

My hand was grabbed, but I wasn't ready to go.
Shackles attached themselves to my ankles attempting to drag me away, but I wasn't ready to go.
Forceful winds came at me in an uproar, but I wasn't ready to go.
Shiny Sharpe steel came plunging into me while I slept, but I wasn't ready to go.
Frantic unsure memories sought to destroy me, but I wasn't ready to go.
Unwavering nightmares refused to let me wake, the dark void of loneliness crept in, silence befell those around me, fire infused my skin and I buried my hands in sand to release the pain that I could only feel, still I wasn't ready to go.

I am never willing to let go. I am forever flying. I am eternally alive.

Unity Above All Else

Spots

There's a spot on my brain where grass grows. There's a spot on the Earth where my body was birthed. There's a spot on the other side of the veil where my spirit lifts weights. There's a spot on my heart where my Ego aches. There's many holes on the Moon being filled by my tears which vex the Sun that glow in my eyes but are shutting from seeing too many spots.

Unity Above All Else