Your were gon tomorrow from today.
With a prayer I hoped to stay,
And watch the entertainment for a while
Nailed up here to my pride.
One law to rule them all,
From your rule I'll try and hide.
Un-order in the order,
A fracture in the flaw.
I have an image of the lost thing,
Of were this importance
Lay down in the grass and bled.
Perhaps if I work hard
The fairies will bring it in instead
Of this knot twisting inside of me,
Like a snake eating up its second head . . .

To live a lawless life,
One must have immense self- discipline.
To abide by the law,
Will mean you won't fall.
An easy rout out
With no shadow of doubt,
Any fool can do as their told
But can you give the orders?
Have you the skill to take control
Of your own life.
I will always despise drones.
No double standards here,
Even if it means I stand alone . . .

Watch as the puppets dance
Obediently kept in a trance,
A necessary tool
For the creation of a new world.
Stood in the centre of this trip.
Its my right to choose it,
But which one is my door?
I'll pick the one with the note that reads,
"Why do you think their truths not laws"

What have I don this time?
It looks as if I'll brake this rhyme
With the wrong sort of totalitarian tolerance,
By the insolence I fined in your overbearing
Need to infuse yourself with ignorance.
A dagger in the dark,
Is worth a thousand swords at dawn.
The master puppeteer,
With the powerful leader as his pawn!
No clues left,
As to who committed the theft.
Robbed the target of their life.
On Thoths boat set adrift,
Into the oblivion of the weak.
As we all stand to it turned,
It took me by the hand,
I placed my fingers in the wound.
Always in contact with this heretic,
In the ripples I see his face.
Who would have thort it would come to this . . .

No scream from covered lips.

A soundless way to end blind righteous bliss.

Goodness smothered in its sleep.

As dawn loving blasphemers fall down and weep!

One must always remember,
Some times the strong
Can be the weakest of them all.
Real strength is noticing,
When the mighty need to fall . . .

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Chronos, in the year 322 AF.