The Mission

The light had begun all those years ago, 

The mission started from the birth of time, 

The stars in the sky made to shine, they celebrate when dust became life, 

Thousands of years past, but eternity it lasts,

And now is the time to see the path. 

Sing songs of comfort, 

Sing songs of joy, 

For now is the time to seek, 

Knock on the door and ask for help, 

And take a little peek,

For once you see the treasure inside you'll be sure to change, 

Your life will rearrange from what is lost to what is gained, and in an instant your life will be reclaimed. 

As the planets turn on an axis, such a sublime yet simple thing, 

And the heat of the Sun burns bright as it rises and sets new life begins every day,

Every day we wrong, every day we fall, every day we rise again to see our life in front of us. 

The unverse is a gift to us all, a place we call home, 

The Earth the centre a special dwelling for man until we lose everything and gain it back again, finding a new place to rest our head, and slumber deep and sweet in our warm bed. 

The mission completes on the last page of the book, 

Frightening and deadly we long and fear to take a look, 

But read we must until we rust, and then we will rise for certain from this old Earth's crust. 

Gently does it when we are there, 

But hard is the journey if we let our friend down, so fear wrong and do only what's right, then and only then do we delight and marvel in the presents of a wonderous and mysterious feat, and we know then that the mission is complete!

Irrepressible

I'm a hurricane, I'm a lightning bolt, I'm a exploding volcano, I'm a revolution personified, you cannot contain me, you cannot box me in, you cannot label my life, I will never be what you want me to be or think I should be, I'll be what I want to be! 

I will not be restrained, 

I will not be controlled, 

I will not change my words, my actions or my thoughts for any man or anything!

Im a new horizon, I'm a blast of sunshine, a rising star, there's method in my madness, I can only but go far.

There's no cliché in me, I'm not a has been or was, I'm not over the hill or washed up. 

I'm fresh, I'm new, I'm ongoing development and ongoing progression,

I bear my cross with a smile on my face, with determination and a song of grace,

I'm poor as poor, but my inner being is richer than rich, 

There's no glitch in me, 

There's nothing wrong in me, 

If you see it, 

That's your problem, 

That's your fault, 

That's what's wrong with YOU. 

I'm my own law, my own rule, and  that's cool, 

It's cool to be different, 

To be unusual, 

To be strange, 

You may point the finger or gesticulate your hand my way, 

But, it's my way or no way! Understand?! 

Everybody has flaws and weaknesses, 

But some people dig deep and grind in life like a lion, and their heart roars with might, 

As to live in life is to fight and fight and FIGHT! 

I'm a giant, a monolith, but you'd never know, 

As my countenance is humble and my head is low, 

The greatest is the least, but the fire burns ferocious within the soul, 

To get to where I need to get, 

And your evil ways and the evil one himself will never stop me, 

I will never break my stride to get where I'm going, 

Your daggers will not kill me, 

Because I'm God made, 

God tells me what to do and how to live my life, 

God gave me the power, 

Gave me the power to be good, 

Gave me the power to be strong, 

Like an athlete I'll keep running and I'll keep rowing to get where I'm going, 

And nothing and nobody will stop me! 

Love and War

A Spartan battlefield, barron and stark, apart from a single spear embedded in the soil. 

No bird here, no finch, nor sparrow,

But shoots of Crocus so green, so pure, sprouting with beads of dew hanging on their very skin,

So small, so delicate. 

The freshest breeze blowing down on their hanging heads,

Time stands still. 

for a moment death returns and sadness envelopes them, 

A burst of warm sunlight from beyond distant murky clay hills

raises their heads bit by bit and the chitter chatter of Sparrows soon follows. 

The Greek elite were victorious, 

The enemy ignored their message of "IF" and threw an onslaught regardless,

Swiftly and powerfully the foe was destroyed, 

With violence and bloodshed

freedom was assured.

A pity. 

Though, 

the bloom of the Crocus and the Laconium Thyme was immenent, the purest of beauty and natural freedom. 

They threatened with "If we invade you we shall conquer you" 

The Spartans replied with a singular word "IF". 

The embedded spear was for not long alone, love from nature would surround it and in time prayer would overpower it. 

The Good Cause

Sharp as a blade, 

My words can break bones, 

Soft as a kitten,

But, twice shy once bitten,

The irrevocability of your actions,

Leads to God and man entwined,

And you will feel the bitter pain of the spiritually blind. 

Strength from within and sight from above,

The language of genius philosophy and the spoken words of love,

A cup of coffee or three and adrenaline driving through rippling muscles,

The actions of Zeus, a lightening bolt to your psyche, 

The mythical eliment is hear to confuse, but the reality of life is to grind and bruise,

To fight and hussle, when all give up, 

When they know the truth, they shut the fuck up, 

Or they pump up the evil and pretend it's you, 

But, morality and God work for the good few, 

And no matter what they say, 

You are defended by what's right, 

As evil never wins any ANY fight!

Evil is weak in every form, 

Cruelty, deception and charm, only do harm, 

It's like pride in Chess, 

If you care about winning too much, 

You will lose every time, 

Inside the game matters, 

Whereas if the game doesn't matter, but you play with love, 

You play with freedom and might from above, 

Win, lose or draw it doesn't matter,

But, life is not a game to play with with the mind of others, destroying their will power and their sanity, like a check mated King,

I have feelings, I'm not a toy or a thing. 

The genius of life is goodness.

This is the key,

If you see this in front of you your entire life,

You will see a man born not in great power, but in humility, 

The contradiction in life is greatness is small and meek, and has fragility, but is here to shuffle the pack, 

It is peaceful but with powerful words put in action, 

Walk the walk, not with a poker face, or a hidden hand, 

But, always have your hand revealed, 

As the truth is the strongest form of defence, 

It goes straight to your heart, 

Here you'll find what you truly need, 

Without lies, without hiding, without a mask, the task in life is to be who you are meant to be, 

Be yourself and be good, 

Pull up your pants and take off your hood, 

Be strong, don't be wrong, 

Fight and wage war for the good cause, 

And never EVER pause!