Misunderstood

For all those involved in misunderstandings today!

Hey
Why do you mistake my passion
for fanaticism?
I really am just living, loving.
Can't we just live and love together?
It's okay that our interests are different.
We can share a knowledge
That each of us is sometimes
Passionate
We can live passionately
Living, loving in our own way!

Hey
Why is it you aren't listening?
You just see
What you want to see.
What you hear was in your head
And you didn't hear
What I really said.
But sometimes it's just simpler
To pretend
We are not speaking the same language
Just relax
And walk the extra miles
With sweat dripping down glistening backs
Muttering "mai pben rai"
And humming about things we cannot change.

Hey
Why are you so angry?
You are blinded by this mask of fear
For your fellow man.
You seem so liberal
Until you start spouting the things
That you saw on the TV
And quite honestly
I have to say you are brainwashed.
I love you dearly
But you can be frustrating
I present an alternative view
And you spew
More fire than a dragon.
And here I had been lighthearted in our conversation.
Why is it so personal?
Just let it be.
It's okay that we don't share all the same views.
And yet this was an issue I was not speaking about directly
But somehow you made it the center of our conversation.
I am sorry
I awoke the volcano
Stepped into the minefield.
And I'm sorry that you misunderstood.

Zen

I am here
Learning the art of zen
Trying to create that calm within myself

I'm finding only chaos
Like piano keys
Plucked at in a rapid melody
It seems chaotic
Not mathematic
But it turns out the universe
Is more synchronous
Than it first appears

I am like a porcelian doll
With a shattered face
I am seeing things through glass eye lenses
Never really part of the party
Only looking in
Never fitting in
I am too broken
But it is the dogma engrained in me
That doesn't let me free

My spirit cannot soar
My essence simmers over
Churns like a stormy sea
There is no illusion of calm
But I'm still here
Trying to create that stillness within
Wishing to open like a lotus blossom
To embody the art of zen.

of Wefan

Woven Wyrd
Is it our fate
That we must live by wæpons not wefta?
It strikes fear in the hearts of the weras
The power of potential within the wifmenn,
For frithuwebbes and freondship.

The wæponmenn wish not to admit
That they too are not immune to Wyrd's weavings.
We all are the thread, carefully in the web, woven
And no wers can cut the threads of fate.
We are all always becoming
Sweordplega only a pattern within the cloth.

Paint Me as Alice

You saw me for what I was
That damaged flower
Sullied soul
You with that crooked ginger Chesire grin
Blowing smoke rings like a blue caterpillar
You walked with me through the fields of the fallen
Indulged my wonderland
You with hat and carrot curls
A sort of innocence
Where innocence is lost
A surreal fantasy
But then that smile faded
As I turned away
Stepped through the looking glass
To face my jabberwock alone.

An Empire Collapses

How can I sleep when my world keeps crumbling
I've watched it happening since I was 11
That fateful day when the twin towers went tumbling
I watched my freedoms get lost in the rubble
And it keeps on happening, worsening, sickening
Never gets better, it seems
We fight false wars to keep people slaves to a system
One that is funded by greed
And I keep getting force-fed these lies
I didn't believe them back then
If you try to brainwash me
You'll have to to better
I've seen from the start through clear eyes
And I sing to myself "We Didn't Start the Fire"
And yet watch the fire still burn
I wonder how there can be so much ignorance still
Even when people lose everything

We're afraid to stand up for our rights
But there's no time like now to stand up and fight
You can say I'm from an ungrateful generation
But maybe we see the world clearer than ever
We have the courage to stand up and say
Don't feed me false hope,
I know I deserve better
And though it keeps sickening me
I see newsflashes
Independent sources crying out for justice
Don't coddle me anymore
I don't need your comforting
Don't need you to say anything
Until your actions show louder than words
That things will get better not worse

Don't strip me of freedoms and say I'm a heretic
Don't paint me a tyrant
When you created the conflict
Don't give us false media
Stop getting greedier
Think for once for the greater good
Don't take away freedoms
To hide all your shortcomings
Don't make us have war when we're at peace
Don't discriminate, don't lie to our face,
Don't discredit us for gender, race, sexuality

It's all lies
And I despise
The direction
We are headed in
Let's stop
Re-examine the facts
I want peace
I want love
And a government I can trust
I want freedoms
To share ideas
For being human
That's no bluff!


How can I sleep when my world keeps crumbling
I've watched it happening since I was 11
That fateful day when the twin towers went tumbling
I watched my freedoms get lost in the rubble
Okay, you made a mistake (we all do)
But just admit it, because hiding it is so much trouble!

If I were a Tree

If I were a tree

My roots would remain strong,

Even as the harsh winter

Blew upon me,

Even as my branches shuttered

Under icy shards of wicked wind,

Still my roots are deep

And my branches reach up for the sky.

And when this cold wind is no more,

My buds will open

To share my beauty with the world,

Delicate first leaves,

Magnificent pastel blossoms,

And when at last the harvest comes,

The fruits of my labours

Hang heavy on my branches.

Just a little water,

And a little sun.

With these strong roots

All life's trials

Cannot be too much to bear.

I'll extend more twigs into the air

And carry on.

Confused

Oh feed me to the sharks
This bone-crunching mayhem
Seems to stop where more starts
These tiny unpolished teeth
Creeping up inside of me
Tearing
Merciless and cool
Falling back
In agony
Sinking to the bottom of this pool

There is no beginning
And no end
It's circular and cyclical
There's always some more fuel

Blink, dizzily
What exactly is happening?
No one can tell the truth
No one is even there at all
All of this is some strange fantasy
Where all alone,
Left to wander, without home
Everything surreal
And yet the pain is real
But that is all.

I start to fall
The stars fade away
Above me
Try to grasp the ledge
But just brush air.

Vacant stare.
But falling is just floating
And there's really no directions.
Cannot hit the bottom
There's no up or down.

There is no beginning
And no end
What exactly is happening?
All of this is some strange fantasy.