Friday, May 05, 2006

MadameBastet-firing-neurons

MadameBastet-firing-neurons
Hello goodnight I have just come to say goodbye
I saw your father...he waved to me;
he said he fought
the good fight... but the end was nigh.

We are not ghosts nor angels nor demons so awful and dread
We haunt not your thoughts
but your hearts and your souls
and your living dread.

We come not in peace
but we do not declare war
we sneak in all hours through cracks in your spirit
not panes of windows or screened-in doors.

We whisper the words from the script that you wrote
We strangle the language and murder the hope
We snuff out the light and tighten the rope
We pull the cold trigger and let the sharp blade slide in
And we laugh at your prayers for blind, numb redemption.

Hello goodbye the cool night has arrived
and in darkness or light the losses are tallied
We shall overcome is the cry!
but the tears have another destination
another protest another road, another march, another rally.

Markers of time lost and not ever to be found again
Soaking the night with the bitter salt of what might've been.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

MadameBastet-firing-neurons

MadameBastet-firing-neurons
Do you want peace
or righteousness?
The young will always seek truth
While the aged know
it was there all the time.

Do you want war
whilst you wave the white flag
Only the naive believe
there's a line between love and hate

Do you want to be master and commander
or slave to every wayward neuron firing across
the landscape of your brain

Do you want to find solace in understanding
that the answers will not come
no matter how many time the questions are asked
screamed into the uncaring universe
again and again?