Grace’s Hold

Abstain from strength 

and conquer all,

But let no one touch your heart,

For castles fall 

and nations as well, but none more destructive

than the human soul.

Men breed beast,

some times from their own species,

to eat and maul the weak,

But the weak cannot be beat,

For no wages hold them tied,

 and no ransoms hold them high.

Life can be no lower

for those who do low

by doing deeds that reap heavy seeds.

Life of the low

relieves us of pride

but men like to stride

and you cannot hide pride.

Sow those seeds

watch them deliver evil beings

And then you nurture things

that do not think when it makes you bleed

nor will it weep,

but surely gnash its teeth.

But loving these will introduce you to the unforgiving street

and the street is dark

and darkness rules where rules recede.

If you find a man with sight

he will see more than the steps in his stride

he will see the outcome of life and death

today it is called common sense.

Death is under our skin.

Death comes when you mention his name

and comes even faster when you do not. 

Hide n go seek

and if you find life 

it may let you in but never lets you stay.

Death is always open 

but does not fulfill dreams.

Screaming is easy if no one is around.

Dreaming is creepy if your not asleep

and your eyes are wide open manifesting sheep.

Sheep jumping on clouds,

and they are black and loud.

The thunder pours down

the lightning strikes wooden ships

already sinking in the sea of thought

and just a spark

could start a fire. 

A pilot light

Could start a riot

if the spark lights the gasoline.

No more better fuel than that which pushes you.

Gasoline can ignite itself.

Words from a mouth

can start new life.

Love and lie,

 but Death is the price.

And that is life

So let Grace hold you in her embrace

smile and stare upon your face.

Light beams like arms of the sun

Grace’s embrace is to easy to fall from

to hard to return to.h

So if you find yourself in her place

hide underneath the shelves.

Love her so that she never wants you to go.

Appreciate her presence 

and be more grateful for her than for air you breathe.

In her house your forever safe

from the monsters in the trees

just outside her gates.

On her table is a meal so grand

it feeds even when you do not eat.

No fire is necessary

for her love creates warmth.

Grace’s hold is a lover’s grasp

a treasure chest’s clasp.

The loss of her embrace

will leave you forever searching for it once more.

And life will never be the same