The knight of a 1,000 arms

A fallen soldier & armour to bare,

Then screaming in violation for vengemce with inner smiles of joy

The word today has openly embraced a brand new toy

The knight of a thousand arms vent ploy;

Will suffer deep in silence of fragmented ideas in our head

Dull in hearing will wake up dead

A shoulder in which to cry on yet again some dead end;

Through a wild escape at large

It’s development on edge with the lie of the crowd

The night at the fair grounds in ivy demise

Children playing in vanquished streets never skip a single beat

Languished treasures with blanketed earthern wood;

The knight of the 1,000 arms;

A still silence fills its beckoning call to summon a waiting few.

Along the blanket path of the scenic torn ambiance of the ocean

Having a way of soothing the hardened human soul;

A stillness by a pier set in light abundance toward the desolation in plight…

To commonly recapture our youth in its timely perspective intact;

Some may seek solace in their path of death

Then to ever avoid entering into its fullest godly rest,

A castle built upon monuments amidst a plow intact.

With full view of a river amidst its saturated reaction fully intact;

The sanctioned tool of vice proned in meager circumstances,

The knight of a thousand arms;

An encouragement in the dark has now come into its fullest light.

We then plow the fields in marsh at night;

The knight of a thousand arms.

Many will walk through vacant shelled doors greased with mayo;

Too busy just to sit down to even eat a lousey potatoe!

For some, the heat of the sun has tainted their vision…

Was their something other in life I had been missing ?