An Afterthought.

I realize that for some people, raised largely in the recent era of the hyphenated, truncated sound byte and info blurb; that extended reading is perhaps difficult for you.

You have grown up in a time where information is condensed, summarized and streamlined to the point to where much relevant thought is lost and falls by the way side.

For those of you, all I can do is tell you that I am sorry for your loss. While not everyone reads or writes at the same level, it was once a mark of adulthood to have the ability to focus for longer periods of time and to invest some effort into thought and study. It is NOT my fault, that the world has changed and that you have allowed this change to affect your life.

I do hope however, that you do learn to focus, to pay attention and to invest yourself into your life and into your learning potential and ability.

WOLF

Tryst of Truth

Therein lies the very heart of all those tragic woes

Whereby sparks the start of whatever evil grows

Know ye that the lying tongue, oft destroys the truth.

Gone the simple trust that was once the grace of youth.

 

Whence the wonder on ones face upon the shadow fall

Whimsy cast upon your fate within your hidden all.

So far upon your yesterday cross branded on your lips.

Cursed to suffer silently within your shallow rift.

 

When the trust that one claims dear from self turns away.

Upon your heart the leaden fear grows slow into dismay.

Dishonor follows languidly as within your bed ye lay

Paths of falsehood lay within to grip you in its maze.

 

Wander not so idly why your trusts so hard to give.

When in kind you cross the line within white lies you live.

Small falsities lead to a road with a never ending twist.

When within you lay’s the truth in long forgotten tryst.

 

Copyright2008banfiadh

 

Mothers Plea

Can you hear my lost children, through the noise of your machines?

Do you see what you are doing as the world around you screams?

The cancer of your avarice has spread throughout my spirit.

It’s reflected in your bodies as diseases take your dearest.

You think you can deny me and it’s your death that’s truly near.

Don’t you realize wayward children that I’m not what you should fear?

Yet you seek to see yourself apart from the flesh that gives you life

And think quite mistakenly that you’re beyond the cost of strife.

Mounds of Stone hacked from my flesh in which you hide your eyes

You Mother ground beneath you yet you seek the sky for lies.

You pillage from my body sustenance for souls desires

And you burn my fragile skin with chemically wrought fire

You’ve tapped the blood stream deep within and smiled on the way

Still you seek to consume it all with no thought to repay.

Life reflects in cycles round, through which your spirit flows

Yet you’ve turned away from things of which you need to know.

Turned your face away from me though a few still hold the keys

I wait for you to return to me on green skirted weary knees

Invented Gods supplant me though all things have I provided

Upon a world of decaying hate your civilization stands divided

You quibble like lost children over morsels or tawdry bits of skin

In blind greed you destroy the home I am, this is your greatest sin.

All things I’ve set before you although your priest’s deny

To think that one who never hears loves you, simply makes me sigh

Yet will you heed the warnings loud now that Ire is born

Will you understand the words, that drive the coming storm

Without me my lost children, no life you’d ever had.

I care not what you call my Lord but your Mothers getting mad.

So please my children heed me and turn from your wicked ways.

The life you think you thought you’d built has reached its final days.

Yet there are still those few among you who seek a better way

Turn away from your greed and let your hearts come out to play

Banfiadh – copywright 2007

Freedom.

It is not something that can be given, yet can easily be taken away.

It is something that can not be forced upon another, or it becomes a form of slavery.

Freedom does not grow from handing control over your life to another. It can crumble in an idle moment of laziness.

While Freedom may be a basic ‘Human Right”, it belongs only to those responsible enough to ensure it’s longevity.

Freedom can not be defined for another person, but must be mutually respected.