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Through tears of painful burning A fog of pepper mists Swirling in the hot night Among cries of helplessness Blurred vision not returning To see the blue through darkness And quenching thirsty yearnings I learn to love the taste Of what was once a weapon Whose anger now erased ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Again I find myself among the mire Deep within the jungle as darkness settles Dampness thick in the air A lone man pedals Alarms sound wildly as I go Stench of garbage flows Dim lights glare Shadows long and ominous But for nothing there And grueling hatred follows A man who flees his past He slithers through a puddle Strewn with broken glass Focused on his ends Hoping on all hope To find the final glory Untie his binding rope ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Pushed aside unconsidered Kept in silence alone But for a word given And not allow me to speak I sit in quiet solitude Beaten down and weak For all I have to offer Disregarded for others driven I wait my turn in earnest Beneath this box I live in ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Pressing past my past
Envisioning what's to come To feel the new beauty And hope for it to last I see so many futures Yet I am troubled by the pain That comes from simple living In efforts yet to gain But beyond the many failures Come peace from up above And save us from our hateful lives With small tokens of love ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
I wander alone among the unknown Seeking the meaning of what is not shown Have I stumbled upon something anew Known by only a few unable to view Shall I summon a source literary dark horse Found purely by force on a twisted course Refer to the guide as I take this short ride Reveal this new side attempting to hide Needing this release I call the police Search for my peace hoping to cease Open the book to have a good look Wondering aloud Copse? ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Enter a world where Nothing is known And words thrown out meaningless For simplest of things Are best to describe Actions shown Leaving no doubt Not forced confusion Or subtle black ops Don't make me have to Call the copse ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
Waves of peace roll over The end of pain in sight An entrance to a new world Freedom from this fight A sea of life before me An ocean of hate behind At tunnels end I see my light I've searched but now I find ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS
To see what is ours But not to reach To hold fast the dreams We struggle with fate And hope it is kind Our youth we will teach Their peace we should find Erase all the hate Through the windows Of the mind. ©2009 LUTHER SPELLS