the good witch
the scarey bitch
the matriarch
of dreams
her bare feet
planted firmly
on the firtle land
of blood and sacrifice
she is sought by those
in need of a cure
and hunted by those
running on blind fear
she lives in human years
and her body
is subject to
human fraility
she seeks niether pitty
nor acceptance
and she fears only
the ignorance
of the cross
by martin
she sings a lulliby
as gentle waves
caress her shoreline
and moonlight dances
with the blood
and treasure
of a failed nation
she lets the sound
of the waves
now toxic
with the urine of man
provide the rythem
for a song
that only she can hear
she knows
the end is near
and soon
she will crumble
as did
the towers before her
into the abyss
she sings her song
in silence
and sorrow
while red and blue rats
consume her dream
and a blinding white light
will bring with it ...
... the end
by martin
when you bite the apple
from the magic tree
your mind will fill with knowlage
the serpant said to me
he seemed so warm and friendly
i trusted his advice
i disobeyed my father
without ever thinking twice
i bit into the apple
my mind was filled with glee
i looked up to thank the serpant
but he had left the tree
the tree began to wither
my mind sensed it's first fear
the clouds began to gather
winters time was near
i called out to my father
he would understand
he had a pointed finger
extended from his hand
it pointed to the future
where someday we would fly
buy ourselfs a cell phone
and learn to tell a lie
i looked down at the apple
rotting in my hand
i didn't want to be alone
i called out to the man
"hey adam, help me finish this before it goes bad"
the serpent smiles ..........
as the father shuts down paradise
forever.
by martin
it's raining on valentines day
not that wet stuff that falls from the sky
no, this rain is falling from the clouds
that surround my heart
blocking out warm rays of sunlight
from thawing out my stubborn heart
frozen from years of neglect ... and regret
i pray the rain will wash away
the things said ... and not said
that have built this wall between us
over the years
and give me a chance to let you know
that i've always loved you
and i always will
it seems that when we are cruel to others
we are also being cruel to ourselfs
for sometimes it's just too late
and all the love in the world won't stop this rain
that's now dripping down my cheek
one drop at a time
as i sit alone in the dark ... on valentines day
by martin
I hate it when I'm angry.
I hate it when I'm blue.
It seems to always be that way,
when I think of you.
There must have been some good times,
or were they always bad ?
I liked the time we spent in bed,
but now I'm always sad.
I'm still a little mixed-up
about what I'll need to do.
To live life for tomorrow,
and live it without you.
by martin
sheep and ministers
drink from the same cup
of sin and blood
that once refreshed
the son of man.
all are greedy
for their share
of salvation.
they don't realize
that the cup
contains cheap wine,
and that the son of man
absorbed their sins
as he was being betrayed
before his fathers eyes.
you can drink,
but can you read ?
you can ask,
but can you receive ?
you can pose,
but do you believe ?
it's easy to look good
in the eyes of greedy sheep
and narrow clergy.
that's why the prince calls them cattle
and feast at will
on the fear and uncertanty
they carry from the cup.
want a cracker to go with that ?
by martin
sing for me
my brother,
show me
what you've got.
with my
expertise in talent,
you'll surely
get a shot.
you feel that
you can trust me,
that's why
i don't get caught.
while deep inside
i hate you,
i tighten-up
the knot.
i toss you
in the river,
and then
the traffic stop.
the lie detector
tells them,
that truthfull
i am not.
a prison cell
awaits me,
it's there
that i will rot.
i should be
out there killing,
damn that
rookie cop.
by martin
jump ... for my love ... jump in
with your freddie smile
sisters love
urban style
simple glamor
with energy and flair
tell me june
who lives in there ?
behind the lights
when you're alone
so many miles
away from home
everybody sees
what they want to see
but we have something in common
you and me
i respect your life
and i understand
what only we
can understand
thanks june
as long as you are in my memories
i'll never be alone
rest in peace
by martin
i hear the snap
within my brain
i'm on the tracks
but where's the train
to take me to my home
the trap you set
to capture me
will never work
so set me free
then please leave me alone
i'ld rather die
than play your game
i'm in the light
i see the train
that's here to take me home
by martin
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