THE HOUSE OF EMPTY DREAMS

 

We walk through the house

of empty rooms.

Each one furnished with

a different period from history.

A dining room that can seat

a hundred people.

A gourmet kitchen that sparkles

white with bare counters.

A crystal chandelier hangs above

the marble floor empty of dancers.

Our guide bids us a quick goodbye.

We are outside again, standing on the

stone and weeds of the driveway.

The house crumbles from the outside,

but inside, it’s ready to hold court.

For whom?

We don’t know.

But we will

Once we enter the deadly game.

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EVIL

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The house explodes.

It shatters from within

and topples to the sea.

No trace left behind

of its evil existence

or The Dead.

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THE LIGHT OR THE DARK

 

This is life.

The choice set before us.

The sun or the dark of night.

Optimism or pessimism.

Good or evil.

The darkness taunts us.

It’s too easy to succumb to it.

Fight the greedy devil.

The choice is yours to make.

TOO OFTEN

 

 

Too often, there are deaths.

Too often, there are murders.

Too often, we stop and stare.

Too often, people look away.

Sad, but true.

Human nature possesses an evil side,

which tempts us each day.

Its flipside offers us a way to achieve

purer thoughts and good deeds.

Which path will lead to a better world?

Too often, we make the wrong choice.

THE BEAST WITHIN

zodiacke: Beast by Klaus Wittmann

 

THE BEAST WITHIN

A beast lurks within us,

yearning to be free.

Tame the savage

or risk becoming one.

WALK ALONE

I walk alone at night

when the moon is full height.

The sky black as tar,

but I won’t walk far.

I search for the shadow

on a road so narrow.

I want to see who he’s become;

The Dead leader, the evil one.

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GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN

 

 

We are coming to a town near you.

We walk the nights.

When morning comes,

we’re gone but not forgotten.

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