RMC

Forever is long and I’d complain.
Why do some want eternal things
to monument their ways just chains
confound any art eternally vain.

I’ve been amiss adrift and comply
to the red eyed demons in supply.
But I’ve never lusted like a demon
for skin to a degree where I’d lie.

It’s not as simple as most would say,
nor is it as bad as some do assume.
I’ve learned of life’s miracle end,
it exudes auroras to light the moon.

On islands I dream to cast out me, eternity I push front only to bleed.
The gossiping slander how are you?
You gash a sky blue for all to see.

Steady I’m ready for heavy concepts
that under duress test me at my best.
I’ve fallen and fallen again in sin
and have many to thank for my rest.

Dear Lord I thank you Father Time,
for making my steps comfort find
here now my father I stare down
my mother to say sorry I rewind time.

Now in the grips of passing ships
alone on the horizon I’ve seen
the passing of dear ones I’ve loved
and watched youth dance on pastures green.

Never has lust surpassed reason,
nor the grip of numb feelings
motivated cold and rotten seasons
that taint a stomach to leave it reeling.

Continued stress drives me to address
steady tunes that mock drive me
to see what before I didn’t see
that when the time comes I’ll be ready.

Who wants to watch the sun
explode as all around erode?
Why do some live like that?
Watching life simply corrode?

I want to live in joy in this moment
and keep at the helm above dirt.
Humbly I’ve wished for a caress
but not if I forsake those I don’t want hurt.

I will tell a story, to liars I lie,
that’s where on an island I lay, cry.
For vicious are those that hunt
but I learned what diverts the eye.

I’ve learned my bearing and a cross
stands on a hill in the past as Christ
led thieves and sinners to paradise,
he will understand my hurt and my vice.