Daniel Richards Poems

High above the land tonight, consciousness hangs motionless in stagnant flight,
And deep beneath its learned wings sits the pride of foolish beings, with only the knowledge of disguise and deceits; they brace the ignorance of their kings and follow blindly into the nights of barren waste lands that once held life, and on the kings words the desperately cleave, without the inheritance of self belief.

Not one king or one of the regal prophet men, show the way but yet still walk and talk across the land as if heavenly sent to deliver the words of the divine plan, invoking the words of god from their books with blood on their hands, with every word they speak toxic aromas are hung in the air, thrown forward by the poison tongued doctrinaire. Too question what is said is to question the word of god and punished by death, by the doctrines own word they said!
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Who Was It?

He gave us music,
He gave us life
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Rain falling on your soul, with
Your heart on the line
Nothing good ever comes easy
You have to have something to believe in
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Tonight I lay silently awake in the stillness of drenching moonlight,
Arching rays beam through my window, shards of silver fragment
Upon every surface it falls,
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Like the hands on a clock, the tightening bands of a wrist watch
We feel and hear the ticking, clicking of dull days wash away
As we lay around or kicking the ground
Waiting for a something or a, someone to show us the way
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Empty, empty man,
Empty, empty hands
Empty, empty promised lands
Ha ha charade you are
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Can you see what I see…?
The turning away from the tears
Just because they are others and not we
There suffering is plain to see
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Light whispers past me,
Shooting to the distance with no turning back
The ground falls from below,
Falling to a shadowy enveloping shroud
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Do you think you can tell a
Simple story from the ink on the page,
Can you Decipher hell from a
Life lived through the age
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Underneath the tress, underneath the sky
We are here tonight,
Underneath the moon, underneath the stars
We find paradise
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