shrouds
Ash licks my clothes, my hair, my skin
I am dead, and yet here I am living
This is man all his dark deeds
A creature that feeds and feeds
On fear, but I might survive
This hell, where hope is not alive
No strength to mourn
Another child still born
At night, I try to cry
Dam that flood, or you’ll die
In this graveyard scene
All wraiths spirits unclean
Touched by bitter hands
Clutched by Faustian plans
Deal in death and tragedy
Until comes my liberty
Then I’m sobbing, weeping
Finally resting, finally sleeping
And I am slumped over, falling
Hyenas are mockingly calling,
It's into the abyss, into the dark
Devoured by that great white shark
David Papa-Adams © 2012 all rights reserved
Prey Regress
Stale ideas
Vile victory
Fed Fears
Bile injury
Veiled tears
Utter infamy
Hate smears
Bleeding liberty
Death Sears
Bullied bigotry
Shadow nears
Mental mockery
Justice leers
Mounting misery
Carnal jeers
Mawkish memory
Thoughts obsessed
Militia military
So repressed
Can ability
Reduced undressed
False apogee
Vermin nest
Lit incendiary
Man Mess
Weak morality
Civil unrest
Callous calamity
Boiled fest
Year century
Without rest
Taught travesty
Won't confess
Life banality
Hope less
Dark profanity
Hard pressed
Pray fallacy
Failed test
Sting allergy
Cannibal zest
Mind atrophy
Whose behest
Evil canopy
No redress
Death finality
All distressed
Lack vitality
Viral pest
Greed Malady
Rebel unrest
End reality
Prey regress
World Catastrophe
What's next?
All's insanity
David Papa-Adams © 2011 All rights reserved
Shadows we shall be
I am a shadow beneath the sun
For which dusk had sordid come
To tell me that my day was done
Night was soon to overrun
Shadows are mindful wraiths
Creatures that a dreamer makes
Though such Dreams are but fakes
They cause in men fearful quakes
Who really knows their shadow?
It's as if a field's lying fallow
Wherein seeds germinate
That did lie in wait
To feast on cold despair
Grown from unnatural fare
So if you ever do implode
Think on what hate doth mould
As violent pasts oft betray
The victim who was the prey
When grown to full maturity?
Unleashed can be savagery
Remember how it's given birth
By crushing hope and self worth
It's cultivated from putrid hate
And if allowed rules future state
So here’s a warning to you all
If ever shadows come to call
Do not like Angels greatly fall
Beware if ever sun stand still
Earthly movement turn to nil
Or Shadow lands become real
For such ghouls cast by sun
Dance and play as if for fun
War on light till day is done
Creators of unnatural shapes
Hidden by gilded drapes
Acts governed by the fates
For darkness does devour all
Even time is held in thrall
A mute voice a silent call
Shadows oft come pestering
Burning raging festering
Vulgar base gesturing
A reminder of pasts long gone
When done was dreadful wrong
It was an evil they did prolong
Such dark memories do stain
They're part of some older pain
That people simply do not tame
Multiply hurt by corrective slime
For committing the smallest crime
Like stepping on a limpet mine
And you'll see you can't be free
Chained by aspects of memory
That remains in lost repository
Until called upon is a reckoning
That was an anger driven in
When plagued by another's sin
Hearts once repeatedly torn
Become empathy withdrawn
So that is what's truly born
Memories held in secrecy
Are some bruised lycanthropy
For this world imprisons the weak
The angered youth that cannot speak
They are devoured by vile shadows
Which wait like glass in the shallows
They linger for when time is ripe
To fill the void with fearful type
Triggered by hateful chimes
Insanity magnified many times
So will you ever learn the truth?
Of what becomes of burdened youth
Or hope never to wake and see
The dormant volcano that you be
David Papa-Adams © 2008 All rights reserved
Love will Never Die
I would ride the waves for you
Have you not the strength to see
Aspiring to reach such heights
To bring your love to me
I would forge a greater love
To drive away a greyer past
Not knowing whether heavens dove
Could bring about this love to last
Should there not be this peace
That beckons to an aged heart
Do not feel aggrieved or cease
In your search to play this part
For wondering minstrels oft sung
Their lonely serenade
When thoughts of love were done
They'd gently watched them fade
So do not be so tireless
When time goes a chasing
For loves eternal crest
We'll always be a facing
Though older men remonstrate
That love did pass them by
Let us guard against this fate
By saying love will never die
Love will never die my love
Love will never die
Let us guard against this fate
By saying love will never die
David Papa-Adams (C) 1998 All rights reserved
Spirit Ties
Do not tie me to a spirit unlike my own
Rather to amble wisp play with time
That most precious of commodities
Which scorns a single waste of breath
Don't tie me to a spirit unlike mine
Which damns reasoned thought
And if they say it's not a crime
To be in a mindless vision caught
The winds of fury would be blown
So much anger in a mild spirit grown
Rather I'd waist most precious Time
Than be tied to a spirit unlike mine
David Papa-Adams (C) 1991 all rights reserved
My
Distant Horizon
How distant is this horizon I look upon
I try to move close, yet there is no escape
For the depth between us only increases
The sun leaves a tortured bruised sky
Where this mortal soul dare not fly
For I am lost in this distant horizon
I would give a cry stolen by the wind
For my heart has no one to call upon
No one to hear the message sent
This barrier built on a foundation of fears
Crumbling through a tide of tears
They slowly envelop my distant horizon
This transient unseen breath calls upon
The echoing silence of a love long gone
David Papa-Adams (C) all rights reserved 1990
Hatism
I don't believe there's racism
But I do believe there's hatism
For those that say they are racist
Are more often than not hatist
They wear racism as a symbol
It's an antisocial protective thimble
Preventing them from racial harm
Which for them works like a charm
But should you call it what it is
They start to simmer, start to hiss
For no one thinks they're hate
Their minds are too weak
And their egos too great
So when you see national rallies
Just remember its hate that dallies
You see there's never been an ideal state
But there's always been the idea of hate
David Papa-Adams (C) all rights reserved 1998
To be Alone
To be alone is to be a stranger
To walk paths fraught with danger
There is no soaring as a bird
No comforting prose can be heard
There is no sound to make you sing
No open arms to welcome you in
And when I stand and watch the sea
There is no one that stands with me
Like the moon up in the sky
Watching stars pass me by
Waiting for that eternal night
Where the sun sheds no light
And if you to stood alone
Like a statue on your own
Watching others pass you by
Never learning how to fly
Perhaps you too would give a cry
Calling out though you know not why
Walking like a mythical creature
Raving like a fanatical preacher
And if at once we all stood their
To share someone's deep despair
Perhaps this picture would be framed
And loneliness would be shamed
For strangers march one by one
Never walking beneath the sun
Always standing in the shadows
Waiting for unhallowed gallows
And at the last it hinders me
The mirror and the sights I see
There's no escaping that dark place
Nor the look upon that face
And how that mask defends me
Defends the man I want to be
For in the end we're all alone
A single monument made of stone
But would you comfort me
Place flowers for all to see
Whisper words God can hear
Chase away pain, sorrow and fear
David Papa-Adams (C) all rights reserved 1998
Less and Less
Beauty
Hot stuff
Sexy beast
Bit of rough
Less and less
What they see
Less humane
Less like me
Bit of alright
Totty and spite
Babe, body
She's quite fit
Here we go
Another git
Porno
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