Broken Barbie Doll

Faceless Nameless
Does anyone even care
I am just another of the forgotten
Abandoned in a world with out hope
A broken Barbie doll
On a dirty street corner

Yes there were dreams
Once upon a time
Laughter came easily
When my face belonged to me
Before my soul was cracked
My heart broken and step on

The mirror is repellent now
The monster staring back is me
Used abused it no longer matters
Broken I am lost to the world
All that remains a series of masks
My armor to shield me from the pain


© kismet 2009

Justify

At the end of the road lays two gates
Justify your life said the gatekeeper
Justify I ask?
Do you not know the meaning
Absolve
Acquit
Advocate
Justify yourself or you may not pass

Down into my past I travel
Looking for something to vindicate my life
All I see is the darkness a morass of emotions
How my countenance remained steady I do not know
What words could validate let alone exonerate
A life spent being the center of the universe
Selfish egotistical self-seeking
Thinking further back maybe there is something?

A glimmer of a memory
A boy on crutches for all his life
Made fun of by cruel children
Except one
As I walked the halls of school
A bully pushed the boy down, his books flying
Everyone laughed
Except one
Walking through the crowd I shouted at them
Picking up his books and helping him from the floor
For that I was jeered but I cared not

Would this be enough to get me through a gate
Then I pause, there are two openings
Which way do I want to go
Well I take my chance it is all I have
I speak the words and wait

The gatekeeper says that is not enough to justify
As I begin to wonder what next he adds
It is enough however to save you from that gate
He points to one which suddenly says
Hell One Way Traffic Only
Yet not enough for the other gate marked
Heaven, Angel Crossing
Then what am I to do I ask in despair
Do? The gatekeeper says
You are to go back and live
Until one of these gates will open for you.



© kismet 2009

Lullaby For a Warrior

Lullaby For a Warrior

Rest old warrior
Let your spirit fly
Your ancestors await
The fighting's done
Sleep now wise one

Sing the song of peace
Let your enemies lie
The world in time has passed
Our paths no longer cross
Their gain our sad loss

Lay across your burial bed
Strong man always true
I have shorn my hair
Stood tall before the oncoming gale
Danced the Ghost Walker's Trail

So take your repose hero man
My lullaby continues until sunset
Your wisdom remains behind
Reminding us we are a proud nation
Bringing back thoughts of creation



© kismet 2009