What has happened to humankind?
Horror created by the collective evil mind.
They climb walls and cross a border
To enact terror against law and order.
Who attacks a music festival in farm fields,
While kidnaping babies as body shields?
The world can’t comprehend the bloodthirst
Nor explain the mind capable of this terror-thirst.
Our borders must be protected from the vicious horde,
Before the world succumbs to hatred across the board.
View of Mt. Fuji from Mt. Tenjo on a cloudy winter morning
DAY INTO NIGHT
Night into the day.
Day into night.
I’m swept away
As I hold tight.
The night numbs me,
Making me cold.
The days rush by
As I grow old.
I prefer day
When the sun shines.
The night is fey,
Dark through the pines.
Night into day.
Day into night.
Days become gray,
No strength to fight.
The moon reveals the best in us.
It reflects our inner thoughts and desires.
Some may howl at the moon,
while others are impelled to dance.
Dance until the sun rises.
Dance until your limbs grow tired.
Dance until you feel at peace.
At peace with the world.
Source:onezia
DON’T TOE THE LINE
A road that’s not taken
is a road forsaken.
Do not turn your face
from the hectic race.
Follow the bright lights
to achieve great heights.
Don’t hang your head in fear,
for your time is now here.
Take your place in the curving line
of others who won’t toe the line.
Rev up your engine and soar
with your foot pressed to the floor.
You have only one chance
in life to sing and dance.
Let this be your time
not to toe the line.
ANDERS KRISÁR
An open door waits for you.
Take a chance and walk right through.
Mist circles your frame.
Time to play the game.
The chess pieces wait.
Take care, you’re not late.
You rub your eyes in disbelief
as you sigh in happy relief.
This can’t be happening, you see.
I’m in bed as the sun breaks free.
A brand new day yawns wide and clear.
I’m safe and have nothing to fear.
Lights flicker through the trees.
Music floats in the still air.
Dare we join the party?
Figures twirl inside the glass walls.
The clock strikes midnight.
Time comes to a standstill.
THE DEAD GAME
The waves cascade to
the white-sanded beach.
Life is beautiful.
Until the night.
When the sun bows its head,
And the moon takes its place.
Dark waves pound the shore
with relentless fury.
And the night brings
The Dead Walking.
THE DEAD GAME
The waves are churning.
My face is burning.
They rise from the deep.
When all are fast asleep.
The Dead come ashore.
For me, they’ve come for.
There’s nowhere to run or hide.
I refuse to take their side.
The Dead will not win,
For they're dripping with sin.
THE DEAD GAME
Creepy, creepy, scary.
It can become hairy.
The house is haunted and dark.
I came on a simple lark.
But now that I’m here,
I’m frozen with fear.
A party is to be held for us all,
But to evil creatures, we might just fall.
Down to the basement, we go,
It is silly, even I know.
Saws are swinging up ahead,
Looking to chop off a head.
Traps fall from the low ceiling.
My wet feet have lost their feeling.
We are standing in a pool,
And I feel like a big fool.
We should have gone when we had a chance.
The creatures will make us sing and dance.
The Dead have a morbid sense of humor.
I should have listened to each rumor.
Goodbye to one and all.
Look!
I see the bouncing ball.
THE DEAD GAME
