Forged in the heats
Of the fire
Burning in bright
Orange yellow blue
All the way back
To forgiveness for you
In moments of strength
And hope
There is one thing I know
That a forged life is the path
We have to create
For ourselves
Forged in the heats
Of the fire
Burning in bright
Orange yellow blue
All the way back
To forgiveness for you
In moments of strength
And hope
There is one thing I know
That a forged life is the path
We have to create
For ourselves
My copper heart
Was shining in the light
Of the afternoon
Sun
Beaming with
What had just begun
Life in all of it’s glory
Lived through the eyes
Of a young man
Growing up
Inside the lines
Is this the venom
That is shot
At the time of
Attack
When hope is low
The words of despair
Are the ones that
Are thrown
Running from the norms
That hold us
To the forms
That we have to become
So a bandit
Runs free
From the weight
Of a looming
Society
I walked away
Without a word
Said
No thoughts taken
Or given
The abjure
Of the world
Around me
Feels like the
Only choice
I have
Take away the keeper
And send in the viceroy
For if the king is too far
Away
The vice will come to play
In these moments
Of distraction and
Disorder
We order
A hope from another
King
Very
Far
Away
A one time shot
Is all we’ve got
To live a life
With a changing landscape
For dreams
And realities
And all these things
We return to the idea
Of what makes us smile
Today
And tomorrow
I could care less
In my heedless
Mind
Of what the world
Is coming to
In time
For now I just rejoice
In a moment
Alive
And hopeful
For tomorrow
On a summers day
Blithe
With the orange
Sun
And the folding waves
On the wide open
Waters
Of Lake Michigan
Strawberries in a
Farmers Market
Make a fresh repose
To this life we live
Is there a higher calling
Than always falling
To the bottle
That binds
Us closer to our grave
In moments of weakness
I hope
And send hope
To others
Who turn to this everyday
So the drunk existence goes
As we all know
Quietly
Away