Chains

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Enjoy your freedom sweet crow;
Enjoy its blessings and grace;
The freedom to soar above the flow;
The freedom to reach her place;
Sing as loud as you can sing;
Land wherever you see fit;
May the only burdens be your wing;
And where your sights may set;
Celebrate your life dear friend;
Never live a lie;
All strife comes to an end;
So will you and I;
Honor your granted freedom and set your wings free;
Live for those born in chains those like the likes of me.
©FAT 2016

Love is

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Love knows no common sense;
Love is the absence of judgment;
It comes at a great expense;
And goes without a reimbursement;

Love is blind and knows no beauty
An unconditional giving that defies all laws;
Love is neither a quest nor a mandated duty;
Love is unfit for those who expect applause;

A strength that moves the greatest boulders;
A sober tongue, a heart that hears and feels;
A kind forgiving eye of a beholder;
A unity unafraid of what fate might reels;
It is’ living’, living rich in dreams and hope;
Shame my realization only came at the end of my rope.
©FAT 2016

Possession

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The enemy you see in me;
Will never falter or surrender;
And unless you set me free;
For a life time I’ll linger;

I will plot I will conspire;
Until I take it all;
I’ll live with only one desire;
To take back my soul;

I allowed you to be my reality;
I became the voice of doubt;
Now I am on the edge of insanity;
Broken and trapped without;

My plot began;
And soon you shall resign;
Enjoy it while you can;
Enjoy this vessel of mine;

Poison me with fear, drugs or liquor;
Do as you wish and will;
Lay cuts on my arms or do whatever;
You will never break my will;

Cast my beloveds afar;
Scar my face with tears;
Those who’ll know who you are;
Will help me conquer my fears;

With time I’ll emerge victorious;
With time this vessel will heal;
And on a day so divine and glorious;
My heart will start to feel;

And if death one day call;
Before I reinstate my soul;
In laughter I will turn and roll;
And I’ll smile as I watch you fall;

Poison me with fear, drugs or liquor;
Do as you wish and will;
Lay cuts on my arms or do whatever;
You will never break my will.
©FAT 2016

Parallel Paths

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Thrown on parallel paths;
Two Willing hearts, yet unable feet;
Chances are as thin as laths;
That those steps would one day meet;
Exchanging looks and sighs;
Day dreaming and longing;
Dwelling in excuses and lies;
In fear of society wronging;
Under their sun;
They are just taboo;
They can never be one;
Even if they wanted too;
Life spent, wondering if they could be real;
The rest of time will pass hoping time will heal.
©FAT 2016

Walk Your Path

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Don’t waste your time;
Trying to twist iron when it’s cold;
Don’t waste your time;
On what time must unfold;
Our paths have been drawn;
Each port each loss each and every step;
Life stops for none life just goes on;
Just like a forever sailing ship;
What made the iron freeze?
Sweet dove, is it time or fate?
Is it love? If so then please!
“Such a love hath sainted hate”; *1
Fulfill your destiny and dreams; write your own story;
For such a heart what’s left, is nothing less than glory.
©FAT 2016

*1  a quote from the poet Richard Lovelace

A Prayer

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Dear Lord
Guide me, when they all sway and swerve;
And make me what I should be;
Don’t give me what I deserve;
Give me what’s best for me.

Shed this weight off my shoulder;
As autumn shed leaves;
Bestow upon thee, thine peace and order;
Make all doubts believe.

Grant me health and a friend;
Grant me a sanctuary on thy earth;
Grant me a peaceful end;
Grant me a legacy of worth;
Lastly, if I ever become everyone’s burden;
Dear lord draw me back, and bring down the curtain.
©FAT 2016

Fortitude

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Another day another morn;
At this refugee camp;
The sun is not yet born;
And the floor is damp.

The tent’s walls are dug deep;
For when the sky does pour;
Whilst at all corners I sleep;
Mother sleeps at the rags made door.

I shouldn’t wake her up;
She is smiling while dreaming;
But the queues will soon fill up;
I guess I should be leaving.
I I’ll go bring some water; it’s only a mile;
So when she wakes up, she’ll have a greater smile.

Others won’t compromise I must hurry;
For I might have to rest or stop;
Not too much I can carry;
So, two jars will do the job.

Now my steps can’t compete;
With those of the elders, sigh;
Last to the well but at least;
Some are letting me pass them by.

After two hours in the sun;
My jars are full hurray;
I should carry only one;
And drag the other one I say;
I haven’t gotten far and it seems like years;
Replacing each drop I spill by salty tears.
©FAT 2016

Journey

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Our long awaited love;
Cannot seem to bloom;
A long journey toward you my dove;
And all roads of doom.

In this journey, my nights are getting colder;
With unkind burning morrows;
Everything is getting sore and older;
Except my will, my doubts and sorrows.

My feet are worn and crawling won’t conquer;
The glorious red dunes ahead;
I guess this valley, this bunker;
Is my final resting bed.
My northern star my heart, I bid thee fare well.
In another life we’ll meet, or when you leave this hell.
©FAT 2016

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