The Paths We Walk

brown leaves on a dirt, forest path

The paths we walk
Lie before and behind
Some hidden, some revealed
Some hidden in shadows
Some bright and clear

The paths we walk
Are not always clear
Yet to take the step we must
For to remain or retreat
Is never to reach journey’s end

The paths we walk
Rocky or smooth
Hard or easy
Are not for others to tread
But for our own two feet

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Creature of the Deep

In the deep I swim
In the depths I dwell
Gray of dorsal
White of belly
Strength is in my bones
Grace in my motion

In the icy cold
In the deep blackness
I wander the expanse
Traveling where no man has been
Forever moving
Forever hunting

My teeth are razor sharp
Pure white and never dull
My sight never fails
My smell never dull
I swim out of sight
Hunting fish, seal, and shark

Humans fear me
Fish flee before me
Seals tremble at my coming
I swim alone
Across the miles
A lonely king beneath the sea

Pale Moon

The Pale Moon first rose
Long ago when the fields were wild
It’s light shown upon wild things
When the land was feral

Only animals roamed the land
No sound of humans

Then came the natives
Wanders from distant lands
Seeking out a new home

After came the explorers
Seeking the hidden treasures
Seeking the passage west
Seeking the edge of the map

Then time marched passed
Buildings sprung up
And wars were fought
Between men, between nature

The woods gave way to industry
Men slaved away to gain food for family
The land was tamed
And homes were built

The Pale Moon still rises
Over the lands it beheld in its youth
The lands have changed
The people warred and loved

Still the people live and learn
Still the people fight and love
Still the Pale Moon rises
And remembers all that has past

Old Man

Old man, old man
With your bald head
And gray eyes
With bent back and wrinkled hands
What have you seen?
What have you done?

Did your eyes watch as Pearl Harbor burned
Did your ears hear the reports of ships lost?
Did your hands till the earth?
Did your voice call for peace?

Did you grow up during The War to End all Wars?
Did you fight in the Korean war?
Did you protest Vietnam
Did you cheer at the Olympics

Tell me, old man
What have you seen
What have you done
Have you cried at a child’s death
Cheer as they walked down the aisle

Did you marvel at men on the moon
Did you weep at the Fall of the Trade Towers
Did you celebrate the fourth with loved ones
Did you wish your wife love today?

Tell me, old man
What can you share with me
What can you teach me
What can you tell me

Old man, old man
You have lived far longer than I
Can you tell me of your journey
Can you tell me of your life

The Fallen World Lives

The world has burned
The nations have fallen
The rise of machine
Has come and gone
The wasteland now lies
Where forests once thrived

The people live
not in cities great or small
But in homes that move
Across barren fields
And dried oceans
In metal shells

Some said the end had come
Others thought hope yet lived
Many waited for their turn to come
Yet for most the world went on
Trees grew in moving cities
And rain fell as it always has

The world went on
Life adapts and grew
Machines carried humanity
Across land and sea
Keeping them safe
Keeping life alive

Yet the world went on
And life returned
Forests returned
Oceans filled
Yet creatures of today
Were fell and lethal

So life continues
Not in sprawling cities
But in rolling fortresses
The world had ended
And a new one was born