Today,
wakes to a red dawn punished
and sprayed in the blood of repentance,
compassion had begged in the
before, days turned minutes,
eternity now cradles repented
sons of the Southern Cross

They were more than death,
with courage they leave us
hope erased from eyes
United over oceans and
long confused with desperation,
the silence of the fall
echoes across the Never Never
they are no more or less,
cloaked in a mantle of darkness,
far from our red dusted roads

The Impaler came a calling
in wee hours of a moonless night
while alley cats were caterwauling.
His appearance gave me a small fright.

His garb was not a cape or such
instead he wore a light blue leisure suit
and a high school ring inscribed in Dutch
And, strangely , just a single boot.

I was transfixed by bloodshot eyes
"I just vant your blood." he said
which came as no great surprise
coming from someone undead.

glimmerslide
shotgunned
rode
Fan motor gushing
air
The vertigo green
laughter
clap

Deep the depths
torrid bound
the floor found

eyeglass world
bent eyeing cherry
legs
summer jets
lifting went

the motor stunned
vibrato
discarded tilted
sapato

dreamland vend
discard token
fallen to the slot
from rails broken

Lay lay way
ward the screen
world a crawl
away

Do you believe you can attain your dreams
without the sweat of true dedication?
You hope to receive when you've done nothing,
but there're no rewards for missing actions
A stagnant life, collecting fantasies
worth nothing in the face of reality

Reach for the fire within and commit
your heart and soul to embrace a purpose!
May perseverance be the steel of will.
and you'll be, a gift to all, not a curse
Face your destiny wiith pride and courage
as a true warrior in the coming of age