Attacked from the front
I took a hit to the heart
again and again the blade
slid through flesh and veins

Each volley of grenade attacks
were launched from on high,
targeted to tear apart weakness
designed with hate in mind

Like a lamb to the slaughter
perched on the fabric of heaven
I saw not their missiles deploy
once twice, thrice I am laid cold

Even the words of god
were used against my faith,
even the sacrifice made
in my name is recinded

White snow July on petals of down
Light flutters off wings of fae.
Vine climbs, entwined to form ladder
Of kindred steps to play.

Open after heat, sun begins to yawn slumber
A birth of the moon-light mother.

Kissed by glowing orb, a bedtime story for the sleepless. Not to be grasped in heavy hand, it's beauty is keepless.

Happiness, a broken mirror.
Hope, a shattered dream to be.
Innocence lost forever,
as nightmare fed into reality.

Cruelty lurks behind closed doors,
A broken will shackled and caged,
an abused body left on the floor,
a beautiful life was shattered,

Since then, smiles and laughter
lose their authenticity,
enslaved to human-faced monsters
whose lust shackles me.

Can you see my silent tears,
the mental scars I've suffered,
wrapped in a cocoon of fear
while mortal demons feasted?

I have been moulding
shaping, writing and painting
in the art of Forgiveness
I've now gone the distance

See...

I've refined the lines
Proofread all the text,
binned canvas after canvas
in the quest for my best

I've lost plot of my stories
as my readers eyes digest,
sold the sculpture marveled
chipped from a hearts breast

time doesn't exsist
I've recinded belief
right there I found
pure comfort, relief

My pen finds pause
my body is broken,
a weighted horror
cleaves my breast

The strings of hope sliced
as I put dreams to the sword,
but hands now whisper to stars
across a fabric brushed heaven

Tomorrow is a lie of mysteries
today is in the now of knowing,
Like burning comets the pain
thrashes into my hearts core

A journeys end now nears
the roads all find dead ends,
revived from a morass of mourning
eyes are filled with oceans

Heart has hardened
Soul is black
Devil says he's got my back

Venturing out
Sadistic world unknown
It's time my demons be known

The fight is on
Can't turn back
Damage I've done threw me off track

Men dead
Shead a tear
Demons say to persevere

Hateful heart
Demented mind
Thank go so few of my kind

Zachary J. Eakin 8-7-2015

Life from the line in a country far from here
Together we flew international cross the sea dear
Until we sat in some foreign shop shelf
Patiently waiting to be needed our self

When finally that magic day for us did arrive
First thing we did was go for a refreshing drive
Then a walk to our new home made of brick
And outside to the garden to give a ball a kick

No matter how far we will go,
deep in our hearts we'll always know
that you'll be waiting here
to welcome all of us home

We see the faces of harmony,
different races, one destiny
in the land of opportunity
where there can be equality

Over the years, we do our part,
stand together, heart to heart
as we built a better life with our hands
united as one as fellow countrymen

Piled corpses now smile, why ?

soulless eyes glitter hate
they are kindling for purity
and to brighten their dark dawn

skulls are beyond reparation
insanity falls on eastern lands,
innocence pleads with purity
with slices from forked tounges

babies are thrown in wells,
as technology feeds diatribes
to madden muddled minds
and blacken disenchanted souls

Her avaricious eye's
denude all their surrounds
flicking the salted sugar,
flavours of life fall short
with a diamond tipped tongue 
hardened, by, unending desire
of ever chaffing need, gnawing
not enough, more, more, more !

Damaged and broken
no longer a vessel of humanity,
the hunt began anew on
foreign soil, a summer rental,
this she-monster thrashes Monkey's
by out smarting the Girraff