If You Listen Carefully

You can hear people’s scars

Deeply imbedded emotional

Trauma of psychogenic wounds

Unintentionally revealing pain

Disguised as admiration for

Parents who used violence

To subdue free God spirits

At the will of tall monsters

Infect Stockholm syndrome

Volunteering that the belt

Hand or paddle made them the

“Good” person they are today

Unexamined and repeated

As if to convince themselves

Those silent scars are deserved

As proof they might be worthy

Not even daring to question

The many side effects of

Layered and invisible wounds

When, instead they might have

Had enlightened guides to

Nurture and foster divinity

Inherent in their very being

Of being an all-powerful God

Transcendent from an unknown

Unexplainable divine dimension

Trading acceptable behavior for

Conditional love and affection

Manifesting as crass conformity

In abject abysmal automatons

Products of petulant producers

Scared and scarred to death

Living to live and dying to die



“I write to expunge the darkness so
That someday light may shine through”


– Angelo Devlin



“Childhood’s End”



“I’d sail across the ocean
I’d walk a hundred miles if
I could make it to the end
Oh, just to see a smile

You see it in their faces
The saddness in their tears
The desperation and the anger
Madness and the fear

No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here

//


You see the full moon float
You watch the red sunrise
We take these things for granted
But somewhere, someone’s dying

//

No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, no seed

Childhood’s end.”


– Iron Maiden