urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peacemaker35 peacemaker35 peacemaker35 2005-03-01T02:34:01Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peacemaker35:3296 2005-03-01T02:34:01Z 2005-03-01T02:34:01Z Time passes quickly<br />At that endless pace<br />Dogged steadily by death<br />Together clearing the world<br /><br />But between these two<br />Powerful and opposite emotions lie;<br />Turmoil and jubilance<br />The great siblings of evermore<br /><br />Turmoil offers the pain of a lifetime<br />From a small prick on one’s finger<br />To the suffering before his mother, Death, arrives<br /><br />Jubilance, however, is an interesting one<br />She gives joy as her brother brings pain, yes..<br />However, she does not resemble her family<br /><br />She gives no death; she does not pass time<br />But instead, she rebels against those forces<br /><br />Well, during the span of time, a few of these things altered<br />Jubilance was abused by the Family, daily in fact<br />One moment, though, she decided to ask<br /><br />“What is this for, I don’t understand?”<br />She asked with a purely innocent tone<br />“You undo our work, you contradict us”<br />Her father replied<br /><br />She looked at him oddly, unable to understand<br />“I do it because I like to make people happy” She said<br />”But that’s not what we do, you fight us instead” Replied he<br />“And how does this happen? What do you do?”<br /><br />She thought for a moment, and replied in the same tone<br />“I guess I’m just stronger”<br />“Lies…all lies!” Her father spat<br />“Death, turmoil and time are the most powerful of all!”<br /><br />She shook her head, and her brother lunged<br />She simply stood, uncomprehending him<br />“Why does this offend you so?” <br />But her brother did not respond, instead he smacked her hard<br />She fell into her Mother’s arms, stunned but not afraid<br /><br />Death gazed down at her daughter, stunned by her beauty<br />“Honey, you need to fight back” She told her with a motherly tone<br />Her Daughter shook her head “No… I can’t…I won’t”<br />Turmoil shouted at the top of his lungs<br />“LET HER GO, MOTHER! SHE IS NOT ONE OF US!!”<br /><br />Death gazed at him, her eyes a cold fury<br />“Do not speak to me of this, have you seen her beauty?”<br />She shook her head “No, all you see is the fact that she may be…different”<br />“Mother, why do you turn against us?”<br /><br />Jubilance looked up, and smiled at her mother’s words<br />”Stand up, honey” She said, gently lifting Jubilance to her feet<br /><br />But Jubilance tripped unsteadily, still stunned, and fell forward<br />She merged with her father as she fell against him, time stood still<br />And the family could only stare in horror as they saw the bright light..<br />It shone from the back of Time and had a reddish hue<br /><br />“What have I done…” Her mother cried<br />Turmoil attempted to pull his Sister out, but horribly fell in as well<br /><br />The light of blue and of red now shine through time… <br />As time passes, Turmoil and Jubilance spread throughout lives…<br />Both must shine onto you, no matter how bright or dim…<br />But enjoy them both, before their Mother arrives urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peacemaker35:2663 2005-02-05T03:59:38Z 2005-02-05T03:59:38Z I hit the ground runnin’ <br />I ain’t never lookin’ back<br />That hellhole should’a burned to ashes<br />Long before I took that match<br /><br />Yea’, I did it<br />And I’d do it again<br />Those people who had the nerve<br />The nerve to call ‘emselves my parents<br /><br />Yea’, they were sleepin’<br />Yea’, I soaked the house with kerosene<br />Pouring over that dank carpet, <br />That bullwhip that Dad put as ‘a sign of discipline’<br /><br />No, I dun feel no regret<br />I ain’t all prissy over them things<br />They did wrong, and I made right<br />Nothin’ wrong with that<br /><br />I ran as far as my legs would carry<br />Ignorin’ the blazing noise of the fire engine<br />Ignorin’ the smell of smoke burnin’ my nose<br />Ignorin’ the fact that my legs were sore from the whippin’<br /><br />I ain’t never looking back,<br />Nah, they had it comin’<br />For what happened to my sister and me<br />An’ what my “Dad” did to my sister<br /><br />I got her out a long time ago<br />She’s livin’ with nice folks in Georgia <br />Hell, I felt like leavin’ too<br />Yet, I had to do this, they had to be dead<br /><br />The streets of NYC are really cold at night<br />I kept my head down in the alleyway<br />And laid down behind that oh-so-fancy dumpster<br />The cold steel being jagged and cuttin’ my arms<br /><br />I hate this place<br />I’m getting’ out as soon as recoup<br />The scars on my arms were fadin’ away<br />But I still remember them the same<br /><br /><br />I hear sirens goin’ up and down the streets<br />The dark place being lighted by the police cars<br />With the lights and noise blurrin’ around me<br />And with my vision goes dark<br /><br />-VBB II