Dreams of Avarice

Taken with context forever brewed 

lost in the truth ensued 

these broken wings so folded shut

stuck in this motionless rut 

no value in thieves these days of horror 

folding in truth enticed by valor 

no suffering goes unpunished 

no happiness goes undone

so look upon me warrior of heathens 

for my word will raise you to the heavens 

without a single thought from your god

i will bless you in honey and blood 

oh great maker please shield this insistent youth 

for the generation of this day are blind from the truth

i am lost in this thick wilderness and truly hold my breath 

until my unstoppable , unavoidable , unblockable , death...........