Timothy Lawton

Imposing a stone like rigidity

All must fit within the walls conformity

Making monsters of young girls and little boys

Giving them a number and taking away their toys

Grow up and don’t rock, dream, or spit

And await our orders to eat, work, or take a shit

4/27/00

The smoke rises in white waves and streaks

Encompassed in a spherical cloud

Yet, I can hear the dead Indians laughing

Chuckling in their graves

Thinking

“They may have taken our land, raped our women, and killed us almost to the last.”

“But, we gave them cigarettes!”

Tobacco, the time-bomb that keeps on ticking

More effective than bullets

Longer lasting than radiation

It just keeps on killing, and killing, and killing

The perpetual motion machine of revenge

Maybe the Indians will have the last laugh after all

Or, should I say the last cough?

Part 1 Setting Moon

1989

Death, oh his death a shadow seed
Patricide, my eclectic deed
Good king comes to you death’s plan
Father, reach out you’re hand I’ll take you to another land
Of this I’ll make it better
Mine!
Moment has risen, time has come
Glory shape as stars, hidden dark of son
They’re colliding
Summoning of hate toward ultimate benign
Father, grab my hand do it it’s the time
Eclipse!!!
I’ve gone beyond my mind he has but little time
Blade sheared within him he’s spilling just like wine
His created chasm destiny be not mine
Coronation, new king’s decrees
Must bear us many fine warriors, giant awaken, come from your sleep
Arise, we shall reach new heights
Lost thought of the good king’s smite
We will march on and bring our brothers home
Together we will forge a new blade that will cut as far as we can roam
Forgotten, good king emptied of life
Forgotten, horrors that come with strife
When the giant awakes, with each step he takes
Ground will tremble and shake, oblivious to who he will awake

Part 1 Trapped

Late 1988

Ambivalent life and death my suspended state
Are these darkened dreams carrying me beyond my fate?
Your eyes, your eyes!!!
Life they cannot see?
I’m alive, alive!!!
Purity spread not over me
Alone a frigid chill consuming my body
Wondering and waiting in grave uncertainty
Upon his return external vessels attatched
Diminishing supply of life I’ll soon lack
What horror, what horror
My body’s being drained
Red tide, red tide ebbing from my frame
Behold a life after blood and given beyond
Endowed with reality that still goes on
My worst fears are now stark reality
I’m imprisoned within dual entities
A stiff bloodless corpse how can I exist?
I can’t diminish my senses oh the terror the horror persist
For what deeds in life do I deserve a sentence without death?
No, not that, not that!!! Anything, but that
Mercy, Mercy!!! Not another trap
Marching one by one in their black procession
To meet with my destiny in my last expression
To my horror, my horror
They’re filling in my grave
Don’t leave me, please don’t leave me
To forever rest in pain

3-16-2003

Let us form a committee
To investigate the findings of the council
On the statement about the resolution
Which the council consulted the committee
To investigate on its statement
About the findings of the council
That the committee consulted
In order to form a statement
About which the council’s findings were investigated
By the committee
Any objections?