Thinking in Rhymes

1.

Take a look deep inside her heart
Take a peek at the darkest part
Learn her fears, dreams and desires
Gaze at her black city, examine the twisted spires
Watch the streets, clogged with liars
Around the corners hide thieves, beggars, murderers galore
There is so much evil, its impossible to ignore
In each house, behind shattered windows
Cry broken orphans, lonely widows
Little boys roam lost on the streets
And kind men, their ends they do meet
This place was once so beautiful, so full of love
But then came the beings, who fell from above
Darkness soon swept through the land, and light was too late
Everything had turned to grief, despair and hate
In the center of the city, lies the courtyard square
A girl, all chained up, remains there
And there she had been, many a year
From even the toughest men, her fate draws a tear
For this place was once her city, her home
Before the evil came, and she was alone
Captured and bound, tortured and forced down
Her heart lies shattered at her feet
Struggling so hard to continue to beat
Here she spends all her time, stuck this was since age nine
Trying to bring back the light
Slowly losing all her fight
Blinded by the endless night
She remembers how her city was long ago
And she knows that she is her own foe
But whenever she manages to get free
She gets dragged back and from her is extracted a painful fee
Her only hope is that one day she'll atone for her mistakes
And get rid of all the evil that her darkness makes
To bring back the love and the light
And to her plight into a fair fight.



2.

White roses dyed red
From all the blood that you have bled
You gave up so much, to save us all
To end this war, to stop this fall
But what a terrible fate you did befall
Yes, I saw
Your ashes out of the fire they did draw
We all are so grateful
That your heart did not turn hateful
That you had courage, even when I died
And held on to your American pride
And now, I can't wait to see you on the other side
To help you forget all the tears you cried
As you hold me, your loving bride.




3.

Slave Girl! Come here!
So she does, quickly drawing near
There is a collar around her neck
But her body, many jewels bedeck
A dark being draws her close,
A wonderful prize, beautiful as a rose!
They tend to boast
About whose slave does the most
She's stuck tending to their whims
And her future seems so dim
Oh! If only someone could save her from this terrible fate!
This life that she has grown to hate!
One day, as she walks down the hall
She brings a hand to her neck, to find nothing at all
And she wonders, as she puts things away on a shelf
That maybe, all this time, she was just a slave to herself