Walking to Rehearsal and other Poems

The Sorcerer

Death Calls you "My Home"
Evil is always in you
My Dear, Perverted

Walking to Rehearsal

A young Man Refreshed
Newly Dressed and ready for
The New world ahead

“Organized” Warfare

Fighting in the War,
I see panic everywhere
Good shall Reign Supreme

Going to Rest

I’m Tired of the World
I shall sleep comfortably
Resting in his Arms

Just Walking in My Dream

As I walked around
Just in my dream, safe and sound
Just walking around

I heard the sounds of,
Prayer, deep in the river.
As I walked around

I saw the wonders of,
The Things God did in me,
As I walked around

I saw my desires,
Quickly flash before my eyes
But then I woke up

And Noticed I was
Back in my reality.
My Dreams will be true

The Flame inside of us

And the Flame was lit,
And then we saw the real world
The gates of Hell shook




The Neighbor Hood Outsider

Earphones in their ears
They journey around the earth
Smoke is in their lungs

Christian Samurai

Footsteps in the dark
They are like the cornerstone
No one can see them