March In Threes

The animals went in two-by-two
But should that apply to me and you?
Walk the path well worn by all
To come around and stand stock still

Stay in line
Fade don't shine
Wear your father's shoes
Imitate, don't innovate
Keep on marching in twos

The cycle of war and death will spin
Fueled by greed and the lust to win
March the path of the past once more
Or run on the grass, play double dare

Break the line
Don't fade, shine
Let your feet run free
Radiate, don't capitulate
Why not march in threes?

For today is made on the bones of our fathers
Who marched in the shadows of a general's outstretched hand
Through mud and blood to their untimely deaths
All for the sake of kings and politicians' plans

The cycle of war and death will crash
If we cast aside the whip and the cash
Walk the well-worn path no more
Run on the grass, play double dare

Break the line
Don't fade, SHINE
Let your heart unfreeze
Radiate, don't capitulate
Why not march in threes?

© 2004, Alan J Stuart

Madness

Darkness, darkness, darkness

Hiding away from the day
Burning embers of ash at the ends of an endless stream of cigarettes
Eyes drawn into the past
Afraid to turn away

Ever darkness, darkness, darkness

Sitting alone in the night
Choking for breath from the fumes of an endless stream of coffee
Hands grasping the past
Afraid to let it go