Alignment

"Primal drums from atavistic jungles pound The beat of adrenaline laced blood in my ears resounds This instinctive urge to conquer fear, desire, self Flight or fight the moment of my self defining day..."

"These rough hands that till the soilof drawn conclusions from a vague pastThey ache to push away from a well worn pathTo open wide the curtains of a better futureTo rest a bit from vicious daily toilS..."

"JUST WORDS THOSE OCCASIONAL INADVERTENT WORDS THAT OPEN THE GATE OF MEMORIES REPRESSED; THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR CYNICISM, DISTRUST AND DESPAIR THOSE GENTLE WORDS, THAT COME WITHOUT WARNING SPOKEN SOF..."

"I pump the weight that feeds the vein that builds the shell of my vanity Useless energy to achieve the goal of mindless popularity and always the mirror to remind me where beauty calls and time fall..."

"Billowing plumes of yellowish orange must seem beautiful to the child that has not yet felt the flame that will burn his skin Slow moving yet fast the swallowing smoke of collapse approaches coverin..."

"You bring the bottle home fresh and fullThe crisp rustling of the stores bag sounds too loud as you pullYou scurry and tuck the thing into its shameful cornerIf no one knows, its not a problemLater th..."