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Am I Dreaming

In the land of Ubini

Some days I fall into the skies

sleep then I am awake

clouds, a picture of memories

on wings I float

a home is of two

And you are my one

my own to call my peace

a place to lay down

Sounds of your voice

Cutting through the atmos 

Further I fall 

The more I stand in balance

It is you

Bringing this reel of moments

a disarray of emotions 

The past filled with survivors guilt

yet in your arms I am found

mind bending 

Spacing finding

Our love on the wings of Bennu

Old Soldier, New War

During the times that have come by, I pray for war to come. Not these new modern warfare. The old kind. Those ones stationed between battle noise and mud trenches. The zipping sounds of mortars, as empty bullet shells illuminate the blood heavy war terrain. Soldier boots marching through old places that were once called new homes.

Yes, I pray night and day. Night and day! Yes, for at night sleep refuses me and tosses me in between my past memories and a future I remain nameless.

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These drones are empty vessels. They are transporters of bad news and death. For our souls do hunger for a reason to accept sleep, but no! Not these ones. These silent birds made with fiber like materials only look down, fall flat, and never return up.

Like thin dots silently scattered.

Only if your hands be wide as the oceans floors and you bring them together then one might see how much these dots have cost us.

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I grow sick by the hour. Every hour eaten in silence. Every chance taken just to remain still. I grow deeper into my own anger. Madness beckons daringly close ….and I fear I will welcome it back home.

Commander Bull. ENTRY #204881

Battlefront Shagari Sector, Year 2098