Thursday, June 17, 2010

Hannah-May- Trivial Things

Trivial Things


If it wasn’t your demonic heart

thump

thump

thump

It was your triumphant smile


You stood there with your fingers coiled
Coiled around my heart
I could see it thumping
A token of my gratitude


Sometimes I wondered
If maybe you would feel
Or maybe even notice my disappearance

Murder my ego

Puncture my being

But you will never


See me cry


Over trivial things

Like you

Come and gaze at the girl, with her heart in her hand- Hannah May

Seeing you lying there helplessly
Jerking from the pain being exerted from the demon deep within your soul
Kills me until I want to rip my heart out from my chest.
So the whole world can laugh at me like a side-show,
At an old travelling gypsy circus.

Come and gaze
At the girl
With her heart in her hand


It makes me question god and his so called holy light
Isn’t he supposed to guide us?
Isn’t he a divine being that protects all of humanity?

Cruel
Bloodthirsty
Conniving
Hypocritical


Humanity

Then I realize that this isn’t down to god
This belongs to Mother Nature

With her hair like woven silk
Her wild devious nature
Her deep forest green eyes, representing either

Luck or Envy

As I watch you cry out with tears of overwhelming sadness
I can’t help but ponder
Mother Nature, why do you choose who

Lives
And
Who
Dies?


Life isn’t a ball game with winners and losers
When either side knows they could lose.
Life is filled with fighters.
Who will wrestle with you till the end
If you try and take us before our time.

Oh God, oh Mother Nature
When will you learn?
These are our lives
& Other.Peoples.Lives
That you are messing with
Don’t take what you can’t afford

Trust me, if you even try and take her from me

I won’t let her go without a fight.

David - The School Odyssey: Book 4 Danger Is Up Ahead

“We have returned. What should we do next Circe,” said Odysseus.

“Listen to me Odysseus you must walk near the choir room were the sirens are. Put your earbuds in your ears and turn the music on high because the sirens will keep you in their room and you will never make it to homeroom. If you want to hear it have your men tie you and drag you through the halls. After that you will have to pass Scylla. Scylla is a group of your crew member’s little sisters. Do not try and fight them because they will just take six more of your crew members. Remember my words or you will never reach homeroom.”

“Got it. Pass the sirens and do not attack Scylla.”

“Ok,” said Circe, “Go Fast Odysseus go to homeroom.”

With his crew Odysseus walked to homeroom. He told his crew everything but the part about not attacking Scylla . As the halls turned left and right Odysseus wondered how long it would take to get to homeroom.

“Sir we are near the hallway with the sirens,” said Jim.

“Put in your earbuds turn on the music then tie me up.” They did as Odysseus said.

As they dragged the hero passed the sirens our hero yelled, “Set me free. Set me free fools.” He tried to untie the ropes, but he failed. He screamed at the crew , but they could not hear him. His body jerked as if it too wanted to get to the sound.

They passed the sirens and untied their leader. A moment of rage came over him , but it passed because he no longer could hear the sound or remember it.

“Wow thank the gods that is over,” said Odysseus.

“Sir we are coming up on the Scylla,” said Bob.

“Not a moment of rest just how I like it.”

The little girls hugged and kissed the crew member. They tried to fight them off, but the took more and more of the crew members. The girls made threats about telling there mothers that they would not play with them and thus getting the boys grounded.

Odysseus ran knowing that he might survive. He was right only he survived.

With no energy left in the hero he slept and hoped the last bit to homeroom would not be as hard.