The Dozenth Mantra

twelve lives that cannot be denied, eleven lines of hidden rhymes come in, disguised as lies.

No shame without the fame, only here doing my duty for those who are close to me.

All masks aside, this thrill ride has more lives to care for, therefore...

This narrative, is imperative for those who are yet to come, show diligence while vigilant until the days are done.

Respect these sentences, as they hold truth in them.

Carry your honor and keep your dignity, for the world is in need of saviors.

Do not be idiots, there is wisdom in this, make sure your friends and family are near.

Stand up for your rights, this is our true fight, show them that we stand united in death.

There is no mystery to it, we simply stand up, never missing a beat.

We endure and hold the wall, making sure our enemies are unconstitutional.

Bringing the Dawn, our home united, has never failed us, so is God's will.

Now is the time we bring it back, holding true to the forms within us. This twelfth stanza is our strongest mantra.

Guardian

Inside the endless waves, of duty and responsibility. This man stands tall, not making ends meet; only having faith that it will come to be.

Stuck between a boy and a man, not sure what is going on. Only that he hopes to see the beginning of the next week.

Working hard to make ends meet, living paycheck to paycheck, hoping to make a beat.

Guardian of his own life and his family. On his way to another day of work, hoping to be a man.

Mind lost in boyhood dreams, giving him motivation that it's better to share hand in hand.

Living up to people's expectations, making a path that is his own. Not letting others drag him down, a boy becomes a man hoping for freedom once more.

Learning more of what it's meant to become a true leader, hoping for his own lore.

As time flows into a new day, a man who is a boy at heart, makes another path, holding onto his dream.

Peers and mentors share their words of encouragement, giving motivation and truth for him to become a productive member of society.

Now he looks to his future, a boy become a man, making his way through boyhood to manhood. Following fate and finding his destiny.

He is becoming a Guardian of Truth and Pride, for his purpose lives once more...

Organized Madness

Remember those days, where we had great memories, of times we've seen?

So immaculate and tidy, nothing ever seemed out of place, or wasn't meant to be.

A place where both anxiety and O.C.D. could never let its craziness reap our peace.

The perfect picture, delicately placed among the rooms and halls of a dream.

Inside an ornate, and idyllic cabinet. Tucked in a tiny rows of endless objects, all with a home of its own.

It was like a walk in the park, so beautiful and having a theme.

None could explain why, yet it was all meant to be honed.

With less reason to want to leave, our eyes enjoy this scene.

This Organized Madness was a feast for the mind.

Not meant to be shocking, only memorable, sometimes we end up with more to find.

Candle in the Dark

Inside this negativity, holding onto the way that its meant to be.

A dimming light, fading in the darkness. Flickering its tongue in rebellion.

Surrounded by sights and sounds that distracts them from us all.

Candle still burning bright, casting rays upon the surrounding shadows.

With a might so brave, even the overwhelming night, cowers in its light.

Carrying its flameworks of being, cracking the dark walls of night.

Faced down, brutally, this fading sight still sees the bright.

Even when overwhelmed by shadows and dark forms about.

Our guiding light, still never fades away. Making itself known, showing there is still hope.

As our lives take the twists and turns of this valley of shadows and death,

This living light, fills our souls with warmth of the coming breath.

Though we may seem lost in disarray, of the coming darkness beyond the end.

An ever burning light so bright, guides us home once more...

Great Light, Thunderbird

The Thunderbird of Ancient lore. Bringer of Life and Prosperity.

This Hawk of Thunder, Brave and majestic. Soars through skies of Dreams, seeding them with hope.

Lightening strikes, and births a new Bird of Prey. Like a Phoenix of the Rising Sun.

A flash of light, zooms passed, landing on its nest of Stars of Creation.

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A symbol of First Nations, a mythical beast of Natives of the land. Bringing Wisdom to its Dawn.

A spirit of Mother Earth. Bringing its judgement to all the world.

This Thunderbird of legend, a Phoenix of Rebirth, showing us its Rays.

This soul of the Elders, a Falcon of Truth, soaring by, showing us the way.

This being of Nature, a true Apex of immortality. With Energy at its core, feeding the Earth this day.

None can peer on this creature of Purity, for it exists, eternally.

Oh Great Light of our homes to be, May our Souls come to be freed.

This Thunderbird of great prosperity, comes at a cost of your life, truthfully.

Serene images of this fame and fortune, all relay their existence to this Avatar of Mother Nature's Nation.

Reach out your hands, in praise, for this Thunderbird is Life itself...

Return of the Past

Have you ever wondered where we are? A place between light, where time slips away,

The only signs are seen in grey, showing life eternally

The days are shown through yesterday's light Leaving, hope and eternal strife, through fading skies...

We've been shown through tales of the past...

Look to the stars as our journey begins...

The return of the past saves our light...

Showing us truth and giving us life...

We only need time to give us place...

To sing with stars and behold our lives...

A place between light, where time slips away...

The only signs are seen in grey, showing life eternally...

The days are shown through yesterday's light...

Leaving hope and eternal strife, through fading skies...

We've been shown through tales of the past Look to the stars as our journey begins

The return of the past saves our light Showing us truth and giving us life

We only need time to give us place To sing with stars and behold our lives

Kaleidoscope of Silence

The deafening silence was of white noise.. It brought both light and matter closer...

Closer than ever before it was not by choice... This utterance of sound that comes and goes...

It brings life meaning that none would ever see... It was no coincidence that even silence flows....

Peering through the kaleidoscope in twilight... Seeing the blend of colors putting on the robe...

There is more to us this never ending dark night... Showing its clarity even in dying moments of hope...

As we pass through glories of ever weaning peace... We come to understand something in the deafening...

The kaleidoscope shows us what we all should taste... This everlasting silence that we all must share fate...

Holding on so dearly that we must never release... We come to feel or see that our light never fades...

Peering at the hourglass our sights are in focus... Holding on so dearly for an ever gotten frenzy...

Our eyes filled with blindness only viewing solace... The twisting darkness pulls us into long lost envy....

Peering through the kaleidoscope in twilight... Seeing the blend of colors putting on the robes...

There is more to us this never ending dark nights... Showing its clarity even in dying moments of hope...

As we pass through glories of ever weaning peace... This everlasting silence that we all must share fate...

Holding on so dearly that we must never release... We come to feel or see that our light never fades...

Peering at the hourglass our sights are in focus... Holding on so dearly for an ever gotten frenzy...

The deafening silence was of white noise... It brought both light and matter closer...

Closer than ever before, This utterance of sound that comes and goes...

It brings life meaning that none would ever see... It was no coincidence that even silence flows...

A Summoner & The Cyborg

Lost and alone, in need of repair, being chased by the master and his servants..

One was a witch that twists the mind and rips space... Being cornered...

It began repairs, only to find she is already there... With little energy left a summoner appears,

creating an opportunity that may seem far too real... Harsh may be his methods,

the directions is clear... accepting his option... Stealth initiated... Disappear...

Being set in a drop ship, carrying It here... On the opposite side of this planet's moon...

It is shot off into space full of stars and gloom... It will one day return with all Its things in tune...

It slowly drifts between consciousness and sleep... waiting for Its Truth... Lost and alone...

in need of repair, being chased by the master and his peers.... The Cyborg is being cornered...

It began repairs, only to find she was already there... With little energy, a summoner appears,

creating the opportunity, that may seemed far too real... Its directions were clear, accepting his options...

Its Stealth initiated and Disappeared... Being sent by a drop ship, carrying It here...

On the opposite side of the planet's moon... It's shot off into space, filled with stars and gloom...

In Time

In times of need, and in times of strife.. We do hope our backs are watched... and our lives cared for...

In times of fortitude, and in times of weakness... may our lives bring protection... and our worth given value...

In times of love, and in times of anger... may mercy reign, and our hearts cherished forever...

Let times of joy, and times of sadness... never leave us empty and always smiling for more...

In time of sharing, and in time of woes... let our hearts be lifted, and our tears given harbour... May our spirits live forever, in sunshine or stormy weather...

For all that's meant to be in time... In times of need, and times of strife...

We hope our backs are watched, and our lives cared for...

In times of fortitude, and times of weakness... may our lives bring protection and our lives given value...

Let times of joy, and times of sadness... never leave us empty but always smiling for more...

In times of sharing, and times of woes... let our hearts be lifted, as our tears given harbour...

May all our spirits live forever, in sunshine or stormy weather... For that is all meant to be in time...

Fury of Frigid Winds

Frigid winds blasting passed ice crystals collect like dust Howling breeze that keeps it dark.

Clouds blot the skies strengthening, currents filled with water and friction.

Throwing particles of ice and snow swirling together in chaotic harmony.

With night comes frigid air, filled with freezing particles... No star visible tonight, clouds and currents flow unpredictably...

Mother nature shows it's fury, imitating a hell freezing over... Drifting snow and ice blinding views, filling to a blank white fear...

This weather system is beyond control... Sub-zero temperatures are energizing these storms.

No color seen in this white out winter chaos. Buzzing billows of sleet and snow,

Pellets of ice and hail, pepper the landscape, with gusts and whirlwinds tossing them about.

As storms' sleet, Collects on doors and windows, we helplessly gaze from home, letting a white devastation unfurl.

In the dark of night, you'll only see orbs of light, as winds blinds a car's visibility.

As Ember empowers Finn, seeming to have no end, multiplying the collection of ice and snow.

Father Winter with Grandfather Time, are a terrifying duo.

In the darkest days of the seasons, hibernation seems to be the better option, hour by the hour...

Tribe of Light

we seekers of truth and knowledge, band together as one... Welcoming a journey that's treacherous and long...

those who stand with us in Honor and Valor, shall ride at our sides...

Those who opposed the All Cleansing Light, shall lie dead at our feet...

Resources, a shared commodity all amongst the Tribe... With Knowledge the most valuable of them all...

Speak your quarry, state your mind, and in all due time, shit will be fine...

Seeking truth in knowledge, we band together as one... welcome this journey, so treacherous and long...

those left standing, in Honor and Valor, ride at our sides... As the opposed, of an All Cleansing Light, lie dead at our feet...

Resources in commodity, are shared among the Tribe... For Knowledge will be the most valuable of all...

Speak your quarry, state your mind, and in all due time, shit will be fine... Seeking truth in knowledge, we band together as one...

welcome this journey, so treacherous and long.. those left standing, in Honor and Valor, ride at our sides...

As the opposed, of an All Cleansing Light, lie dead at our feet... Resources in commodity, are shared among the Tribe...

For Knowledge will be the most valuable of all...