Joanne d’ Arc

Joanne d’ Arc
By AJ O’Brien.

Dark dreams, black silk
woven from shadows
and born of fire,
soon to be caressed
by the words
of a lonely martyr.
Kneel within the ashes
of a crime gone by,
and in silence pray,
as you listen to
Joanne d’ Arc cry.

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Above and beyond

Above and beyond
By AJ O’Brien.

Struggling for light
my mind high and dry
seeking only solitude
beneath a crowded sky.

Madness, so enticing,
kneeling before a killer’s grave,
can you forgive me Lord
her soul I could not save.

Darkness, a lonely companion
my heart is midnight black,
I can no longer abide
the thought of looking back.

I pierce my heart
with a dagger long,
falling falling
beneath her empty song.

Overload

Overload
By AJ O’Brien.

I know a man with a plan
to kill as many people as he can.
His mind, damaged and erratic,
the gun, fully automatic.

Armed and ready to go
I held him within, screaming no.

I fought him tooth and nail
knowing I must not fail.
But he drinks from the inner me
our lust for a killing spree.

I put the gun to his head
pulled the trigger. And we lay dead.

And the room fell quiet
just another empty riot.
But he was brave,
so many lives he did save.

Desperation

Desperation
By AJ O’Brien.

And through darkness
with hope they tread
in search of the demon,
willing to return life
to an innocent, dead.

Silent love wrapped in rags
and the quest did end
upon a crimson hill,
time to meet
an unwanted friend.

Dancing, a shadow white
the beast did appear,
and the air was corrupted
as they both did knell,
two hearts drowning in fear.

Your God has forsaken thou
so you call upon me,
the King of the dead
deaths ancient dancer
beneath the Hanging Tree.

But worry not, cried the demon.
I shall return life to your daughter.
And in return, he sniggered,
One of you
I must slaughter.