Demon Hunting

To the basement the men walk,
with knowing eyes,
they descend upon,
A childish cry,

They stood still,
with their eyes wide,
and the hair on their backs,
going straight to the sky.

Continuing forward,
They reach for their axes,
light their torches,

as the demons crying,
turning into a sigh,

The demon stared,
Into the men's eyes,
and dissolved away,
into the night,

with a deep cackle,

the shadows begin to move,
and acquire a victim,

As everyone races for the door.

**** To be continued ****
   ***Would like to Improve***

Assumption

I am something,
        Yet I am nothing,
tripping to this,
       Quiet Assumption,

That I am free,
          To do what I please,

Have no furry,
         Only worry,
our visions getting,
         kind of blurry

Are we free?
           To do what we please?

Physics

If I were to stand,
Where I stood,
and remain standing,
forever,
I would not be here.

Copyright

Imagine how far
                                  society
              would have progressed,

If we only copyrighted
                                    fire,

Minefield

                       Hey there miss direction,
         where you leading me today,
                       What caused this situation,
               where I'm digging holes through ground.

In this great mine field,
                      of past mistakes,
          constant headaches,

It ends right now,
                  cuz I'm running away,
          and i don't care where it ends.


Cover your ears....

Melting

There's much dispare,
            when nobody cares,

that we sing out of tune,
             in the darkness of a new moon,

yet dust hits your eyes,

and tears fall from grace,
                          to displace,

                                          our bonding ties.