The Morning Joke

The Morning Joke

by Lord R.e. Taylor

It is almost like a curse

Every morning it comes

The clock ticks at five o’clock

The birds start their chirping

The air warms up just a bit

And a single beam of sunlight

It finds a small crack in the curtain

It is only as wide as a strand of hair

But more than enough to light the room

And it is enough to destroy a night's sleep

So many have had this problem

No one has ever come close to solving it

The Sun always manages to find a way

It is like the universe is playing a joke

And we are the punch line

© Poem – XX/I/MMXXVI

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Missing Memories

Missing Memories

by Lord R.e. Taylor

There are so many kinds of pain

Going back to your hometown

All of your friends have moved away

Your school is now a car dealership

The burger joint you went to has changed 

It now sells vegan tacos every other day

And the home you grew up in  is gone too

Torn down for a new street or something else

Yes, those are different kinds of pain

We all have to live through them

But, those pains prove something

Home is only in our memories

And that is where we should keep it

© Poem – XXVIII/I/MMXXVI

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The Girl With Obsidian Tears

The Girl With Obsidian Tears

by Lord R.e. Taylor

She seemed so happy

A normal girl

Smiling and laughing 

No one knew the truth

Her life was anything but good

Emotions torn apart

She had no one to talk to

Nowhere to go to get away

The pain has been building up for years

But the day he left her alone

The volcano in her soul erupted

And she cried for the first time in her life

Tears of obsidian flowed down her cheek

And remained there for the rest of her days

© Poem – XXIV/I/MMXXVI

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The Beauty Of Embers

The Beauty Of Embers

by Lord R.e. Taylor

The fires died long ago

Ember keeps the night warm

But darkness surrounds it

Allow the song of nature to play

And the lights of a billion stars to shine

Even with all of that happening all around

The soft glow of the fading embers shines

Letting the world know that flames are not the only beauty

The lack of a living flame may be as beautiful

Maybe even more so on a warm summer evening

When the stars, the sounds, and the darkness

They all combine with the soft red glow

And together they make a perfect scenery

© Poem XXV/I/MMXXVI

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Minnesota

Minnesota

By Lord R.e. Taylor

He is watching you, Minnesota

All the theft and murder you allow

Crimes committed by those who do not belong

Your governor supports evil

Protecting it as it runs your streets

The lead retard gives them shelter

Hiding them from the righteous warriors

But the righteous will find them

You cannot hide from his vision

He is always watching you

But he is going to keep watching you

Waiting until you destroy yourselves

And he will watch the reckoning 

The one you’ve summoned for yourselves

© Poem – XXI/I/MMXXVI

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Baby, Please Stay Safe

Baby, Please Stay Safe

by Lord R.e. Taylor

Little one, do not look around

Stay in your mother’s embrace

Even though your world is gone

Destroyed all around you

She will keep you healthy and safe

It is her job to allow you to grow up

And wander the world all alone

When the time comes, remember her

And how tightly she held you

You should do the same for your children

And she is sure that you will

After all...you learned from your mother

The best teacher you could ever have

© Poem – XVIII/I/MMXXVI

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The Train Station

The Train Station

by Lord R.e. Taylor

He was just a child

He would watch the trains

Every night at the same time

It was never more than ten minutes late

That was how he learned to tell time 

They became his life

Then the day came when the trains stopped

It had been so many years

No one knew it was going to happen

But one day it was gone

Now he is an old man

That train stop is still making a few memories

But he does have one wish

When he dies, please let him die on that lonely bench

That way, it will be his first step to heaven

© Poem – XIV/I/MMXXVI

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