24 Hour Child (sequel to 1:04 Child)

1:04 Child

It comes and it goes, so I shall never trust it….

The only embrace behind this cold fragile night

A moment is forever to deal when the eyes are open

But the galloping breath of smoke is all that’s left in the open  

It’s the only scene worth breaking the silence

The fragile comfort behind these bleeding seasons

The smoke that choke you alive...

Where the corners dark, congested and seemingly dry

I think I want to pass and stay in bed till I fly.

The hole is back from a forgotten recollection

A false beauty hiding in a pretentious blank canvas

Claiming back the ghost that delicately haunts me

Breaking apart the hands that holds you securely

The apparition of love in a grey vented comfort

Taking hold the pieces of a fallen rebel’s heart

As the fortune wind fated the candles to flame by

It took the precious wick unknowingly to my attentive eye

With it the tragic footsteps took more than my remains

Suddenly the wind changes and the others benefit off me

In an oblivious presence my faith of you they presented

We should teach the heart to like things that will not leave us tormented

Again for sanity sake I threw in the towel,

And now I can see the bitter blinding barrel

For once I ask to stay in bed till my heart can feel

For in your absence every hour wounds and the last blow can kill...

Every hour wounds and the last blow can kill..

By: Francis Ocampo

Written: May 06, 2011

11:15 am

The Lady that never Sleeps

Threading through a crooked road, the tears in the bridge and the radical pike

I fancy the reverie of a liberal lime; she secludes a baleful cycle of time

Down to where the phantom walks, she never weeps and she never talks

Expecting much from the heart of the wounded,

The baneful valley she swallowed and hounded

Rest in the comfort of the eyes that never weeps and the mouth that never speaks…

Comfort me, for the Lady never sleeps and she never sings peace…

Comfort me, for the Lady never sleeps and she never sings peace…

Looking through her cheers that yonder, the boy that wondered nothing of your wonders

Separate tears behind the pearls you’ll swallow then plead in sigh and the heart shall follow

Let me go out into the open, you should see the world just as it’s been spoken

By the open wound, breaking through a congested womb,

But don’t toil tomorrow and see your singing tomb.

But how can I be, when the Lady never sleeps, Oh how can I be…

Rescue me, for the lady never sleeps and she never drinks peace…

But my Loyalties are not yours….

Rescue me, for the lady never sleeps and she never drinks peace…

By: Francis Ocampo

Written: May 04,2011

11:04am