Nemesis

Looming shadows drawing near

Darkness borne on wings of fear

Foot-steps echo close behind

Conjured spectres plague your mind

Lurking in the endless night

Stalking you as you take flight

As your nerve breaks start to run

Race of Death has now begun

Icy breath, spine-chilling touch

Blood runs cold, cadaver’s clutch

A tightened grip, you can’t break loose

You’re hanging in a rigid noose

Your chest is tight, your heart expands

You’re clawing at those vice-like hands

You know your heart can’t take the strain

You’re blinded by its bursting pain

You feel your soul is fading fast

Your life’s events are flashing past

There is no need to struggle now

You know this pain will end somehow

With open arms embrace Death’s bliss

You can’t escape your Nemesis

Mice or Men?

You may call this life a rat race

But to me the only rats

Are the ones in spangled uniforms

Or suits and bowler hats

The rest of us are only mice

All chained to life’s tread-mill

While the rats ride on the gravy train

And eat and drink their fill

They are living in the manner

They have grown accustomed to

While the masses pay in blood and sweat

For the lifestyle of the few

They enjoy all of life’s comforts

Never wanting for their needs

While the masses live in penury

Victims of their leader’s greed

To them our fate is just a game

As they play dice with our souls

The masses are expendable

To their power crazy goals

And when the final war arrives

They will be the first to hide

In concrete bunkers down below

While the masses burn outside

Don’t you think it’s time to show them

Whether we are mice or men?

We should put the rats back in their cage

And then try to start again