Author Information
The Other Side Of My Dreams
Sleep’s so elusive, though gripped by the night
slumber comes hard now, it seems.
Horrific nightmares re-play in the mind
on the other side of my dreams.
The faceless soul of reality sings
a frightful song in the night.
Chanted by innocent souls that were lost
when evil extinguished the light.
A thousand times six lay senselessly slain
for naught, so it would appear,
And that heaven provides a place of respite
does nil to calm orphans fear.
An act caused by demons, partners in hell
their existence, human disgrace.
We’ve seen the sinister image of sin
the devil, now has a face.
Stand up and be counted, Americas pride
for the heroes fallen, give pause.
The trumpet now sounds to the beat of a drum
while the eagle sharpens its claws.
Sleep, block the horror, the vision of death
the terror, the pain, and the screams.
God bless the righteous, the good and the pure
on the other side of my dreams.
