Control the Fear
Gary Hawkes
Control the Fear
By Gary Hawkes
Copyright Gary Hawkes 2013
PART I
Our Time
Jumbled anarchy and then the explosion of existence
Brings forth the unyielding power of the human resistance
Obedient lives that defy comprehension
Break the mold, to make it to the next evolution
Before the tide turns, and anarchy returns
When lost souls begin to burn
Ending at the beginning
The circle of fate and life, we have yet to truly learn
The times are close at hand
Must be willing to take a stand
Pick a side, no savior to be your guide
Too much faith in the creator, not enough in mankind
We will learn soon enough of Hell’s injection, into our souls and mind
Allowing the evil to consume our daily life
Revenge, greed and intolerance still the standard of our time
Knowing
Proclamations and boastful energy
Give pause to what the future is in front of me
Blank stares make it painfully aware the price I paid to be free
Disillusion and mistrust of the dream we’ve all been told to strive for
Seems like only a chosen few get to play, and have decided to run up the score
Kick others when they are already down, then demand more
No thought of what lies ahead
Think only of instant gratification instead
Time drags slowly by; others would have already fled
Doomed players in the game
Know how close we are to the end
Eternal Race
Preparing for the final great jump
Leaping over the vast toxic dump
The abysmal void lies beneath
Pulling down those who decide to cheat
Inciting lure of the great heat
Do what you want, whenever you want
Until you’ve been caught
Then lie to yourself to justify what was bought
More than one right way
And plenty of wrong ways
That have becoming common place
Power and money the goal in this eternal race
Follow the senseless order
Only do as you’re told
Don’t listen to the logic in your soul
Sell yourself to help achieve the rich man’s goal
Forget that your mind is God’s greatest gift he gave to you
Follow the lust for money and power,
These are the ways of the fool
More than one right way
And plenty of wrong ways
That have becoming common place
Power and money the goal in this eternal race
Father
So now what, now that everything is gone?
Nothing is left for me so looks life I’m done
The one last sprinkling of hope is fading away
Passing through to gain a new way
Put this one behind quickly and enjoy this sunny day
The arches overhead hide the bright new spring
Still maneuvering around trying to find better positioning
Bland ideas that defy good listening
It’s fading and fading fast
But a new but familiar voice will come soon,
Similar to the past
Out of place in this time and space
Last in line among the human race
Late bloomer though I’ve always been
Rise above the depression and live instead
Father’s tests never stop
Have to prove you’re worth the cost
Survival
Last chance for survival before Hell starts its revival
The dark players get into position
The lost souls are out of condition
Soon aware of their fateful choice
To pacify and pander, believing all the noise
Righteous believers try and get the right tone
But it may be too late in the world of unknown
The dark ones strike the 1st blow,
Then strike again, before anyone knows where to go
Unsettled and lost madness descends
Everyone now knowing this really is the end
Hell’s foot soldiers smile with delight
As chaos ensues, and the people succumb to the fright
Righteous leaders become battle tested
And freedom becomes warped and molested
Early victories by the dark ones
Force a retreat by the good leaders in charge
Regrouping and resting, better prepared for the next barrage
Small but united, bunkered down and calm
Good and evil, clearly divided
Is it the end of man?
