A reason to live

Remember the day that you died
And realize how you lived

By cherishing each tick of clock’s hand
And all the hurt that it may bring
Because the silence of winter’s stand
Is why it’s so good when spring sings

By grasping all whom you love
And showing all those you may
That their warmth brought your need to leave
So you demanded that you’d stay

By embracing the venom in your veins
Like sweet wine the summer sends
Eyes brightened by the taste of the moment
With no regard for how the party ends

You made love to your mortality
Like a girl that’s way out of your league
Savoring every moment of her favor
Because you already knew she’s gonna leave

So

If you’re just dust in the wind
Then gather a storm
Let your winds tear open your comfort
Because you’ve no time to mourn

If you’re but a candle to be consumed by the dark
Then let that light grow to swallow it whole
push the threat of the cold to the horizon
And color it with the splendor of your soul

If you’re a spark in a furnace
Then listen to the rhythm of hammer swings
Accepting the blessing of unbearable heat
So you can be forged from terrible things

If you’re a memory to be forgotten
Let it be one of passion and rage
Rampaging through time like a heckled actor
Betrayed by the very promise of your stage

Dance across the unlit sky
Leave your footprints between the stars
And burn your name in to eternity
Painting the heavens with your scars

The flaw of the immortal is mediocrity
With no need to act for lack of an end
Everything to see and nothing to fear
Is just having no message to send

Plant a kiss on the jaws of death
Thanking them for the chance to prove
That competing against certain defeat
Can be the perfect reason to move 

Fight with one determination
To move from the ledge and instead
You’ll just take a different leap
And if you don’t,
then you’re already dead

Defiance

The natural order is our jail.
Stuck somewhere in time and space
On a lowly forward monorail;
Just caught up in another race

To hear the cry of a soul
A thousand years after conception
Is to learn we have a tool
To reach beyond our perception

To separate ourselves from cattle
We make music from our brays
The stage of our greatest battle
Is the same as our grandest plays

Creating is our weapon
It’s how we win the fight
How we reach passed heaven
And avoid that good night

Art is our grand defiance
Not against man but fate
Without we sit in compliance
Of our inevitable state

Show the future your reflection,
So far away they may learn
That we swore rejection
Of fate trapped in urn

Write down and savor
Some tales of great valor
To make a world braver
In the face of great power

Send out your lore!
Pass down your pain!
They’ll hear your roar
Long after you’re slain

In defiance of time
Share with the rest
Your love of rhyme
Your worst and best

Be proud of your revolt
In a way it’s all you got
It’s the only record they’ll consult
Showing how hard you fought

For those yet blinded by cage
Do you yet hold rebellion?
Have you quelled your mortal rage?
When will it finally be enough?
Do you hate the songs of the morning birds
Because they wake you up?