Dreaming Again

I was dreaming again, of untroubled time
But the watchers came and killed the dream
Dressed in hollow lab coats white and clean
With no ears to hear my scream
And secret words behind the walls were spoken
My head hurt and inside my words were choking
The labor of my hand was turned against my name
Wide eye stares and rubber faces
Official chicken gibberish words spake out
Till from deep in the earth rose up anger's shout
My mind could no longer see,
But the grabbing of their collars and slapping of their faces
My words had not syllable, could write no sound, no cases
For the hideous creatures shrieking had no gentleness
The skinner box was closed and the righteousness
Of the headless invisible ones crushed all that was good
Breaking heart and will, looking on behind darkened hood
Oh so tired to carry, that which needs be buried 
The boxer had no place to strike at blood and clay
For the shadows on the wall had all run away
Back to their places behind the day
Back to where they'd been before
Little dictators one and all
All home caning in Singapour
Do not chase them, let them go
For anger doth kill the mortal soul,
They like spiders run to count vibrations
Caught up in coolie whispered lies
Those black hole bellied spies
Sucking out the life of the hive
Till they fall fast like broken lines
From the weight of shallow hollow spines.

Long Lost Lad

I'm lookin for a long lost Ladd
I knew him once I Knew his dad
I found him on my doorstep and on my dialpad
But know he's gone away, I hope not angry, perchance not sad
He climbed the bears Nest
And divined the sailors shipwreck
Now on land, then again on deck
Where'd he go now this son of the Titans
To feed the waif and fill the wayward
With food and tale, folksong and ale
Till all filled with words so long
as to make one ready for the comfort of dreams
For a hand on the helm gives warmth to the souls
of any who know the navigators skill
and so the winds whisper still.....
Laddy where have ya gone ta son?