Borders of Madness.

Mind's a haze, stomach
churns,
Eyes astray, misleading;
The urgency burns,

Dazed and drawn, prey
among predatory
things,
Silence, disturbing, mindless,
it pulls and tugs those
strings,

Trees? No. Something's
out there,
Running behind, now
somewhere over
there,
Misleading distance and
the sun's blazing
glare,

Deeper still, lead to
some strange
slaughter,
Hotter still, stomach
churning, yearning
for water,

Something's there; it
won't stay idle
long,
Keep present, alert,
steadfast and
strong,

Nothing, but
something,
Distance or near?
Presence, still, giving
not to the grip of
fear,

Strange land bordered
on reality,
Urgency, drawn in, heavy,
sapping agility,

Sore without reason, knees
commit treason,
But present in mind, though
a haze,
Back away, onward to other
days...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/24/2013
Written after a strange and near negative Spiritual Experience on Skyline Drive Rd in CDA.

Retribution.

Underhand me, you underhand
yourself,
Backstabbing lies, accumulated
wealth,
Lost in time as karma takes you
down that line,
Too caught up in yourself to
read the blatant sign.

Wandered long enough to
know,
Whatever comes must also
go,
In line of sight for the
entire show.

Lost in illusions of
permanence,
Last stand of
selfishness,
Delusions of
convergence.

No more,
In the street bleeding
from every pore,
Just another eye
sore...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/22/2013

Zanshin.

Harmony in conflict, mind set
as one,
Lines set, battle, hesitation down
to none,
Die caste, set to death, leaving
nothing undone.

No game, this is life, bringing the
fight at every turn,
Declaring war, locked and loaded,
ready to watch the whole
thing burn.

No survival, just the goal, strategist
at peace and moving as a
whole,
Cohesive in heart and mind, reaction
on a twitch, still as death down to
bone and soul.

Presence in the moment flowing
straight and true,
Ready on a flinch to run it
right through...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/22/2013.

For Glory Jane.

Baby bird don't cry another
tear,
Never fear, Daddy's gonna
make it right,
Whatever's the matter little
dear,
Daddy's gonna tuck you
in at night,

Whatever fear tugs that
fear,
Daddy's gonna make it
go away,

Whatever interrupts
that smile,
Daddy's gonna walk
another mile,

Just to wake another
day,
Whatever it takes
just to see that
smile,

Princess, Daddy loves
you so damn
much,
Not a moment that don't
go by that Daddy don't
miss your little touch...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/20/2013

Waves Toward Home.

Somewhere forgotten in
the trebble of life,
Lost, begotten, under
another knife,

Which way to the nearest
road?
Which way to that lost
abode?

Distant, those eyes, seeking
that lost thundering
tide,
Beneath the waves, just
another ride,

Crimson swirls in endless
worlds,
Scattered in waking
foam,
Head in headless, lost
in deathless,
Where they may roam,

Somewhere distant, in
one instant,
Just some place to
call home...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/20/2013

Battle of Soldiers.

I'm running with anger, so full of danger
I'm running from time, due by some crime
My life is a mess, so full of stress
While drinking beer, I feel the fear
If i die at least I try, I will not cry
do as I must, who can i trust
if not you, then who is true
as I run I must have fun, Otherwise I am done.

iam a soldier for the streets,
i never miss a beat....
i believe in whats true,
i give all in what i can do....
i remember why iam here,
and its definetly not fear....
its to remember why your here.....
i live for my life,and family,
dont try me,i got real love definetly.....
i was born a mccarty,always a party...
but whats close to me most,i keep in my heart,
dont think twice,you were  done from the start............

Declare war from the heart a true
strategist worlds apart,
Street beats understood, distance
glaring under a hood,
Tread there never a care,
Whatever comes, on top I
fare,
Idealized on the corner, but
realized on the border....
An edge away, the lines are
gray,
No thought, just action, so
goes the way...

A Soldiers job is never done, though we travel and have some fun
Our aim is true and never see the blue, until it all comes true
The time is great and feelings relate, the mood is blue and thought's are true
you seek to retreat when your feet get fleet, but remember a Soldiers job is never done
So while we have fun in the summer sun, the enemy's always on the run
sleep tight knowing I fight to make it right, and hold your panties tight.


the war of ptsd is far from over,
but i gurantee iam your four leafe clover...
its not he luck you need on the floor,
its the heart you carry forever....
its your heart that gives you adrenaline,
never forget what your walking in.....
it will be the first,maybe the last,
but atleast you know,your not coming in last....
attitude is everything,dont forget,
dont go home with a single regret....
know your job is never done
until ypour home with your loved ones......

Contact in contract, life is
what life does,
Presence lost in ever grasped,
forgotten what it ever
was,
Four leafe clover or is it
just over?
Last laugh in the last verse,
forgetting last what once
came first,
Life done, but life again,
Lost in halls in search
of the sane...
-END-

(C) D.C. Chapman, Jay McCarty, and R.K. McCarty

08/17/2013

Teacher and Father.

From the streets to the
yard,
Backing you up ain't
so hard,

Little voices in constant
question,
So open and free to
every suggestion,

Back up, they're mine!
Influence? No! Just
stand the
line!

Two shots for
interference,
Dad's my name, how's
that for adherence?

Its' a war for their
souls bitch,
Guaranteed you're
in the ditch,

Warrior I am, so mess
if you dare,
Step up and step hard, see
how well you'll
fare,

Fuck your influence
and just walk the
line,
Morals and integrity,
their minds are
mine...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/17/2013

Social Breakdown.

Lesson to the right, but
only to the right,
Contact, retract, then
there's a fight,

Left wing laughter
in wake of all the
blight,
Contact, retract, then
there's a fight,

Fair in equality, nothing
but conceptuality,
Lost in ignorance and
tyranny,

Moral codes traded
for trending
popularity,
Constant exchange in
polarity,
Selling souls for
'clarity.'

In essence nothing but
debauchery,
Just to feed the
'staunchery.'
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/17/2013

Recht 2..3..4.

War declared on that
peace within,
Onward, forward, yet to
the right again,

Growth in conflict
to segregate and
separate,
Know thyself and
differentiate,

Open-minded ignorance
speaking peace and
variety,
True state in chaotic
harmony,

Set against that fascist
within,
Onward, forward, yet to
the right again,

declaration, independence,
motion toward separation,
Not this, not that, set
against the integration,

Conceptual tease, to
the left appease?
Never again, all out
War within,

Strategic piece, set
against peace,
Tranquility in conflict
set toward release,

Lines drawn, the march
is on,
Three moves ahead in a
War never won...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/17/2013

Hole made Whole.

Great, now and again, but
mostly just so so,
Life, whatever that means,
whichever way I
flow,

Down and out, but not
Down with a frown,
Emotional storm, though
I may slowly drown,
Just another little
clown,

In the end, didn't fight
hard enough,
Know right now, should
have had tougher stuff,
But now and again, its'
just had enough,

Lost in the throws, yearning
for a hug,
Knowing always, I miss my
Lady Bug...
-END-
(C) D. C. Chapman
08/17/2013

Deconstruction.

Destroy whats' left, persona;
The mask is removed,
Crack in the shell, amnesia;
Nothing accomplished, nothing
proved,

Internal fault line burst into
shakes;
Illusion broken, bruised and
torn,
Dissatisfied the masters, thrown
to the snakes;
Bitter, tired, and worn,

Missiles to the soul;
Reckless abandon, nothing left
but hope,
Hollow out the hole;
Twitching in the dark with
nowhere to grope...
-END-
(C) Acharya Kalicitta (D.C. Chapman)
08/08/2013

The Other Shore.

Waves ridden, storm away;
Distant shores on some other
day,

Never mind in minded haze;
riding straight into the
blaze,

Careless, free, all the way
down;
Laughter, driven, in turmoil
drown,

Swan song in turbulence;
Goodbye to radiance,

Downward spiral straight
to the core;
So long, for now, unto the
other shore...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
08/08/2013