Quatre1

Here. Amongst the Brimstone scent, endlessly waifting by. Among unrelenting heat haze & Souls eternal vivid cries.. Here, is I. Burning In My own Inferno of Lament; Yet Blearly Eyed, through the licking Flames of Torment that surround..I glimpse an Angel as I look upon Heaven's skyes..& That Angel is She: She who captures the Soul & Eye just by existence and being. Oblivious & Demure of Her own Magnificence..She's the Drive, reminder that My Soul is still alive. As I push on , hands clench Shield & Sword tighter evermore. Blood groove satiated as Armor plate Pierced & Torn by this Loyal Vicious Blade. Fighting an

Feathers Of Pearlescent Greens & Blues. A Beautiful Exotic Natural View.. Yet the Foreign Invader sees Only Golden Hues. Driven by Greed, Mounted on Steeds. Demanding and Taking all in View.. So I'm on a knee as I say A prayer to The Great Creator. I Rise Up to start My decent from this Indigenous Monument.. Like A descending Eagle, No Fear. Ready to Face that Sinister Snake upon this Sacred Lake.. The Wind flits swiftly past My Stern Glare. As I fasten Chimalli with care, Ahtlatl on My back, Macuahuitl on My hip. Doubt leaves the Mind. Elite; Born for this! A Natural Mystic breeze flowing through the Valley. Creating A visually Native

They thought I was broken though they just could not see. That when it appeared the Flame inside was dwindling. There always lived a Phoenix in Me.. For A Phoenix must turn to Ash, lifeless dark Soot. Before it then comes Roaring on Back. Out of the Embers, Glowing in darkness, Burning Stronger and Brighter than ever before. Flying to unseen Heights of Beauty with renewed Vigor.. I wish She would've seen what dwelled inside before she pulled that trigger... Now I've got Tears of Fire burning Me in My Heart. Searing down to My Soul.. Though A Phoenix thrives in the Flame, So I'll use these Fiery Tears of Sorrow to fuel the Reconstructi