The Last Fight

I see fire in the distant, it seems to climb so high.

The armies they roar as their feet pound the ground, 

Now the storm rolls in, the darkness drifts further down,

and they're not far from us now.

I told you all that I would be here for you.

I will lead you, wont leave you, and I will fight by your side.

It's getting closer, don't fear I stand near.

It's getting heavy, I will help you carry the weight.

In the front of the line is where I will be.

Please, trust in me to make the right call.

You will make it, even though you grow weary.

I will pull you, and drag you if I really needed to.

I told you all that I would be here for you.

I will lead you, wont leave you, and I will fight by your side.

It's getting closer, don't fear I stand near.

It's getting heavy, I will help you carry the weight.

In the end, what matters is not what you thought.

In the last stretch, hold true to your word.

In the last fight, I promise I will shine forth as your light.

In the last blow they will know, they should have just turned back.

I told you all that I would be here for you.

I will lead you, wont leave you, and I will fight by your side.

It's getting closer, don't fear I stand near.

It's getting heavy, I will help you carry the weight.

Ervin M. Amaya

                                                                                           Photograph: Alexus S. Kilpack

The Owl In The Stump

Out here in the midst of desert sand, towering stones, and far away from the places we call home, I can see life in such a simple form.

Out here in the long stretch of the sun I forget about time, and the pressure of the things that do not matter which stand in line at my door.

Out here under visible stars I can breathe deep, there are no tears to weep so long as I have your company to keep.

Out there life becomes so difficult and complicated, insomuch that in result we enter our adult years searching for purpose in strange ideas and dark cults.

Out there happiness is confused with money and jewels, now so suddenly the weasel has dug mazes through what matters most, with no concern for you.

Out there we are a mess, scrambling to secure our own, doing whatever possible to place on others large debts so to claim that they owe.

I see it all so clearly now, but I'll do what I can to lead us through, to keep you happy & free.

Ervin M. Amaya

                                                                                           Photograph: Alexus S. Kilpack

Hero

The power unleashed me, like a gift from above released unto me.

This phenomena as a child like a tease to me, but now I'm older, stronger, I could never let go.

The strength phenomenal, I remain anonymous through the shadow, and under the mask.

An owl in the dead of the night, not a single match encountered is a rival to me.

A protector, the one to stay back and fight,

An enforcer, I'll be here to counter the strike,

                                                                Photograph: Alexus S. Kilpack

The responsibility hanging heavy, lost lives slowly tearing me apart side to side.

This constant struggling to be in multiple places at once, only ever is one single chance.

The power consuming, the evil in the dark so overwhelming.

An impeccable thing or the one always at fault, the people always in doubt.

A savior standing over your shoulder, or am I evil's reaper just around the corner?

An indestructible being, but I fear I'm the one that could rip it and bring it all down.

I am what you hope me to be.

I will stand strong for you.

I will always hear you.

I am the hero.     

E.M.A.