balance

time arrives - betray your sorrows
by turning in and beginning to dare
to face the learnings known to make us whole
a penny here, a penny there
and other tolls extolled by the saviors
naive to the razor wire they are in our prayers

don't trade out to any fame or fiction
there can be no price for what is sane and true
come weigh the saddlebags of your faith
on all steeds of muse
a stair up, an endless number down
claim the poachers when their babble is spewed
to all the subjects of their whining kings, who feign to rule
but portions here lead to portions there
when those unfooled become those aware
of what the balances are in the roles we often have to bear

another stab at what romance is
the better half of modern wealth
an awkward try to prove the most we can

i renounce my lords of anger
to become a dawn of proof
that we are drowning in the souls we bruise
and hearts we never use

i don red shoes
and i dance hysterics
giving poet’s "damn yous" to all whom glare
at the wounds i come to have 
for seeing what i am

balance–on a scale of action
balance–on desire's ledge
balance each close shave of the barbarous day
balance–to suppose the flames
i need balance–to reinforce the piers
my enchantments of longing race
through the lingering years

and what remains to be learned if we're prone
and we deserve any chance to be shown
are the ways to face what it takes to bring our wantings home

balance–on a scale of action
balance–on desire's ledge
balance each close shave of these barbarous days
balance–to oppose their flames
we need balance–to divorced the fear
that our efforts to become whole should bring us any tears