DaVinci's Dreams
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)


I've seen the days of
fire and rain.
I've seen the visions
that Socrates claimed.


I held the days the
nights in my grip.
I felt the flames
and all sanity slip.


I call upon the heavens
send St. Michaels steel.
Ignite all the beacons
to the cells of Bastille.


Lets dine upon pyres
that illuminate the skies.
Wipe away those tears
that fall from those eyes.


Shadows will dance
and humanity falls.
Once the words spoken
it comes for us all.


For man woman and child
we fear from his blade.
His scythe takes a strike
and a soul now evades.


For angels and demons
all that's concealed.
How will we know what's
caporal or real?


Is it your vessel or
devoid a mere heart?
How shall we know
where humanity starts?


Just look to the heavens
and peer all the stars.
What resides in that vastness
is for Venus and Mars.


Mere mortals are we that
live on this rock.
Believers or not It's our
vanity that mocks!