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Here I will Update and post for the Lost Places Journey of rediscovery. A photo-documentary Journey of rediscovery if you will, Let all of US have this with us to find and enjoy these places before they are lost, forgotten, destroyed and lost to time and in the Long Past.
Darknes Sounds
In the Darknes
Sounds are all around,
the hissin & whirlin,
the silence within,
it's in my head,
in mists of pain,
hello to that darknes;
it never goes away.
These my oldest & newest friends
they’ve come to mess with me again:
decisions made when I was young
I'd trained for some future war
I just ignored all those who’ve….. been before.
That vision of what would Be,
seared in my brain,
It will & still remains,
Within mists of darkness, &
The Pain made its way deep within
& left its…. SEEDS of darknes,
right down to the DNA.
With restlessness sleep,
I do walk all alone
like a zombie,
down abandoned roads
within the halo,
of that searing sun,
the desert in my dreams.
started creeping in,
I turned myself & faced,
that cold & damp.
I can still feel that Desert; so far past,
My eyes; stabbed by the flash
of a missiles light
that tore the night,
that touched the pain,
It has & remains....
We’ve heard without listening
We’ve talked without speaking
We’ve writing without reading
writing things that will never be shared,
No couldn't dare,
disturb that Darknes Sound;...
the silence that's
hissin & whirlin,
so many things,
so many thoughts
rumbling in our head.
I've seen the missiles,
naked trail of light
thousands seen,
maybe more in that war.
Where It lands no one knows,
till the flash in the end,
then the sound of darknes &
pain Remains,
that seared & sealed the brain.
"Said I, to all who care;”
"don't you know,…
How pain… like a cancer grows…
into ones… Eternal Soul...
How do we get,
Forgiveness,
for the things we’ve done. It's almost lost… & at what cost
all the time we feel alone!
together we had to fight as one…
& remained in that Place;...
of Darknes Sound.”
Then I bowed & had to pray,
to the God, I thought,
but couldn't say,
I said; “help”
then pain flashed,
many warnings signs,
words that were forming,
I couldn’t say, finally I was able & said:
Thanks, for letting me be Me again.
Then these words so clear
Seemed to penetrate,
The voice so Stern, Quiet & Low,
less than a whisper
I strained & heard:
Your journey's end is
not near or finished
Be patient & you will see
your here to help
Your Brothers & Sisters;
let your light shine
along your way.
To Un-Hear those sounds, Of Darknes!
Author: Kevin Rodewald
aka rodedawg
Time To Say Goodbye
From the time we are Born, we are on a path,
A path that will lead to our end,
Then the day comes it will be our time,
The time we have to say goodbye,
We had a long and joyful time,
& We’ve treasured our time
With our family and friends,
The time comes when at our end,
To pass from this life to
Eternity where we will have no end.
For those who remain,
It seems so permanent,
It’s hard to say goodbye,
To our family and friends,
We've had so much fun in the sun
And we love our family and friends,
So as family or friends leave this mortal coil
All I have to say is I'll / we’ll see you again,
In a time and place where we all have no end.
We've laughed, joked & cried,
In our time with our family & friends,
When we lose family and friends,
It will seem so long till we will see them again,
Our tears are for us not them,
This we do as we will miss them,
Until we reunite with them again;
They are now at peace and rest.
They now have no beginning and will have no end.
We cannot wait to see our dear loved ones again,
Cause you see we laughed,
We cried, and loved all of our family & friends,
We feel this loss now, it will seem so long,
Till we leave this life and see them again
Where we will love, joke, & laugh,
When we reunite with our family and friends.
We know it’s hard to say goodbye,
When we lose some family & friends,
Even though we have this; our memories,
Our memories of our dear loved family & friends,
God be with you till we meet again,
God be with you till we meet again.
This will be our time forevermore and life without end.
Author: Kevin W. Rodewald
aka rodedawg
BAYOU TIME
The bayou has its own kind of time
It's not laid back
Nor,
Is it a fast track its just;
It's jus dat,
A bayou kind of time.
Living on bayou time.
It can't be explained
Nor,
Can it be taught
It has to experience
To know what's,
What about,
living on Dat side of life.
It's the bayou kind of time,
Yes!, it's bayou time,
It's laid back but not slack,
It's real but almost unreal,
It's so simple,
Again it kan't be explained
Living on bayou time.
It's has a kind of rhythm,
That permeates your soul,
Once you have it
You'll not ever
let it go.
No matter how many words is written,
It's just not possible
It's more than a thing and a place,
Cause it's Dat kind of time...
Kan't explaine,
You wouldn't understand.
Author Kevin Rodewald a.k.a. rodedawg
World Freedom
For What It's Worth,...
I hope we all remember the song. Released on Dec 5, 1966
Songwriter: Stephen Stills. Recorded By: Buffalo Springfield.
It warned us, AND! Not just for that time, but for all times.
But did we listen, THE sh!t of it is, It didn't stop, It just changed… IT,
Morphed… … it crept… in, as evil does it puts on a different face,
as the wolf puts on a sheepskin…, just to deceive…now again we see or as,
IT Sees fit to devour freedom in the cloak of welfare-being security …..
For What It's Worth … this time it's our life!
There's something happening again,
What it is, is getting clearer,
it took over 50 years,
It started when we gave into fears,
One man said, "The Only Thing We Have To Fear Is...Fear Itself."
It's time We stop,
And find that sound!
It's time we stop! Find that sound!
Everybody!: "Wake Up, To What's Going Down!"
Truckers started carrying the signs. mostly saying:
"Freedom For All Mankind"
There's police with guns over there,
saying beware, & gotta be scared.
Saying, Papiere bitte?, Oops sorry,
I meant, "Your papers please."
What a field day for the heat,
a hundred million people in the streets, shouting,
"it's time to be free, It's our lives this time."
Battle lines have been drawn.
It's time We stop
And find that sound!
Everybody!: wake up to what's going down?
It's the mentality of totalitarianism,
don't wear a mask, Step out of line,
speak your mind &
The police will haul US away.
Young people follow & have taken the bait.
Just being snowflakes!
It's time We stop & find that sound!
Everybody!: wake up to what's going down?
There's things happening everywhere.
what it is, is precisely clear.
Corrupt Governments &
Tyrants trying to grasp power,
They're right & everybody else is wrong!
It's so insidious & It's from the inside.
It's in the parliament of Canada,
into our nation, it will creep, Oh Yes,
Just… wait… & see,
Oh lord, When can we be free,
Free from fear & ternary?
It's time We stop,!
And find that sound!
Everybody!: wake up to what's going down?
it's time we stop this from going down,
We Shout, Drown, And end that Sound!
Everybody!: wake up to what's going down?
It's time we stop that sound from continuing on.
Hey, wait we've heard that sound before?
It's time we stop this,... from going on,
It's time we stop & identify that,... to keep it from going on.
keep it from going on… keep it from going on.
keep it from going on.
Author: Rodedawg,
aka Kevin W. Rodewald
March/3/2022
Saudi War-Time Blues.
This is for all my Brothers & Sisters out there. Semper Fi, Hoorah & Hooah.
As this is all our stories & Not mine alone. To all soldiers out there,
I got help now it's time to get yours, Don't Ignore The Saudi War-Time Blues.
______________________________
Forward March!, Your Left, your, left, your Left, righter, left.
(Platoon Cadence)
Your Left, your Mama's side, your Right, you left you father too,
Your right, your left, right-er, left.
Marching. Marching. Marching. Marching.
(Unison, & building & slow fade out)
-_-_-_-_-
Marching, Along In The Desert, Sand in Our Boots.
All I/We Can Remember Is The Heat On My/Our Backs &
These Saudi War-Time Blues.
Saudi War-Time Blues. (pleading and lonesome)
Brother/Sister Wait For Me, I/We Have Nothing Left To Give.
Underneath The Sun & Desert Sky, As We Face These, Blues,
Who Can Give Me/Us Some Shelter, War-Time Blues,
That's Something, Something I/WE Can Use.
Those Damn Saudi War-Time Blues.
Brother/Sister, Are You Hit, I Can't See Any Exit Wound(s).
War, Death & Destruction Can & Will Break You,
(matter of fact statement)
I'm/We're Way Down & it's In The Depths Of Our Soul's,
As I/We Deal With These; War-Time Blues.
Saudi War-Time Blues, I/We, I/We got Those,
War-Time Blues, Saudi War-Time Blues. (loud pleading despair)
Is There No One, NO ONE, To Tell Us The Truth.
Living Is Hell As I/We Deal With These Saudi War-Time Blues.
I/We live In A Place Where The sun won't shine,
But The Heat On Our Back, Remains.
We Got Them Who Can Blame Us, Saudi War-Time Blues,
War-Time Blues. (pissed off & rude)
We're All Torn Up Inside, As, I/We Try To Get Free From Them,
But I'm/We're Stuck Like Glue, TELL US!!:
Where Can I/WE Go For Relief, Relief,
Trying To Free Ourselves
For My/Our Soul, From These,
Saudi War-Time Blues,
WHAT THE HELL DID YOU GIVE US BEFORE WE HIT THAT FORWARD LINE!
(loud and obnoxious)
Saudi War-Time Blues,
Please Can't, Someone Help Us Find SHELTER, Shelter, This is what we need,
As we're Still Havin' To Deal With, These;
Saudi War-Time Blues.
We Got Those Damn,
Saudi War-Time Blues.
(((We're Beyond What We Ourselves Can Repair,
& Help Is Beyond What We Can Ask For, Dealing With These)
(just a matter-of-fact statement),
(Saudi War-Time Blues, It's more than Just.
Saudi War-Time Blues.
IT IS!
Any War-Time Blues,
Marching, Marching, Marching, Marching, Marching, Marching,
Marching. Marching. Marching.) quietly fading out)
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Now if you can read the lines you know the signs, Go get help if you have S.W.T.B. OR the real name of This is,
P.T.S.D.
Get Some Help. Just Find Help.
Author: Kevin W. Rodewald, aka: rodedawg…