The Dark Tower

The Tower resided on the red side of Compton, CA. Piru’s made sure the only blue in sight was the sky. Patterns were consistently sprayed on the concrete sidewalk after sun fall. Smog was the daily inhale. Everyone is infected.

The Mediator

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Funerals were a regular occurrence on the weekends. Usually the same hymn played its tune for the ceremony. A pale Christ appeared stained on a thick colorful glass window. With hands of prayer He looks to the sky as to gaze upon the Father. Beneath him is a pulpit of death. Casket colors change as do the  lower vessel.

The Dragon Dream

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RJ walked side by side with a man unknown to me. For a moment it felt I was with them but not once did they acknowledge or look my direction. Suddenly they turned around frightened by the first glance. Without hesitating RJ and the stranger sprinted away down a dark alley. Before I could turn around a giant black wing knocked me to the ground. Partially conscious, I glanced upon a black dragon towering over me. I slipped into a deep darkness and resurrected. The dragon was gone but my Father stood in the exact same spot where I was attacked. A smile was released before I was lifted from the ground and embraced with safety.

Nightmare of Faith 

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Three years passed but the dreams remained consistent. I thought a new location would make me forget about the Tower. Instead I had brought the darkness with me. Fear kept me in a place I hated. My soul became temporarily trapped in a nightmare. Demons wanted my flesh. Fluid reduced my pace tremendously. They chased me through the Tower reminding me I’m inhale.

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