Trent Schaefer 

Harmon, IL, USA 

 
 
If I see the day when everything falls away, I hope that this kind will help us turn and stay. Dreams of everything I had, was never good but never bad. It's just signs of what could have been so sad. Shout love up from your heart, shout solitudes of rage. With God on our side, all don't stay the same. With God on our side, never have to live with shame. After all, it's life—the ultimate love of game.  
 

FORETELL THE UNKNOWN FIND WHAT WAS SHOWN SOMEWHERE IN THERE ALONE. 
BE ONE WITH THE SUN FINISH WHAT HAS BEGONE AND RUN THE FUN BEGONE. 
ENTER MY MIND SEE WHAT YOU FIND THE LINES OF RIDDLES AND RHYMES A 
MESSAGE LEFT BEHIND SOMEWHERE FOR YOU TO FIND A DIFFERENT KIND FROM 
AN INTENSE MIND. THE MADNESS WILL BREAK SO SEE WHAT IT TAKES IT WILL 
FAKE IT WILL LEAVE LIVES AT STAKE THEN IT WILL ESCAPE. DO YOU NEED A CLUE I 
THOUGHT YOU KNEW BUT OH YES YOU DO BE THROUGH. WATCH YOUR PATH 
AVOID THE WRATH INTO THE BATH WHERE THE GARDEN SLEEPS REBORN ARE 
TEARS AND YOU ARE HERE WITH FEAR YOU WEEP. FEEL NO FRIGHT AT LEAST NOT 
TONIGHT HERE COMES THE LIGHT YOU WILL BE ALRIGHT. SHADOW TELLERS WILL 
DARKEN THE WAY IF YOU DECIDE TO STAY IT WILL BE OK COME ON LETS PLAY. 
FOLLOW ME I'LL LET YOU SEE IT ALL BEGAN AT A TREE IN THIS PLACE WE HAD THE 
FACE BUT OUR THOUGHTS COULD NEVER SEE. IF YOU ARE SCARED THE FEELINGS 
SHARED BEWARE IN THERE I CARE WATCH THE SKY THROUGH MY EYE FIND THE 
TRUTH IN THE LIES IF IT DIES YOU WILL RISE. FOR THE TEST YOU WILL DO YOUR 
BEST THEN HEAD WEST TO RECEIVE YOUR REST OPEN YOUR THOUGHT SEE WHAT I 
BROUGHT MAYBE IT WILL LAST THIS RELIC FROM THE PAST. IT CAN SAVE YOU TO 
THE HILL IF IT WILL BUT IF IT HARMS YOU THE LIFE WE SPILL AT OUR OWN FREE 
WILL MAKE SURE YOU CHOOSE RIGHT AND DO NOT TURN AROUND YOU MAY 
BECOME A MADMAN NEVER TO BE FOUND. THIS IS MY PLACE IT WAS NOT MEANT 
FOR YOU I UNDERSTAND YOU WILL NEED TO BE LEAD THROUGH SO TAKE MY 
HAND SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO IF YOU ONLY KNEW. CROSS THE LAKE FOLLOW 
YOUR FATE THE OTHER SIDE IS THE PERFECT MATE KISS FOR YOUR TEARS 
THEY WILL RISE AND APPEAR BROUGHT ON BY YOUR DEEPEST DARKEST FEARS. 
THIS IS THE WAY COME LET US STAY IN THE VALLEY OF THE GOLDEN DOGS, THEY 
LIVE IN THE SHADOWS DANCE IN THE CLOUDS AND LOVE AMONG THE FOGS. WHEN 
YOU SEE THE RED TINT APTLY UPON THE MOON BURN A CANDLE HURRY THEY WILL 
ARRIVE REAL SOON. THE GROWL IS DOOM SO WITCHES BROOM INTO THE COLD 
SO GROWING OLD. IN TIME YOU WILL FIND THIS KIND IS LEFT BEHIND AND ALL 
THESE DAYS YOU ARE JUST BLIND SO REMEMBER YOUR JOURNEY THROUGH THE 

EYES OF AN INTENSE MIND...... 
All poems Copyright © 1998 Trent Schaefer. All rights reserved.