Danny Ballan

Table of Contents  [ hide ] Poetry | Invictus Audio Poetry | Invictus Transcript Poetry | Invictus Audio Poetry | Invictus Transcript So heavy is your burden, but so is mine, and so is everyone’s. What you kept telling yourself over the years blaming others for your misfortunes and your so-called failures does not concern me or anyone. All those who love you are sick and tired of your whining as if you were the only one dining at that big table called life. We all want what’s best for you, but no one will ever know what that is for sure except for you, and no one will ever be able to take you there; we might be mere audiences in the middle of some long and lonely stretches standing just to cheer you on, but you are running your marathon alone. I took some time off of mine to come cheer you up. Soon I have to go back my way; excuse me if I value my life a little more than yours. I chose to be strong not only for you, bu

Table of Contents  [ hide ] Poetry | War Child Audio Poetry | War Child Transcript Poetry | War Child Audio Poetry | War Child Transcript You’re all heroes fighting for freedom, honor and justice or whatever cause you might have believed is enough to take life until you kill a child. The bullet you send doubles back and hits your heart and damages your conscience forever. Only one of two options are available for you, either broken forever or broken and a monster. Hold on, kill me instead. I am a man you may accuse of any crime you may choose, but not a child so innocent. That child does not belong to you, to me, or to a god you may in his name kill that innocent creature—that child belongs to a future you and I have stolen away; that child belongs to a day we need to start building from today, but go on and kill that child for you are not capable of building a dream. You blame the world for your lost dream; now you wa

Table of Contents  [ hide ] Poetry | To Adonais Audio Poetry | To Adonais Transcript Poetry | To Adonais Audio Poetry | To Adonais Transcript From to Adonais  by Percy Bysshe Shelley   -39- Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep- He hath awakened from the dream of life- ‘Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep With phantoms an unprofitable strife, And in mad trance, strike with our spirit’s knife Invulnerable nothings.-We decay Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief Convulse us and consume us day by day, And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay. Peace, peace! Shelley starts this stanza with peace as if the remaining place to seek peace in this world is gone, eradicated by conflict; as if the only way to find peace in this world is by fighting for it to get to a peaceful spot nourished by the blood of many who sacrificed for the sake of a final eternal unblemished peace. Oh yes, Mr. Shelley fi

Table of Contents A Bullet’s Life Audio A Bullet’s Life by Danny Ballan A Bullet’s Life Audio A Bullet’s Life by Danny Ballan Since they invented me, they have been using me to show off their power and solve problems they created. Believe me when I say I had nothing to do with all those monsters they created. After all, I’m just a tiny piece of metal that has yet to figure out the reason for its own existence. However, I have learned that I am more powerful than the most powerful nuclear bomb. Oh yes, I have killed way more than she ever did. I know they call her the mother of all bombs, but that mother is left barren and left to waste and slowly decay, but I, I am forever so fertile. She may be like the Roman eagle whose sight was at times more powerful than all the swords that broke hordes of those less fortunate to bear the divine right of the Roman’s many gods to rule or simply live a life their own, but this is not about her; she will never steal my thunder. To

Table of Contents  [ hide ] Hope Is The Thing with Feathers Audio Hope Is The Thing with Feathers Hope Is The Thing with Feathers Audio Hope Is The Thing with Feathers Is hope what we need now? No, it’s not hope what we need; it’s not; we need to act and a walking cane as it may be or braces that help us move along, it works only when we stretch our legs and move. But truth be told, we are the ones who abandoned hope way more than it abandoned us. Even when we felt it did, it did not. It has always been waiting at the corners of our lives, watching and waiting for us to reach for it to pick us up. It is that bird we gave freedom to, so it flew, but not too high if we have it the very next moment shot. It’s all in your hands and mine. Whether we decide to do something about whatever may be standing in our way, or stay here and try to rhyme a poem that needs no rhyme. At least this is what I do to fill my tank of hope; w

Table of Contents  [ hide ] I Belong Audio I Belong from The Scream Poetry Collection I Belong Audio I Belong from The Scream Poetry Collection I have searched the world I had access to for a religion, a group, a cult to share a god, or if nothing else to share a meal or a moment without being scrutinized and eaten inside out by naked eyes sizing up my belief and compare it to their own with only one size to fit. Unfortunately, being a man myself, I do change a lot as does my size, feelings, and thoughts. The only eternal thing I have is the quest to seek and find whatever I want to seek and find. No strings attached, no shackles, no one oasis to drink from and be full, forever. As thirsty as I am, I kept sleeping a man and waking up another man until one day I may never wake up. The same face in the mirror bothers me so much that I have to step away from my thoughts each time and shave them like my beard and believe w

Table of Contents  [ hide ] Long Way from Home Chapters 1 & 2 Audio Long Way from Home Chapters 1 & 2 Video Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Long Way from Home Chapters 1 & 2 Audio Long Way from Home Chapters 1 & 2 Video Chapter 1 Getting back home that day took me way longer than I wanted. It should have been the same fifteen-minute walk I took every day from Rachidy Software Company, where I worked for the past five years. I was rushing home to my projects and dreams after a long day full of nonsense and long meaningless late meetings. I fancied the road to be one of those in the countryside with trees on both sides to shade me from the scorching sun and the breeze passing through a tunnel-like road, and I was walking towards the bright unknown, but it was night, and I was walking like a robot on a street infested by too many cars parked everywhere on the road and sidewalk blocking the little green left. I was hal