Supersonic (Metahuman Suite)

The original version of Supersonic, titled The Crooked Master Key, has been published in All of Me Vol. II, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing.

Listen to Supersonic by Richard Charles Stevens (Metahuman Suite)

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Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
In the darkest corners of his mind
Were thoughts enshrined of all he left behind
Church bells chimed their mourning cries
Clouds pooled within the sprawling skies
Yawning wide these warring tribes
Performing rites to forge the ties of bind upon imploring eyes
While former heights floored were moored to falling tides
.
Blinded by reminded pains of yesterdays that came and passed
Overcast today and begging borrow from tomorrow with the sorrow making hollow of his desecrated heart
Torn apart by scorning chants informing his dark artistry
Coursing through each artery to see him bleeding torpidly
Awkwardly advancing through the thicket to the bastard tree
Thereafter he would forfeit crooked master key
.
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
Discovered in the pantry
On the top shelf as a child
Could never understand why it contorted with regards
Tragically this magic key was stripped of all its majesty
The moment he fell victim to the bickering of travesty
Held no clue as to if it could actually serve purpose
Took it to the locksmith
They were certain it was worthless
Surplus to requirements for a mind deprived of ripening
Palms grew sweaty
Chest already tightening
.
This code of silence stifled him
Opposed to primed enlightening
Unbeknownst to host each frond of bracken opened guiding him
Golden ponds had blackened
In assist of his inaction
While the skies once prized were prised apart
Chastising him
Harrowed his advancement through the thicket to the bastard tree
Suddenly harked back to crooked master key
.
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
(Supersonic)
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
(Supersonic)
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
(Supersonic)
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
(Supersonic)
.
In the deepest reaches of his soul
Were gifts long since beseechingly bestowed
(Su-Supersonic)
Stolen at the turnpike as he rolled beneath the searchlight
Out of sight remained until he made brave his return flight
Spared a thought for all he found ironic
(Spared a thought for all he found ironic)
Wept out purest essence as a desperate measured tonic
(Ironic)
The pain was no less chronic
Danger no less quadraphonic
Battlefield before him still posed threat Napoleonic
Though life once tragicomic now composed an ode more hopeful and melodic
(Su-Supersonic)
And every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.
Each self
Each self
Each self
Each self
Each self-believing smile contagious
Green mile travelled advantageous
Nothing callous
Nothing heinous
Reinventing constellations
.
Each self-believing smile contagious
Green mile travelled advantageous
Nothing callous
Nothing heinous
Reinventing constellations
.
Armed with crooked master key
Advanced upon the bastard tree
Turned within the deepest knot
And watched on as it gasped relief
Even with his armour cleaved
Destitution charmed reprieve
When life turned out make-believe
He possessed innate belief in days of old
To see this brave paroled from grope of bastard tree
To have
To hold a tale untold
Unbolted by the master key
.
Life once tragicomic now composed an ode more hopeful and melodic
And every dream redeemed was supersonic
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
Supersonic
Su-Supersonic
Sonic
Every dream redeemed was supersonic
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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2 Comments

  1. “Armed with crooked master key
    Advanced upon the bastard tree
    Turned within the deepest knot
    And watched on as it gasped relief”

    That’s a beautiful a vision 🌳

    That last verse is very revealing of your journey from class clown and turbulent times to where you’re at now and I’m so damn proud of you. As is everyone who sees you 🐭

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