Wake Up, Dead Man

Wake up, dead man,
For whom a lightening vision
Pounds on the sleeper's razor-sharp door
Divorced from the witless addiction of abuses
From bare bones life itself
It's time to show and tell —
Commit to memories troubled up
And leave the living bound in their peace
Beyond the cold touch of tears
Bestow a powered peace
Cloudless and free
The fathomless anger resolutely snapped
Then sleep forevermore