Starfield Commander Words by Douglas Heyes Jr. STARFIELD COMMANDER Xander Alexander was the Starfield Commander The Skipper aboard Mystic Mariner His father was the Admiral, trained at Cape Canaveral An Astronaut, he never seemed to fall No one there had failed to see the writing on the wall He worked around jet engines and studied Maritime Law His record had no blemishes, no warnings or admonishments No covenants or punishments, there was nothing at all He was not a humble man and bound to fits of rage When he was commissioned Captain, they put him in a cage To sweat out his addictions and to help him turn the page Then he met a Woman who was barely half his age His Crewmen came from Skybound, NASA, JPL They were put through living hell Before the sound of the first Ship’s Bell Kiss your woman fare-thee-well She had an air about her of Elegance and Pain Like someone left her Frozen Heart to thaw out in the Rain Something else was hiding there, an element of shame Skybound Mariners unite into the astral plane Commander Xander’s Legacy was like an Unchained Melody An unquestionable honesty and principled propriety Like his crewman out at sea, he was sworn to secrecy When, at last, the storm came in, he turned astern, came back again Ensign Sera, a dark Moonchild, would make all the Crewmen go wild With a Heart of a Lion, and the ways of a Child The stars of Orion shine in her eyes Humble, mysterious, quietly wise Off for a rendezvous with our allies Gossip and ballyhoo under gossamer skies Secret, clandestine strategy session We make a decision, blockade imposition This must be done with exquisite precision Reverberation in other dimensions No dedication celebration Facing an emergent situation Communication silence Battle stations for the violence Communicating with mirrors Obeying directives from our Seniors At JPL in Pasadena, they had us on their scope A rendezvous with the flotilla is our last and only hope We're the hunted or the Hunter as our Hearts are torn asunder Tell me, is it any Wonder we hear the sound of distant thunder? Sera took the con at the coming of the Dawn Step lively, Battle stations everyone Inside, we all were dying, though not for want of trying The enemy was lying in wait, up ahead and close behind The next entry comes from Captain Xander’s private logs “Our defenses now are failing, and we're going to the dogs Like a serpent in concealment underneath a rotten log The war is all around us, and way up on the Main The Ocean that surrounds us going totally insane The Enemy astounds us when they start to bring the pain No one here among us wants to die out in the Rain Won or lost at such a cost, and nothing left to gain Space-time is ruled by Intergalactic Law Based on Codes of the Maritime from the Royal Court of Warsaw I can't tell you everything about what we heard and what we saw But, I can tell you certainly, we are far Outside the Law Buckle up your Guns and Swords for the coming of the Lord Stand Guard with your Shipmates when they try to come on board If you even hesitate, you’d better listen to my Word Could be your Fate is to Fly Away on the Wings of a Great White Bird If that is what you're thinking, if that's what in your Mind The rest of us still think it's best to leave you far behind If you can't hack the Ocean, you will die out in Space-Time We can't lose Forward Motion, but we might be Flying Blind Commander Alexander took stock of all our weapons Besides our Earthbound Arsenal, we are well prepared for Heaven We Sail before the Seven Winds at Category 7 No Forgiveness for our Sins, weary Wartime passion How can you survive where there is no Satisfaction? If you die, are you the Target of a Chain Reaction? If you can Disintegrate and then Reintegrate Your Atoms are Intelligent, in a pristine, Primal State You can travel through the Galaxy till you reach the Heaven’s Gate These skills are more important now than they've ever been before You'll get rich when you commit to a life of being poor Don't take time to think about what the future has in store Do what you Do, Have what you Have, but most, Be Who You Are I don't have to tell you’re descended from a Star Out here on the Edge of Night, only Starlight burning bright Sera was the Tribal Chorus of what the Scribes had said before us We are living Prophecy as Captives in Eternity We are so much more than what you see in our Interdimensionality This can be as Dangerous as a Cult of Personality Unity will always Rise from fractalized Duality Yes, this test will manifest in times of greatest stress Don't hold your breath or you'll be left with nothing to be blessed Stand tall and proud or cry out loud, it doesn't matter anyway If you’re here or far away, we're behind you all the way Keep your Secrets well disguised Develop Darkness in your Eyes Let Tears come down and let them dry Seek Surrender when you Die This never ender of a Life Transcribed by a noble Scribe Written into the Akashic Record Circumscribed by Amelia Earhart There's no way you're getting out Alive Life begins the Moment that you Die Your Soul begins to extend, so you never reach the end You contain more than you are contained You're a Warlord of the Olympian Plain You change the Sunshine into Rain We set our Intention on a Parallel Dimension There’s no up or down in Space-Time, only Vector and Trajectory We're spinning like a Particle across the Galaxy No reference points are anywhere We disappear into the air Never to be seen again Till perhaps with the help of a Friend We might just make it back again With Sera playing Violin There's a Tale that I remember About a Gale Force Wind It was out on Lake Superior As the Storm was coming in It was cold in late November 29 Mariners Died I was First Made at the time The only man who survived x~~~TBC~~~×