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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Visions of you I see a knight in armour – one of King Arthur’s – ready to do battle at the drop of a word – for Queen, country, god and ego. I see Babe Ruth, knocking balls out of the game, in order to be the winning team – for god country and soul. I see Amelia Earhart, taking on the air, the skies, the world – for ego, spirit, soul, heart and the abused child / woman in her. I see Muhammad Ali, putting on the gloves in order to knock out all wood be challengers to her position, control, power, rightness. I see a chess pro, taking out the pawns, the knights, the bishops, rooks, the queen – check mating the king – putting him in his place, - under her thumb, under her queen - winning the game. I see a friend chocking up in the crunch – makes the wrong choices – ends up missing, sinking the eight ball that she is now behind. Never winning the game she so desperately wants to play well. I see a friend who needs so much more than she is, who needs so much more than she ever gets, who needs to be a lover and loved, who needs to be loved as a lover. B. J. “A” 2 July 29th, 2003 Visions of you Part Two De ja vu - I see a sergeant, major, barking out orders, to all, as if this world were her own private army. I see a little Hitler, – mustache and all – trying to rule her tiny, little universe – make it fit her ideal dream. I see a Johnnie Cochran, and his dream team ( your demons ), O J Simpson, the defendant, convincing herself and the world she is truth, she is right, she is might, and as Jonnie Cochran, the lawyer, the mouth piece shooting down - all reason, all logic, all attempts – by denying, by lying, by deception, by trying to baffle brains with bull ****, by throwing every irrelevant - verbal diarrhoeaed – thought and word into the fray, in order to distract, avoid the issues, the truths, to be right. I see a Jim Jones, a Joseph Smith, preaching her gospel, a gospel according to her - designed to have the sheep, the blind, the week, the lost souls of this planet to follow her path without question, and in the end, sacrifice “ ALL ” for the sake of her fragile soul, her floundering, lost spirit, her ill ego. I see a friend, with a heart of gold, if truth be told. More of a friend to those who have done her wrong. then to those who truly care, about her welfare. B. J. “A ” 2 July 29th, 2003
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