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This Present Darkness

Freedom I long to hear your bells ring
If you only knew what it would do to me
Auspice and a pair of Jacks, its sudden destruction
And the Poetry World's composure was completely destroyed
As we complete the circle of Life and Avalanche and bury the Poets
The organ plays and the funeral starts
As they compete with a man of God
Angel's and Chariots of fire
A demonstration of God's Power on earth
Extraordinary as her performance, I express myself
Court is convened now, she got the message
A star falls, I expand, 
Lost Treasure discovered inside ourselves
How could I deny the fact
You gave me strength when no one else was ever there!

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2013



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Reaping the Benefits

I can't see the benefits
I'm still taking needless risk
I breathe the same air that Jesus did
I still carry his pain 
I have mastered it
I lay it down at his feet 
Please forgive me your Majesty
Give me the strength to overcome
Help me in my time of need
When I died to myself wisdom was risen within me
And a vision was given to me
And sorrow flooded my soul
I never take the bed if it's made with nails
I know I must defeat my demons 
And I'm there making my bed in hell
And the Lord is with me
And my enemies can still feel the mental strength of my mind still
And that's the benefits

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2015

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Poetic Justice

I look inside you
I step inside then
Well, well, look what I find here

Is this place Hell 
Where my steps have led me
She calls me the Devil
Well that sounds just like him

Comteplations of direct hits
Night Marches regardless
If I’m the Archer or the target
Your still a part of
The weapons aimed in my direction

Shells, Shields, Force fields
Special Forces
Black opts, Black Hawks
Solid truths in soft words
Infrared, GPS, global positional satellites  
Inferred here, I’m speaking from the third person

a glutton for punishment, a fly in the ointment 
there are no flies on somebody
I’m Dynamic, I’m a driving force
I’m vigorous, full of energy, poetically spoken I got a purpose
Poetic Justice
Poet Destroyer
I tell you in Latin, I’m Acinonyx jubatus
Imma Cheetah
My words travel faster than a Leopard 
I ain't no follower, I ain't no lemming 
A Legend lends itself to something
Legitimately speaking

“To the system, I speak into the Universe
In the light years I splash and play in”

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2012

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Special Forces

I ain't like nothing you ever heard before
 I tell you what when I get done
we'll see if you still feel the same


know im known, you know i spread all my love around
and what you looking for drugs sorry i dont sell them
U know where im from we do it all different kind of ways

got some good friends still, then i got some old friends that aint worth a shit
even though they say old friends are gold
Well maybe if your an old friend of mine you could show me


then sliver is refined new friends come and shine their lights on my dark path
and they love me even though im a smart ass

so stick around hell it ain't hell
its a pretty nice town  Hillsboro, Tx


Oh hold those doubts and false thoughts about me
down in the valley in the shadow of darkness
i walk with men, i talk with them
some fathers  some a couple hardheads
but they all good men or they would'nt walk with me
we got a team boy we talking serious
we furious, you feel our spirits when we put your ass in mental check

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2012

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Science and Society Vs Technology

Bullets create the holes and life evaporates
society can't grasp the concept of mind control
we do seem quite mindless 
science can't wait to examinate  the soul
Darwin said my theory would fall to pieces if they couldn't figure out the cell
so technology succeeds them all by leap and bounds
But what is it's final destination?
There is a power for a man to wield
And there's a power for a man to cast down
as the hours count and the seconds overshadow them
like warriors of another nation

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2016



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Emergency Surgery a C Section

Urgent Surgery, A C-Section in three seconds
Look lady! 
I'm trying to save you and the baby
Nurse Fox prepare the Incision sit
Nurse D please hand me a scalple
To save the Mother
Science says its impossible
And I'll be lucky
To make it out the room alive
Whoosh! They rush past me
There goes the team and staff 
Now it's just me
And I aint even a freaking Doctor
And inside these reactions 
Creations are made in high rates of radiation
And inside my mind there is a Chemical Lab
It unfolds and rolls out straight
Now Lady Luck sit up you aint even pregnant yet
Now there you go 
I speak the word... Poof! theres you  a wishing well
I pull the lever down now
It's amazing! ain't it lovely how your wishes fell
And a kiss? 
Yea on the cheek and not the lips
That always makes you naughty girls go crazy!
I'm like it's daytime
So lets take away the Nightmares
It's the same day 
It's okay, you can hold my hand
Now I'm there in the nights
The knight that fights inside your dreams
And don't ask me why
These lights they just twirl into red and green
And when I say blue 
I'm accomindating you by making changes
A snowflake Falls on the same site
where we just had basketball size hail
And another casket goes into the ground
No more suffering!
Another one of my brothers just fell
Zip the body bag up
I ain't got nothing on my team but a bunch of ignorant fools
And when I drop it's like a star goin off into a supernova
I toss em and they land into a pile of schizophrenics
And now these Two nurses Know
Ceratintly Life is taken serious
Together we're a Dream Team
Piss on some forensics
Cuase I cut you a slice
2 times Twice the psychic
I can take you to the body
But your furture use of me is undecided

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2012

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The Masters

h when i was truth i fell
drew boy i grew up
still def still be a cre4ators tool
wipers for the pain tears drop
fear not, fret no baby worrys from the devil. whispers on my ear xrtays , be very afraid, cantrall camaflauge like a sand dollar, honor boy we descretion , a virtue is all im left now, we the still launching balls in the park, remarks, its remarkableaint it?deep all dark as the cell lights from weldsgenuine from the top to the bottom, weathered by the struggle tried and true i confess tyhe devil still got a bounty on my head here, Weapons come bring all even that

determination reaffirmed confirmation
dragged across the face of
the devil, and i will face him,
killer on a cutthroat, lost my chrome and prorellis,
tomahawk mechetes,common cause i blare on, bread and butter, married to love of, giving mary credit, everytime i ever said it, deeper than the message, freedom never said more, boy act like he badder, go for me now im bipolar facing all weapons like its the deepest ****ing episode, connection in the west, no nothing coming easy, friends spell finders,wilder than saying it aint over, i aint acting like im clean, babys body beating on my head whelps and melodies, def to a felony, boy consider carefully im more than just distant memories, more than u still feell, the crown on your head of a king i slam down, been down in this sound like seashells has been around, like it hurts well pain is my profession, still trying trying to perfect it, pros dont know whats pros and cons know, among those pics as fast a lens close, so i been known tell u motha****as i been known, still feeling likke i got a price on me, yea devils got a bounty on my head, ask my nephew, ask me and stars shine like scars be me traveling far to minds, reaching for more life treating this like im beast tearing out this town by its eyeballs, white squalls black powder , blast that ass like Im massive passions in acid baths,listen strictly speaking to the Masters, G-force and white noise creator of the devil salngs pain choice words Streets still speak ina deep voice, do u feel remorse, hear the men i lead hear me boy slient in a count down anticipation anger too got u making mistakes now, now now no i aint even dressed in your wardrobe, take the tie off, nical all nighters, alcohol graig them twist their ****ing minds up, listen if u got better hand, well stealth meet finesse's nails, i said i will, sett a trap and the net never catches me it never will, dealing with a hardhead, as i rain hell down soft my middle finger the taste of victory , that u still long for, flash that mercy and emergencys well dont freak out, i speak out
and put a X on a narc's head, boy im part metal, its what i teethed on, Like Im thuggish for accidents that the dicate the laws broken by a skunk, feel my blanco vendetta,as it shrinks your stature, just suppose I stole your power, well ***** u can have it back,

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2013

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A Native American Song As Remembered From My Dreams

The seed is said not to be strong enough But in the catacomb of darkness
 he thrives inside the bosom of Mother earth There are others like him but he is alone He knows there is only one way out of death and that is to live He can feel the warm kisses from his Mother Sun And that encourages him to be strong
The seed sprouts and shoots out to find his Mother Sun
He is happy to finally meet her at last

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2016

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God Forbid

God forbid i ever tell on my friends 
God forbid I ever betray my country men

As aesthetic as the gas-mask
Dressed for work, dressed for success
As alien embryos thrive inside glass tubes
101 psychological tactics classified welcome to that classroom
The instructor he's fantastic as unstable as  a bait cast 
Watch for the hook watch for the backlash
The words clandestine written across the chalkboard
He say's Underline the the two words Cherry Terror, The Masters
A hand raises and he looks right past him
As he has flashbacks of the cold war the whole classroom
Ask him in unity why did they outlaw Shock and Awe
He draws a diagram of the food chain and says life is a cycle
HE ASK THE QUESTION WHAT'S THE 5 BASIC NEEDS TO SUSTAIN HUMAN LIFE?
FOOD , WATER, SHELTER, CLOTHING 
DON'T FORGET THE LOVE YOUR MOTHER FAILED TO SHOW YOU]
He hit the nailed on the head repercussions from cowardly acts 
And now I wonder why my brother's still missing in action
They camouflage sexual harassment 
But in this classroom they call it forced rape
Go back in time, Go back to the Air Forces
Tell me how an alien killed three Airmen 
I guess they die the same way i kill em back with my bare-hands

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2016

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Blaine Me

I only be looking down now, looking inside myself now,
not head set in defeat but reflection, not the thoughts but the actual events that happened, wild flower child, yea right boom boy im a power plant, a quater-back serving audibles, wide-receivers run em in slants, run deep, swapping the rythym up, call it skill or pronounce them fiery darts of the devil, replay read a lot of fake words, deploy nothing but truths that carry troops, dead-zone drop-off swing wide scrape the danger, winged right there then, repairs upmost respected like I have a strong command of the english langauge, a strong sense of honor, PoW's plenty of wise men, plenty that u couldnt challenge on the battlefield, u better be ready to die when you walk in their battallion, Feel the valance the stealth, feel nothing feel what you feel wether its false politics American Goverment, I dont condemn my country, American people be the damn blindest, conditionally unseasoned , refutedly would he die in that war man? Well im a black speck in his eyes dying where ever it dont make a shit, you think a soldier gives a damn about being remembered, nah its about fighting your hardest, living longer, having your friends back, perfecting that last love letter, asking God for guidance, as waiting for it, Command given stretch the ammunition, permissions only to use your intuition, now i put a disatant on that idea's be balanced if you spot it u got it, six strikes 3 terrible battle plans, instructions be on a good heart. we life size- we realize it. we competition cams with a lope pulling deeper compression, true intentions blow up in your mind like mushroom clouds, like the repurcussion was a blast to the laws broken in an accident, cheap shells cheap never be Blaine c cheap s sweetlies b bashing breaking *****es, bullstrong. balls with the brillance, beautiful blows, brainstorming, bulls of bashan beaware the wheel of furtune turns quick ask me I slip out simple vibes I be on top soon. blanks broken hollypoints I keep one jax in the chamber, Bang baby I still hit hard with the power, bang *****es blaine me, can u blame me? Straight and narrow , not like in a false form, warfront back on a warhorse, back on the foremost thoughts of a man with a decision to make..

Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2013

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