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Living Heroes

Heroism dwells not in mind but acts;
Show me your hero of resolve and will,
Not yield by tragedy or a great name;
But an honest worker that shoves courage.
Don’t be rash telling me your ill motives.
Hero is neither money, guns nor wits;
A hero can heal an unhappy land.
He creates, defends, and sustains morals;
Heroism is produced by good soul.
A hero is an ordinary man.
He rebels against those repulsive souls;
Doubts and weakness may consume his desire,
But perseverance falters not his goal.
Arising from defeat, he scours triumph;
We are heroes of our life story.


by Mark "Makmak" Enem

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The Modern Thieves -New Blood

The crafty looters rob even the wisest.
Suit of great flashy clothes,
And bangles of gemstones or beads of lustrous metals.
One speaks our pain.
But the second tier opens the parcel of molten riches,
They dare! Wanting our gains.
The third one joins the second.

Idle mouths cracked up,
He told anybody the truth.
But no one believed him.
The wolf howled.
Silently, sneaked and grabbed the witness’ back.
No one heard the explosion,
For we feared the wits of the bulls.
Bit by bit, time engulfed the tales;
Remnants hid within pebbles,
Soft mounds, laid within a wooden or metal box.

You can hardly point at them.
The finest liars surround the poisonous wolves.
They wear sweet perfume.
They smile with charisma.

Dare not your half will,
Or you’ll bear eternal silence.

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The Prodigy of Lies

Lying is a moral error towards Christian faith.
But seemingly, our world covets it.
“tis like a natural skill.
For sophisticated liars whose minds are frail.

Tactical deception, misrepresentation;
People lie to hide the obvious.
Liars fool anyone,
To let them live on cloak and dagger. 

Lies flourish in the world, fuel the pain;
They create money, 
They invite temporary ecstasy, war;
They’re now embedded in human evolution.

But do why we allow it?
Logic is our strength.
Yet, many have used it to delude others.

What happened to now and forever?

With each lie, it sickens us.
Yet, we use it.

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The Lullaby's Kiss

I heard a scream.
Echoing, then it suddenly faded.
Within a sad dream, I stirred;
Trying to twig the insipid melody.

Rhythm changed.
A star spun the silvery knob; 
While the silver liquid drops,
Murmuring into the calm hills and valleys,
Humming, flowing into the ignorant streams.
So all there was the raindrops,
Dancing below the gold turning pale horizon;
The chant of bliss mixed with the nature.

Old and new ages hear.
All was quiet.
Listening to a sweet pitch,
Then slept in a sweet way.


MAE/8.20.14
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The Manipulators

Underneath their charm lies a deceitful mask,
Meet the manipulators.

They are deceitful.
They mislead to control other’s circumstances.
Their tactics can create feelings of sympathy towards them; 
As if they have an underlying pain.

Trust your deductions,
But never let your disgust lead you.
Never attack in front, never nag. 

Call them a guilt monger;
Whether you speak up or not,
They can inflict your own made self-guilt.
They’re guilt trippers.	

They are dirty fighters.
They never deal directly,
But act passively, aggressively.
They have subtle ways to cripple you.
 They are players of a silent game.
They know how to test the waters.

They don’t take responsibility of their insolent behavior.
They are vulnerable as a rabid pit bull.

Avoid the confrontation! 
Be calm, rational, and pleasant when facing them. 
Ignore the emotional outbursts.
Never grimace or snap back.
Or else, you will be sorry. You will lose.

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Blame Game

Whether you exhibit the best art or common sense;
Every one desires one or the other,
Put credit or go against it!
The grumbler loves to shovel the tiniest fault
To drown somebody else.

Your good things are good for him.
But if his bad things go bad for you,
He dumps you in plain sight,
Framing you in great shame!
Then you hold a grudge against him;
While he is holding a golden prize,
Feasting his eyes on your deeds.

He is a smart thief,
Clinging to your open wounds or weakest flesh.
 
But, it is not the world's end.
You need to move on.
You need to be careful.
And prepare an antidote for his poison.



Makmak Enem/8.12.15