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As the Sun Rises

From out of the smoke we will rise
The weight of these chains we will break
From his face we will rip the deceitful guise
The spirit of our brothers and sisters we will wake

My blood flows free yet I do not weaken
My feet clothed in blisters yet I feel no pain
For my children’s lives I will not bargain
Though my anger burns my calm will remain

From beneath his foot our people we will remove
The hate he has implanted we will unbind with fire
The lies he  feeds  the blind  we will disprove
We will watch him drown in desperation’s mire

With only a stance we will shake every plain
With only a look we shine with the force of the sun
My feet clothed in blisters yet I feel no pain
My blood flowing free yet I will not weaken
 

~FJ Thomas
….we are not of only one race in this family

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White Power


The ability to shatter lives it wields
Redeeming itself by granting freedom 
Transcending light by speaking in the dark 
Opening itself up to me; begging my attention 
Piecing together the meaning of life
Unraveling the bindings of a soul 
Able to give song without instrument 
Singing spirits high dropping beats low 
Strong enough to hold the weighty content of a heart 
Its empty song calls to me, to make it whole, to give it voice 
Surpassed only by the black power of ink caressed into wanting threads


~FJ Thomas

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A Woman From God

A Woman from God

I do not cover my eyes because God gave me sight; just as he did man
I do not cover my face because God made the sun to shine on it; just as it does man
I do not hold my voice because God made it beautiful; just as he did man
I do not hold my thoughts because God gave me sense; just as he did some men
He gave me a mind that I may know one day I will see a better place than this
…that I might hold on to the hope of living where life is no longer ruled by the arrogance of man

He told me I was a complement; that I balance the one for whom I was made.
….because I too was made in His image.

                                                             ~FJ Thomas

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Squashing Annoying Little Gnats

Oh what a cheerful piece! I'll leave a comment below 
Hm, this person thinks 'it lacks depth,' but why say so

Amazing; all the words you used yet you've shown about as much expertise as a stick
Is it possibly because you're a shallow person simply looking for attention; basically a prick

The piece was a creation of their own; meant to bring a smile to any friend
But I suppose you would have to have one to understand that in the end

You go around on other people's poems leaving nothing but a disparaging remark
Criticizing like a child when your own work reads as if it were written it in the dark

Since simply acknowledging that each person is different seems to escape you
Perhaps you should take your childish behavior and go back to junior high school

~FJ Thomas 

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As The Wind Blows

When you feel a warm wind caress your face, do you think of me
Do you hear a soft voice whispering as it rustles the leaves

Sit, close your eyes; do you smell the soft scent carried on the wind
Listen to the trees, they sing a song that was meant to never end

So is the strength of my love, able to be with you though I am not there
Caressing your face through the breeze, its essence carried on the air

The song of the trees, the whisper in the wind, listen with your heart
I am calling to you love, our bodies separated for a time, but our spirits never apart

 

...memories of a loved one transcend time and space; they are always with you.
~FJ Thomas

Copyright © FJ Thomas | Year Posted 2014

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Birth of the Poet

Birth of the Poet When there are feelings so deep that you cannot express I will bring them out with words that embrace When there is anger that would only manifest through violence I can bring release without a drop of blood shed As your heart leaps for joy from the love coursing throughout I magnify its value and prolong its affects I can take your soul and give it wings I can take your heart and render it in two With only words I will make you desire With mere syllables I can make you climax I am the keeper of every domain I am the wielder of every emotion I AM Poetry
~FJ Thomas

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The Last Architect

The Last Architect

 
Within his arms I am kept whole 
Echoes of my pain resonate 
He holds me close; he quells the hate

Catching each tear he makes a mold 
Refusing to let go, he waits 
Holding tighter, defying fate

Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Breathing strength through me, I exhale 
His hold still firm; my heart still frail

Splintered shards fused; a complete soul 
I stand once again and breathe life 
Once more his lover, friend, and wife

Within in his arms I am kept whole 
Catching each tear he makes a mold 
Each piece he joins; those that life stole
Splintered shards fused; a complete soul

 

A dedication to the Architect I married. The only one; The Last one.

 

FJ Thomas

 

{Constanza}

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Poetic Manifestation

With each supple curve I am further enchanted
Ready to succumb with every lingual verse
Wholly captivated by each whisper granted
Overcome by need as in each line I immerse

Sensual expressions caress my wanting soul
While jagged words ignite hidden carnal thoughts
Painted sentences tease in lace and stilettos
While metaphors subdue with leather and garrotes

When engorged analogies slide between inviting lips
Analytic paragraphs build toward climactic declaration
Overwhelmed by wordplay and coupletic courtships
I acquiesce to her power and emerge the incarnation


~FJ Thomas


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Silent Death

I sit, trying to figure out why I cannot breathe 
My heart slows; yet the pain only increases 
There is too much, all I can do is nod my head in disbelief 
It has become so commonplace that America simply turns the channel 

Every breath is harder; trying to understand why my sight blurs

My own people becoming that which they speak against 
Despising anyone who dare not take their side fully 
Not open to any understanding other than their own 
Yet with violence they scream that things are not getting better 

My face is cold, I can no longer feel any expression

Many within other races not capable of anything past blaming the victim 
Using the same excuse for all; though every instance was different 
Others so bent on worshipping a flag they ignore the innocent blood in which it is drenched 
Ready to send any opposers away; forgetting that here they themselves do not belong 

I close my eyes as the darkness takes over; as the cold spreads

I watch White people yell "freedom" while they close their eyes to the tyranny 
I listen to my people yell "justice" then stereotype every race; including our own

As I drift away I smile to be leaving this hateful conflicted place 
No longer hurting as I drown in the despair of my own tears


                                                                                       ~FJ Thomas 




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Ascending

My mind can spin a thousand tales, yet not one that measures to you
My words can turn a thousand heads, but cannot express my hearts view

I watch the beauty you display through the strength and love you have shown
Taking my heart further, lifting my thoughts higher than they’ve ever known

Yesterday’s loss I lament, as it is no longer time that can be spent with you
Begging today lingers and tomorrow delays; its own endeavors to pursue

While life has worn me down, eroded the walls that have kept me strong
You fortify my spirit, saying do not lose my heart because to you it belongs

When earth’s final revolution claims all that is, all that breathes, all that lives
It will have failed in its attempt; as time will still be partaking of all that you give


~FJ Thomas

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