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Dreamer's knife

You've been minus-molded
by big parent media village.
Taught to worship idol's of human teck.
Forgetting who we really are, daily.
Flawed, because they are flawed.
Religious syndron's excepting depressant eyes.
Some rascal's rebel, on the quick.
Pitching the little pink pills.
Like smoke they dull-fade as age hits.
A dreamer is willing to dye, dye constantly.
Joy of the brief point venture.
No obesity feared with whats next, or whats not.
The light is off, and we are all whistling.
Should just Satan and almighty deep-hold.
Come what unknown, and dream-doing.
Don't dim with giving belly-up.
Let go of the moonshine, and cloud nine.
Someone else gave it a name.
Like Nirvana, and the word redemption
All in the inner village.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 2/23/2010 12:31:00 PM
wow this is a great piece i loved it. i liked the message you send here of 'big parent media village' more people should see things this way and by that i mean for what they are! i especially liked the last 5 lines they were very powerful and really make ya think and that i love im a big fan of thinking!Jo
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Date: 12/30/2009 10:18:00 PM
Third read and finally I get the drift--awesomely dreamt! Interposed, juxtaposed, and phonetically swapped words do wonders to add layers of depth here.
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Date: 12/29/2009 11:43:00 AM
I thank you for writing and sharing your poetry with us here at PoetrySoup Johnathon. I offer you warm greeting for the New Year with best wishes to you on your writing endeavors in 2010 whatever they may be. Love, Carol
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