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Reality Is My Quiet Place

Im angry that Time is precarious and unforgiving
Filthy the illusion of hope/possibility/time and the delusions this brings
When I die I hope Ive left with my eyes open 
Faith in the selfish demeaning nonsensical unfair philosophy of RELIGION?!
What is a blessing/being blessed/prayer?
What does this do?
Be thankful for what?
Forgive and forget HA! 
Endure abuse because ONE DAY . . . 
hope/possibility/time 




Hope, possibility and time . . .
Nothing’s fully erased
Olden impact is rippling 
Was Truth, now faith-replaced

Hope, possibility and time . . .
Live now! Carpe diem!
Hope steers a delusional life
Realize your freedom!

introspectiontimetimerhyme

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Deborah Love

February 4, 2013 at 3:34 PM

I like the emotional rhythm of your words.

Susan Palli

January 6, 2013 at 1:53 PM

Could feel the emotions! Good job.

Lynette Chachere

December 9, 2012 at 2:31 AM

a write so true.. a personal relationship with God is a choice, just as religion is another. :) awesome poem. ~Always&Forever Lynette

Richard Palmer

October 23, 2012 at 4:57 AM

wonderful write Comfortable

Sha'Ntez Jefferson

October 3, 2012 at 7:34 PM

wow I see your pen has'nt cooled down keep torchin that paper

Carol Sunshine Brown

September 20, 2012 at 11:36 AM

I am finally able to comment on your win in Sara's "My Quiet Place" contest. Congratulations CI. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick

September 17, 2012 at 4:57 PM

I have to agree that there is quite a difference in Religion and having the Love of Jesus in our heart..Great expressive work..Thanks for participating in my contest..Congrats on your win..Sara