Secret Service Among the Homeless
secrets of a homeless shelter
group of people
fallen victom to the game of making one's life unfair
granted i am good at giving them their power back
allowing them to replace negativity with happiness they can actually feel
why did you go to war?
leave societies middle finger behind
did Nikki Sixx live through his experience?
all ages, sexes, creeds, sexual orientations, of every race
when simon says get stupid
they realise the obvious of what just happened in their lives
many of them will probably be happy to spend a life in prison
serving the right people a cold dish of justice through their revenge
however arts of marking enemies comes first
right spoon man?
art of defending strong mind being kept under someone's thumb
your emotional blackmail
when sadness overtakes
begin to reclaim sanity to see that light
one random word inside my head
wether it be a color, number, shape
string theorie of randomness i think through first thing in the morning
gives me a leeway for reminding myself of positivity
joke of insanity, sane logic presents itself in this mental humor
positives replacing the negativity
until the sadness is gone
this time my higher awareness working its mystery
of my subconcious mind choosing things i am ready to discover in my concious life
am ready to repent
appologise to myself for misunderstandings
allow myself my own personal accountability
freeing myself from guilt
I recognise the blessings in my life
the examples of my will to do good
the many times i have recognised this in myself, another
count them giving me my future relationships
to present themselves in my life
since like attracts like in this way
i know it will be inevitable to be surrounded by people i appreciate
the end realisation is how humbling oneself
is a breathetaking beautiful experience
working with this mystery of sign language
in a secretive matter with others of things we're not saying
but just know
we don't mean to laugh like devils for no reason
but our souls find this funnier than we do
and there is no better high
nothing can replace this
the world working as a team in secret
as a misunderstanding
replacing the negative with positive
not allowing ourselves to fall victom to a divinity
as we realise we live the truth
sometimes a story of our life
turns us into gods, to lead us through our fight
of bravery to heal our own demons
see through an illusion and overcome fear itself
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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