There is a voice that wakes before the sun,
Not loud, not proud, but patient as the dew;
It does not shout like crowds that bruise the air,
It speaks in pauses—asking what is true.
It tells you when to stop before the fall,
When something bright is wrong though wrapped in gold;
It asks you to be gentle with your strength,
And brave enough to leave what makes you cold.
The voice does not command you how to live,
It does not flatter, threaten, beg, or lie;
It will not build a throne out of your fear,
Nor promise heaven just to pass you by.
It does not curse the world for being hard,
Nor teach your hands the pleasure of the blow;
It does not silence tears that need to come,
Nor rush the heart where it is not ready to go.
It matters because silence can be taught,
And quiet minds can be trained to only obey;
A voiceless soul will take the shape of chains
And call it peace at the end of the day.
But one small voice—unbought, unowned, awake—
Can stand against a thousand marching drums;
It matters, yes, because it keeps you yours,
Even when the dark insists you are none.
Progressive - The doctor who thinks removing the brain from the head is
Posive
Oh you're gonna feel that
Be positive on all things
Hard to be when they
Sawed off your damn legs
Where'll you run to now?
all of them
point fingers at him
mocking and bully him
He can't live a normal life
like us
He suffers from deep depression
and talks to himself
all day long
However
he doesn't point the finger at
or bother anyone
He struggles to live a normal life
trying to talk to someone
For the first time today
I meet him
He and I fall in love at first sight
His eyes
are cleaner and more gentle
than them
I greet him and then say
"I want to be your friend."
He says
"I need a true friend"
"You can't be my true friend"
Is there a true friend in this world?
He take my hand and smile
"I can be your true friend."
Who in the world wants a true friend right now?
Shared standings and beguiling beginners
Brobdingnagian breeding and brutal babies
False fellows and flumadiddle flair
Well-attended wedding with subpar sageness
Cash corrosive customs control
Plagued positions and phony persona
whimsical world pious properly pegged
Written: April 30, 2023
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Normal is normal - it is not abnormal
Right is not wrong - or logic is terminal
Subverting a culture of tolerances and reason,
All tyrannies threaten peace and stability.
Unreasonable tyrants from belligerent minorities
Menace tranquility with total hostility.
Up is not down - orange is not black
Air is not water - opinion is not fact
Using lies to spread a dangerous delusion,
With fascist hate speech - bully invective,
Political spin spreads fear and confusion;
Objective reporting is not politician subjective.
Telling a story is not - telling The Story
Books people read,Vance:faces,
On plain ones future crime traces;
How does he this a mystery
What is obvious: plain mastery!
Today's suspects later felons
In the act caught with their talons
Isn't this guy paranormal
By spooks sent for The Abnormal,
His orders:to make things normal?
Russia coming for Vance for use,
The World Terrorists for misuse...
US might not want to him lose.
Common
Quote by Voltaire
To be common is to be normal,
It’s to have the sense to keep your mouth shut
And your smile wide.
To smile is not to smile
For your showing your pearly white teeth
Your actual soul is nowhere to be found,
Is it so abnormal to have a sharp tongue?
To smile with actual joy?
That’s the thing about being common,
It’s no fun at all
Date: 2/1/22
What if this is the start of the end
all those happy its over deceived
death broken down in percentages
lets all go back to the hells we had
call me pessi mystical-thats a joke
so many alone burials
Humanity you are what you deserve
lies so much easier from behind the mask
how can we fight an enemy
that is us
Mouths agape, we watch
In shock,denial and accept
Take overs, political and business
Royalty wants and gets control
As you are shut in, to shut up
The new abnormal rules
To those who know, shhhh
To those who don't, watch the numbers
Business unusual in the neighborhood
Abnormal.
How everyone should be?
But how come that’s not me?
Typical.
14th April 2020
Let the Pens Flow - Antonym
What can i learn from you?
And if you step in my shoe?
No, that wasnt a typo, I tell you.
I essentially have only one support tool.
Though I do not mean a leg at all.
It's not that I'm too short, or tall.
But if i stand i will still fall,
So let me tell you why I built this inner wall.
Always feeling bullied, always put on display.
Usually feeling hurried, internally to say.
My mind is worried,this repeating play,
It's old, it's annoying, I want it to go away.
Go for it, tell me that it's a fault of my own design
Trust me, I've heard it before, "you always cry and whine"
"I'm tired of your mouth, go away you ugly swine!"
I've heard worse from you myself. And even more from the grape vine
So I've decided. I'm done being formal.
My mind is now one sided. I'm on display at your local mall
And this pain I've bided, Its why I have that inner protective wall
And now I am blinded, Even amidst the absolute abnormal
Presence of the Abnormal
Is a sign to save your life
Presence of the normal
Keeps you out of trouble and strife
It’s a sign to your inner soul
That protects you from being hurt
You just have but one goal
Keep your head out of the dirt
This happens in every life
It’s something that can be beat
Believe in your senses and strive
Then you can walk along the street
Hold your head up high
If it doesn’t feel right
It’s not time to fly
It is the time to stand and fight
For you can get out of this place
Your senses have got you this far
Laugh in adversities silly face
You really don’t need to go in that bar
As a child you had no fear
This is a way of life
As an adult these instincts disappear
You have troubles and plenty of strife
So, trust your mind and stay strong
The bad thoughts will diminish
On this world is where you belong
Your life is not ready to finish
Guidelines for Abnormal
Started off with gatherings which were informal;
Then had started checking out what was normal;
Wanted to know,
Blow by blow,
How to establish guidelines for being abnormal.
Jim Horn
I heard it was hard
For you to see merit
In things that fell off
While you'd felt weak
What had happened
Has become the past
Who could have judged
The hold it would have
Especially from inside
Doubt ravaged moments
But what was left behind
That thing that endured
And now spun and blurred
On a younger thought
That matured like a spirit
Absorbing smoked wood
To be savoured later
With notes once sung
The reflections hold true
When you stared upward
Just past a Virginian ridge
Through the stone arch
Of a natural bridge
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