My Morning Rant
By Miracle Man
1-7-2020
Seems weekly I awake to a new paradigm,
we’re legalizing “weed” so it’s no longer a crime.
Radical change came so quickly, I’m left agast,
and morality, it seems, is lost somewhere in the past.
But its a gateway drug that leads to another,
now in second hand smoke the innocent must smother.
We’ve legalized this for the additional tax dollars,
always under the pretense, of helping young scholars.
Or to help homeless people get back on their feet,
but for many, this drug, was their path to the street.
Accepting to exist, rather than live life enjoyable,
too many have resolved to live life unemployable.
Modern day thinking has bid the golden rule adieu,
it’s now do it unto them before they do it unto you.
Hear I sit
After the torrent
The raging
Calm but agast
Why the torture
My devotion
Split apart
No forseeing
Half of whole
Resigned
Alive
Bruised
by Michaelw1two
Inspired by the word-works of Mamata Sampath
with that it comes,
what lies beneath it;
beauty or horror,
it captivates me;
crawls and creeps through me,
to it, I succumb, while being;
agast of it, I fear it reaching me,
little, do I believe or know fear;
sly manipulator, your rationale in a whisper,
self-doubt makes you as the weak;
and begging for mercy, you let go,
one, surrendering to oblivion;
for what, or why, I do now know,
fear, you do acknowledge your hold;
you make me helpless and tossed,
let me want to live, and love the wrest;
to be haplessly torn, by life and love,
like a walk, in moonlight, my essence glowing;
beyond the dark and the unforeseen,
be mighty fear, but be the unmerciful servant;
I seek your help to free myself, from me,
I do need you, I am ready to build your altar;
with my love, passion, pain and rejection,
I embrace it all, life, beauty, love, and death;
I accept it, it is you fear, and I need you,
your dwelling place, is my sanctuary;
I am now fed and freed by you,
and, I live completely for your embrace.
May 2013
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