Protect The Children
Does anyone hear the concealed cries
Of the children?
It's not fake news; It's the real world
In real time.
Stop, look, listen with judgements.
No matter what age the children can't
Do alone.
Tommorrow is their's destiny, Allow
A child to say "No" and in this concrete
World.
In a world children preyed upon.
Dear children of this World, It's not
Supposed be like this.
No matter whom alleges victory in
War the factual loss is borne.
By children losing parents, homes,
Schools and a right to a safeguarded
Childhood.
There is no excuse, Do you want to
Break the generational dysfunction?
Allow your children the right to tell
You when something is hurting them
Without being defensive or nonchalant.
Protect all children even if they're
Not bloodlines.
My View changed of this world
When I experienced how far some
People will go to defend a lie.
I wrote a poem that alleges
that I left her a little too rough around the edges,
and would I kindly try to rewrite.
So, all night long, I added and deleted,
moved around and repeated,
till she finally said, "Yeah, that feels just about right."
“The worst is feeling worthless.” Quote: Donald Glover
I tip the scales.
Life curtails.
In luminous light
To suffer delight.
Yielding bend.
New age trend.
Wanting to break.
Now awake.
Softly spoken.
Appearing broken.
Never cherished.
Hopes perished.
Always alone.
Hearts of stone.
Meandering.
Never pandering.
Solace is mine.
Gives me a sign.
I wander on.
Comfort gone.
Feeling free.
Serendipity.
Born of the earth.
Little worth.
Mother of mine.
Minds entwine.
Often mistake.
For angels sake.
Wishes plummet.
Unreachable summit.
Never to be.
Don’t pity me.
All forlorn.
Vow is sworn.
Radical change.
Must rearrange.
Nights slip by.
Wondering why.
Wander to edges.
Witness alleges.
Of life’s torment.
Self can only repent.
Watching the clock.
Taking stock.
Time is tragic.
Feel the magic.
Wont commence.
Its all pretense.
Solitary one knows.
Let the door close.
Beat a different drum.
Let the doubters come.
Find my heart.
Don’t let teardrops start.
Bequeath to me.
All that’s free.
Guide me to bliss.
A lollypop kiss.
The forlorn sorrows.
Yesterday’s tomorrows.
Of this earth.
Absolutely no worth.
An ache overflows his soul
cries that bore deep holes
Time skirts the crowd’s edges
not the time, the Master alleges
To sympathize
when paralyzed
Let it go for now
vengeance not his to avow
We follow Jesus's lesson,
For He is the main reason,
We have survived this season.
He's a saviour with no comparison,
A rock that was rejected by mason,
And later became the cornerstone.
Through Him we survived knife edges,
After our enemies made the false alleges,
By His power were able to turn the pages,
He helped us break out of their traps 'n' cages,
And left them confused with fuming rages,
He has been gracious throughout the ages.
Practice living in ways of a Christian,
And always be the Lord's spokesperson,
Whether you are a driver or a pedestrian,
Preach the gospel if you are a musician,
Acknowledge Him, be proud of your religion,
Believe that He will bless you and say Amen.
©Kelmwa
Amazing alligators antagonize anyone’s annual anteaters
As antelopes arrive at the annual annulment.
Annoying Aunt Amanda alleges all anticipation awful.
As anticipated Abigail Alliwogger assassinates anteaters.
Anointed antonym annihilates Aunt Amanda and abdicates
Amazing alligators announcing annual anteater’s annulment.
Written 1-04-2021
Contest: Tongue Twister Challenge
Sponsor: Joe Sandler
When depression deepens within my soul,
life's fabric unravels at its edges.
And a part of me is ripped from the whole:
I'm not brave, as my ego alleges.
I've felt the despair of a lonely heart;
atrophied within a bubble of hope.
And yet, I still resist pressing restart,
even though it is a struggle to cope.
I stock the fringes of fantasy dreams;
armed with Cupid's bow, I aim toward love.
And deaf to reality's silent screams;
I let blind faith steer a course from above.
I harbor doubts love will ever find me:
and sometimes, I wish I had wings to flee.
Lucifer The Fallen Angel
Written: by Tom Wright
4/29/2018
Lucifer’s mouth is an outpouring of empty pledges,
And he can’t support the prevarication that he alleges.
His sole intent is for man’s thoughts to begrime,
The biggest lie he tells is that you’ve plenty of time.
Lucifer unseals many doors but much to our chagrin,
It stimulates us to view things through the lens of sin.
If “we have the peace that passeth all understanding,”**
We experience life finding our days less demanding.
His promises melt like Gummy Bears in summer heat,
Painting sin to look enticing, but results are bittersweet.
His tongue is that of a viper leaving you with naught,
A pretender he is, until such time that we’re caught.
The prince of the air’s reign will be the bottomless pit,
If we die lost, God in judgment for our sin won’t acquit.
The devil has succeeded we’re now eternally entrenched,
“Where their worm dieth not and the fire is not quenched”. *
*Mark 9:48 KJV
** Philippians 4:7
Snow lays scattered on mountain edges
Fog's thin skin rises from woodland heat
Away from the city where peace alleges
My troubled mind and I have come to meet
Sun's splayed light filters through limbs that dance
As songbirds sing out while in graceful flight
I search through the trees, their farthest expanse
Realize the city has drained my sight
Alone where waterfalls pour long thin streams
The woods beckon with tranquility
To free my spirit, to allow for dreams
My soul lays down in its serenity
1/9/19 contest Into the Woods
1.
Whenever the truest edge doesn’t hold,
Another existence it does belie.
When causality is a broken line,
Unseen variable has cracked the mold.
Simple cause and effect gets in trouble
Abstruse patterns underlie life’s events.
Straight Euclidean angles and tangents
Reveal deep truth when they twist and bubble.
Infinite weaving of the light and dark,
That from which all matter derives its form,
That from which all shades and colors are born,
Folding, animated by unseen spark:
Zero Point made of unbound potential.
Infinity in nothing, essential.
2.
A cause contains more than it alleges.
If all you can see are random events,
Assume that it must be coincidence
Occam’s razor it seems has two edges
The surface, outer manifestation
The solid, visible three dimensions
Concentrate, more enters your attention:
Substance beyond the realm of sensation.
Bursting through material pretension,
What unimaginable things are hid
Beyond the visible Cartesian grid
To unfold from another dimension?
The depth remains unseen, passes us by
Except in dreams, when the mind’s eye can fly.
3/23/16
Hybrid Italian/Shakespearean Sonnets
Abba cddc effe gg (x2)
Every soul that dies too young,
Will serve some greater purpose,
When the Lord decides to come,
He never mean's to hurt us...
But free will has double edges,
Sharpened on both sides,
When he knows the path it alleges,
Complicate's our stride...
And if by chance there is a choice,
But not one that we make,
It's the innocent that will rejoice,
With the ones he comes to take...
Before the world can grab a hold,
Of the innocence to be,
Their savior come's to take their soul,
Well away from you and me...
Don't cry for ones who die too young,
For they become the blessed,
They will never need to earn their wings,
From the sins that we confess...
Terry
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