Claves Crotales
oh due tell me the
story you are yearning
to share
I heard the sacaism from
one who wishes
to cheapen and devalue
our togetherness
but since we're one
do we really even care
Me and you
together
Love is the Most
common need
in the universe.
D=T------> He= N
E=MC2
Most of us are aware of the phrase,
' Kill em' with kindness ', to be sure.
Because if true, I've died a thousand times,
Yet that kindness has also been a cure.
It's the ultimate, ' turn the other cheek ',
Or even, catching all those flies with more honey.
But does it cheapen the compassionate act,
As some may view it as stupid or funny ?
So whether giving or receiving this gesture,
The underlying motive needs only to be clear.
Because we're talking life and death now,
Not just what someone wants to see or hear.
Trading
When you are easy to flatter
you offer all on a silver platter
When desperation is your emotion
you will grasp at any false notion
Trading your self-respect
When you put yourself out there
People will use you without care
Your self-love you taint and cheapen
You find yourself lost in a sea of turmoil
Trading your self-love
When you ignore the core of your soul
for those fleeting moments you stole
Blinded by such a false affection
you will yet again suffer rejection
Trading your soul
Your actions create of you a view
leaving your emotions in a torrid slew
Then you try all for damage control
Past your home they will scrawl
Trading your reputation
Trading your heart and soul
for someone you’ll never hold
Was the trade worth it?
To another they will commit
Trading your future
By Cathrin Stuart
I spent my day shopping for rubies
Far East posting covert listing
Mr Patwari’s emporium
Assistants ever so obliging
Hexagonal set quaintly bulbous
does cheapen the overall effect
Disappointedly I turn aside
Mr Patwari, whose tone inflect
Secretly, soft whispers in my ear
Channels my movements in close quarter
Senses piqued my curiosity
Astute, knowledgeable exporter
Silk, flame red curtains wafted aside
Following, expectantly hopeful
Reveals vast interior workshop
He beckons, vocally boastful
Appraising the proffered brilliance
Rubies of every size mesmerised
Now questioningly, my eyes met his
Such rarity I identified
Sipping tea with Mr Patwari
Conviviality established
Revealed my subversive intentions
Slowly the smile on his face vanished
Drugged, stifling heat consumed
in disorientated stupor
Divested of my hat, shoes and purse
I retrieved my pocket computer
Bearings noted, in a concrete cell
Frantically, I connect display
Made contact and communicated
the district with all I could convey
Alerts Financial Action Task Force
Identified illegal rubies
Smuggling network last link confirmed
Rescued, resumes usual duties
Commercials
By: Tom
3’24’2020
What you see
Isn’t always what you get.
Appliance or Mattress, or Mobile Device
First, cheapen it up,
go heavy on the advertising.
Then, more importantly,
give it some fancy name.
After inflating the price,
have a 30-40-even 50 percent off sale,
Works every time!
Baa Baa Baa
So many seem to feel no self-esteem
feeling so very down think they're no good
confidence so low at various times
but there's a way to get one in the mood
You can raise yourself up again
feed yourself with good thoughts for real
talk into your mind, heart and spirit
don't cheapen your image turn your wheel
Learn not to accept inferiority
make sure never give it consent
no reason or person can do it
lift yourself up and be fully spent
Our experiences of life can affect us
whether for good or sadly for bad
never allow the bad to hold us down
hold the good so then to be glad
Pin it up on your kitchen wall
"no one can make you feel
inferior without your consent"
be your master give it your seal
(" No one can make you feel inferior without your consent")
- Eleanor Roosevelt(1884-1962)
Some evangelists lose souls
while trying to win arguments.
Some preachers lose real goals
while trying to win compliments.
Some try to twist timeless truth
because holiness seems too hard.
Some turn the temple to a booth
where they cheapen God's standard.
Some promote tithe and offerings
to buy aircrafts and build cathedrals.
Some ignore congregants' sufferings,
sinking souls are used as collaterals...
Some leaders sugar-coat bitter pills
to find favour before wealthy men.
They drag dying men from God's hills
and drop them in Satan's eternal den.
Wake up now, o sleeping pilgrim!
God will soon purge His church.
Come now to the healing stream,
ask the Lord for a second touch.
The television blinking in the distance
The sound long faded impossible to exist in your presence
I sit content, as you lay softly upon my beating chest
My fingers gently sweeping across the top of your breast
The curve of your ear and the dimple in your cheek
How your lips flutter with each breathe every time I sneak a quick peek
Countless seconds passed as I lay nestled within the sweet caress
Of your love as it kisses my mind and tickles my soul
The totality of you cannot be stated, written, or proclaimed
For words dirty up your perfection
Proclamations cheapen your commitments
And poetry, well….
How can the totality of you been summoned up in a word
Or words, or lyrics, or paragraphs, or stories
What is sexy? When sexy to one is grotesque to another
What is perfection? When perfection to one is irritation to another
The poem of you can only be written in between the seconds of me
The love of you can only be stated in the nothingness of me
The proclamation of you can only be proclaimed…
In the loss of the singularity of me within the unity of you
The Truth of God’s Word Can Change You!
I don’t need someone to explain to me who God really is.
I don’t need someone to twist the truth
that his word gives!
What the word of God speaks to me, is very true and clear!
God is a righteous God!
And his coming is very near!
There are those who try to “cheapen”
God’s message of the cross.
They claim that Christ really didn’t die for the lost!
An “inclusive” message is what they preach
and want all to believe.
A watered down truth of God’s word,
is what they want all to receive.
There is a hell. But there’s also a heaven,
where God wants all to be.
Salvation is only through Jesus,
where we can have life abundantly!
Won’t you allow the truth of God’s word
to daily transform you?
It’s only through the shed blood of Christ,
our life can be renewed!
Come one and all! Experience the power of being forgiven!
Allow the power of God’s word to change
the way you’re livin’!
Please listen to God’s word! Not what man has to say!
And allow the truth of his word
to change your life today!
By Jim Pemberton
I gave less and spent more
More did i lose in the race
Till i was on the bottomless list
Of the popular mean lads
Who survive only on what they make
I then changed the game
And joined the race again
With a reconciled heart of gold
Letting go even the last bronze of mine
To cheapen my self for others to prosper
Now i rejoice in the fruits
For the less i spent on my self the more i earned
The more i spent on others the less i lost mine
Till giving became my worst addiction
As i sleep in an empty house
For the paupers i hosted last night
Left me a rich heart
And took my poor possessions
“One of the biggest kicks a person can have is a feeling of righteous indignation.”
~ Alan Watts, in a recorded talk titled “Reality, Art, and Illusion” (1965)
If gay folks can marry, is marriage worth less?
Your love and attachment worth nothing, of course
Or maybe those just don’t exist – let’s confess
You’d rather they cheapen the cost of divorce.
If gay folks can marry, does that mean God failed?
Deny they came out swinging as you despise –
Makes sense to assert that God would’ve prevailed
Had man skipped the paperwork that sanctifies.
If gay folks can marry, say who is worse off?
The billions of us, dear, engaging in sex?
Our billions more children won’t have room to scoff
Or private space left to repeat such prospects.
If gay folks can marry, so what’s it to you?
The sanction of hedonists’ day in the sun
That you’d rather darken when this is what’s true:
You’re jealous to miss out on all of the fun.
~ Thanks Always Returns
You think you know, but you can’t see
All the pain that you cause me
Each time you speak your wicked words
Of flawed equality.
My pride disrupts the ‘sanctity’
Of marriage, apparently;
And can cheapen it to a such an
Overwhelming degree
That when I kneel on bended knee,
Showing love for all to see,
I am not met with simple joy,
But with hostility.
I am then told that I can’t be
Married to the man I see
As my equal. As my partner;
The better part of me.
Please tell me when a court’s decree
Could give right to guarantee
That I can’t marry who I choose,
With such audacity
To condemn my identity
With broken rights, bigotry,
And the somehow growing norm of
Blatant iniquity.
So now I stand with clarity,
Sense of pride, and dignity
To say vehemently that I
Demand equality
And ask that you will stand with me
Readily and willingly
To battle the decisions born
Of amorality.
This is all about her, that one that is something
different then any of labeled loves
the one you could but didn't
Scared to cheapen the truth of it
You know her, your past present and your hearts
Unfilled hole.
The one who saw you for what made you different
She rough enough to handle a mans innerchild
And will roughhouse with her boys, like wwe diva
She not afraid to wrestle.
The one with determination, and intelligence
soulfull and open to the possibilities
Of spirit in sounds
Down to earth but eloquent
She holds you to Bob Marley
And as free spirited as a moon dance
I miss her curious eyes
And her willingness to give the lost a chance
I miss her cocky drinking mood
That I tthink all her men misunderstood
But I do
But my kind exterior and the truths I denied
Shadowed my aggression and only showed respect
When she needs a man that can remind her she's a
woman
She stays in control but wishes to loose herself
In random moments
I miss you
Shhh...was said to myself-from a loved one
those words should hurt like a dagger,put
right through my heart...
I am so misunderstood,on my lover's part!
How do i sell my time to cheapen my ego?...
Forever slaved by a ring so legal!
Feelings of mine,remain bleakly tender!
This once happy marriage,does not begin...
It only becomes
the final ender bender!
I cry in the solitude of my own
four walls.
Threw the blur of tears i hear
agony call.
I see light no more except when
I dream.
I prefer it that way because of
all the hate I've seen.
Innocents lost an consciousness to regain
one just feeds off the other
to welcome in the pain.
Lye on your bed and play your
role.
Try to stop your screaming as chaos
takes control.
Loving the unlovely an wanting the
unloved
Thinking that a gentle hand will
come from above.
You begin to think is this the final
thrill?
because all you see or touch
doesent seem real
Cheapen your emotions and hide
your bruised heart
for the last hour of everything will
be torn apart
The road is not paved and the need is
so great
Unlikly to find a true god in such
a world filled with hate.
Beware that the world is not a fair
place.
And you wear your second mask just to
cover up the lies of your true
face
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