12/5/20
Crafted
Then packaged
Implanted
Continually chanted
Across lands that are ravaged
Now it is acrid
Stuck together or disbanded
Across flat earth, or terrain that was slanted
Groomed and managed
Or unkempt and matted
A weakling or a savage
Very poor or living lavish
Was always welcomed, or got banished
Bore the mark, or was brandished
And branded
After being reprimanded
Stuck the landing or crash landed
Was a lone wolf, or a helping hand was handed
A chain reaction
The outcome counteracted
Nobody knew what to do, when it happened
Does no good being unchallenged
And always having an advantage
Across the planet
In life as far as I understand it
Don't panic, do your best to manage
After suffering damage
Get back up, and put on a bandage
Categories:
counteracted, dark, deep, poetry, rap,
Form: Rhyme
Lifeless
Wondering through time, not knowing what to find
A heart without a soul, a mind without peace
No tears fall for I feel no pain, no shadow lurks upon me
No sound shall I hear, only the vision of life
I am now lifeless
My footsteps are never heard, my thoughts never counteracted
Only silence would one hear
Humans never know I exist, passing by with their everyday life
Not knowing what lies ahead of them
If words could speak, and thoughts could flow
Caution would I bear to all
No hope, no future only time will they concieve
For one day, they will be lifeless like me
By: Tammy R. Flanagan
Categories:
counteracted, death,
Form: Free verse
From this indeterminate point in the universe
These eyes roll in search for the bounds common on earth,
Find nothing but fiasco in its immenseness
And believe that the Omnipotent gave it birth.
If I counteracted the state of the vacuum
And fell astray in space to no sure direction,
Would there be ground to catch me, ad infinitum?
Could numbers manage to describe my position?
If energies could send this man light years away,
Passing by countless stars and galaxies,
From a distance where travel stops and I may stay,
Could space seem like a dust from these extremities?
If we were ignorant of nuclear fusion
And believers of the sameness of fire and stars,
Could the sun last in its celestial dominion
Only with fuel that turns to ash as it sparks?
Categories:
counteracted, imagination, science, space, space,
Form: Quatrain