Consent covered by deceit,
Would be nice if I could retreat.
Instead of being beat,
By an unseen enemy.
Our world run like a company,
So many tired and dying.
They're trying to kill us,
Training us to cuss.
Hustling through the bustle,
The food poisoning our muscles.
Ads rustle threw our mind,
Leaving only dirt to find.
While hiding behind the light,
They're playing with our sight.
Most are too weak to fight,
This just isn't right.
When will the night end,
And time bend,
So my heart can mend.
You're my only friend,
Who can heal this land.
I demand Justice,
Because I can,
Come help my fellow man.
Just lie to me.
I’ve revealed everything to you
So take advantage of me.
I’m too vulnerable right now.
Use me for your pleasure,
Take my money for your needs.
Treat me like some type of accessories
Trust me, I can take the abuse.
All I want in return is a lie,
That I can fall for easily.
Just like how I fell for you,
Especially when we first met.
Baby make sure I don’t get doubts.
Manipulate me down to my core.
Gaslight me into thinking I’m the problem.
I don’t want to be hurt no more.
If there’s someone else besides me.
Hide him away, I don’t need to know.
I want you back at night in my arms.
Please don’t leave me like this.
I’ll take the blue pill
Before losing you.
Rabasha Kabasha
Old Prophet Noadiah
Rifling society
Lying to God
Judgement shall fall on thee
Incomprehensibly
Thou art an enemy
One to the Lord
Consider this,
Consider this my truth,
The basis of my knowledge,
Fanciful and factual renditions of my reality
The words of obligation to myself
If I knew better...
I think I heard you whispering,
I thought I heard you testify,
No I'm certain that you definitely lied
Yes I'm uncertain that you definitely lied
So many words can convey feeling
How many chapters can list Truths?
In none of these but only ever in silent vowels
Do Consider,
Consider my failures
My truth was liberation, my confession
This was why I failed to seek it out
This is why I am confined in my notion of truth
I think I heard some footsteps
I think I heard you run
No I'm certain that you definitely lied
Lying to myself,
My devotion of a truth I sought
A while ago, my heart was sealed,
Believing no man could keep it safe;
Deceitful minds have been my plight,
Understand this and know it’s been tough.
Little did I know of fate’s secret remedy,
Reviving me with its pleasant dose;
A day’s encounter unsealed my heart,
Zero morale zoomed up to the zenith.
An Edo man has made me laugh out all the pains,
Quenching the dark flames heaped in me;
My life just gained a new essence,
Undergoing the transformation this being has brought.
Happy Birthday, the perfect man of my dreams,
Allah’s unending Rahma is my prayer for you;
Maybe this is a dream 'cause it’s hard to believe,
Mere sinner like me, how did I get so lucky?
Ehirieme, you are my special gift from God,
Dial my number and I’ll always be there.
THE DECEITFUL SPIDER
In him toppling of his moment
But rather to heed, he clamps in harrowing lava
Buried in it a shackled advent
Give your screaming a rest. Never!
Will it come, the white angel foil
Whose days fold and mould in cracking chins
Chins for long has a stolen joy
Having not a whispering heart by inch
You are much the spider web in sun
That sugars it prey of a colourful rainbow
Colourful rainbow or a laser gun?
A silky pattern, it follows
But as the flash, it entirety web to death
Does the prey buy the blame?
Of appreciating in you the best
Heedless u claim to your hunting flame
Gathered in numbers the innocent soul
Until the poisonous prey was caught
Your toppling moment has it mould
Pulled down the blanket to sleep for a while, Woke up, only to see the sun with a wide smile.
Jus' the other day, I played with the doll,
Today I'm already in life's messy fall.
Had just begun flying in life's colourful fantasy, Brought me down to harsh reality, without any courtesy
Oh time! how easily you tend to deceive,
And just leave the human to grieve.
He is a champ, who can conquer the time.
And make his life super sublime.
The cabin is a lumber store of snores
Sawing and hacking while lying on our backs
Filling the day’s orders of dreams and chores
I’m the only one up this early
Alert to the prophecies
With checklists of nails and hammers in hand
The uncontained forest fires north of Superior
Have painted the blue skies over Torch Lake
Opaque with smoke
Twine in the pine trees buckling with birds
The sun does not rise
But burns like a candle
Hazy and orange sweeping the hills
Lighting and fanning the kindling
Of our curtains and walls lampshades and sofas
Our jack-o-lantern cabin
Set aglow
Burning down from the inside out
Its scowling face spitting flames
To the Azaleas wheat fields and faces of deer
Holes in my bucket as I run to the lake
Too late
Too late
Yawns and stretches what’s for breakfast?
There was a long beaked deceitful duck
caught a frog from a pond with a pluck
funny frog was very tough
wished to give a fight enough
held arms round its neck and crushed to buck.
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Date: 06-05-2021.
You deceive extremely and trust alone
DECEITFUL DEALINGS AND DEATH
Buying a big old mask for my face!!
I am fooling, you~ you know me far better, you need not a trace.
It's amazing people don't have a clue how to use them!
Not knowing this, could bring on a case of CoVid, who can blame them?
It's more than immoral to not tell people, the dangers.
But in these days, in our fear,now we trust money hungry strangers.
Each day more creative coverings are shown, as hawkers who see them,
To cashing in on fear, it's how they are thrown!
Worse are the freaks or friends who call 911!
Calling the police, like brownshirts, it's a thing that's done??
They haven't a clue that today, you just tested negative.
These self-proclaimed brown shirts, smiling with glee, as you are arrested.
Hiding in coomfy houses,like Techno-lost rats are we!
So we stay at home, some even afraid of bumble-bees.
Take care of yourself, please don't be a rat-fink calling the police?
Better call on neighborhood gang members who leave the young dead and fleeced.
July 4, 2020
11:50 pm PST
Edited
april wonderland
red bud trees so deceitful
light purple not red
Standing in the kitchen, the house is silent.
Mama’s door is shut. She’s sleeping or hiding
Floral lined stoneware, in faded blue
A cluster of sticky notes, with the day’s “to do”
Two warm, brown pitchers of sweetnlow tea
Daddy must have been here, just before me
Working through my thoughts, while shooting some hoops
Then strolling around front, to chill on the stoop
Greeted by a kitty, to join me for my walk
She weaves between my legs and sure likes to talk
Forgoing the stairs, I opt for the swing
Humming birds and bees, tell me, it’s spring
Alone, once again, I drift off in daydream
I focus, intense, then ponder what it means
So much sadness, I feel. It’s all that I know
Such a burden I carry, to not let it show
So why do I insist, on coming back home
The first of many dark places, I’d be, before grown
A nostalgic fixation? Or glorified memories?
Turns out, my subconscious, disguised the enemies
For what is it we find, what is it we feel?
When in the world of men the lie means so much
more than the truth we need to heal
For what burned and poisoned lands lie dormant
in their yields?
When the promises of men stray like wisps of
wind in the valleys and over the fields
For what truth is left to find in a world of deceitful
deeds?
Has man lost his will to drive a stake through evil
when light shows where evil is concealed?
For what is it we need? Has humanity lost its path
because of selfishness and power greed?
Under the bright light of the moon do we choose not
to hear history scream in our coldest darkest dreams?
For what is it you want, do you think it’s the same
as me?
For your children to live a life where the lives they
have are theirs and the dreams they have are free?
*Image of Deception Magnifying Glass Philsophy by Pixabay.
Deceitful
All deceitful persons tell tales,
Do not believe them, words to heed,
It is their constant, never fails,
Tell untruths is their basic creed.
Unearth descendants evil breed,
Traverse the ages in details,
That was planted, a wicked seed,
Outrage reflects their wayward trails.
2020 January 18
*3rd Place*
Oh-No A Twisted Char-Lay Poetry Contest
~~charles messina: Judged 2021 January 16
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