As I walked through the
Gallows of death into the
Regions of time
Live had no answer or meaning
As to why my breathe has
Become a bare witness
Unto being suspended for
Looking at love in the manner
Genuine diamonds forms
The glaciers time blinds the
Leading for promising a fair well
Denouncement goodbye
But opens the doors which
Chimes remotely in the vast
Caverns suddenlink lost doorbell.
A ring places a void on my own
Forsyth could this be the last
Love bite time takes at asking
Me suddenly questions? Or has
Justice brought to me the opera
Of forgiveness that allows for
You and I both to see the oppression
Of Sugar jars tasting the bitter
Endings of my love being suspended
In time, by letting go of the past
And remembering the happiness
Love has brought unto me today.
For yesterday is just what it is
And tomorrow brings new hopes
Unto not being suspended
For looking at you in Black and white.
Suspended by Love in Time.
A storm is brewing
just off on the horizon,
a secret meet recorded and denied,
a bully tweet denouncement,
a gathering sense of racial purity,
a separation of ideas that once spurred
discussion and possibilities
dies slow but steadily
in hate and angry words
that separate the hope and dreams
that once lay hidden in between.
Here I sit
in the painful
chair I avoided
so long
waiting for the punishment
denouncement
and judgment
to come to my gums.
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