When everything's out of range
Once again it is the unforseable
Feeling like you have to rearrange
What was at one time your normal
Thrown deep into the interstrange
What now feels like the unfaberbal
When everything starts to derange
What feels like the unimaginable
These times do seem very strange
And now quite often unpredictable
But guess everything's set to change
For better or worse, it is inevitable
Written between May and June 2025
Trying to give a definition of what change feels like for all of us in these times since pandemic
Change Somthing we don't always have control over not been on here for while # ;~{()
Man, someone remind me, what I did!
Who I was and still wasn’t.
Who I became is not the same,
And change is change, but this is just derange.
What did I do? I say…
Where was the fork in the road?
How have I’ve lost in the sand and the snow?
Maybe the better question, though - what will I do?
God, someone forgive me, what I’ve done!
What I’ve none to know it was.
What I’ve become I can’t explain,
And change is still change, but I’m just deranged!
What have I done? I may…
Recall that fork in the woods?
How I’d might find myself tripped on the roots
When the meadow was just there…
Now that’s despair.
Well, I didn’t care.
But watching the other ones frolicking won’t get me anywhere.
Maybe the better question… so - what will I do?
Same question, aye?
But there’s no such thing as same.
A good, honest look up…
We’ll look there. I see my destination.
Living in a false vision,while creating illusions of bad decisions.In my past when my footsteps became ashes,I was stealing for others who really need it.I position myself in danger countless times for strangers with smiling faces who take advantage of kindness,weakness,and talents.But now that Im polished in my craft,Im well balanced surrounded with solid knowledge and display my wisdom that pays attention and listen before I solved them.With tunnel vision deciphering through the rumble and rewritten for those who gets misguided.Cause in my experience language is the true connection of us breathing,while others sleep and dream about living,manuevering through life in a empty body suit in flesh,that dont bleed or shed.Barricaded themselves in there own prison,even there reflection denies its own visit.Its ashamed many dont realize in life we have options to disengage derange or grab on tight to what feels right.I tend to go down memory lane,visualize those precious moments in the past,were all lies,giggles and laughs.But now that I found God,I disgarded my mask,to show my true demeanor and pave my positive mission everlast.
I hold three magic rocks in my hand.
Rolling them over and over and over.
Leaving this reality behind, far behind.
Scars, and broken promises from impotent beings who do not have love, and respect.
A derange fantasy of God, and his power.
To rid of this deceit, and addiction.
False spoken words of truth, and grace.
Abandon the three magic rocks for it will not bring luck a voice says to me.
A loving soul will surrender at God's throne, and mercy.
To sing glory in the heaven on Judgement Day.
A march, and protest of victory over the enemy.
The saints will rise, and the sinners will fall.
The beautiful doves soaring in the sky, the golden gates will open, and God's unconditional love, and acceptance into his kingdom will reign, and be preserved forever.
The three magic rocks were not meant to adorned, and cherished, but to have a prosperous, and righteous life.
In the city of dread,
Lies a haunted, ghostly homestead.
The masonry draped in cascade of red,
Shared a foul, rot & putrid smell as he's dead.
Deeply I endured & tried hard to encroach,
A sigh of relief turned the moment's approach.
A shadow emerged, dark in ambush,
Staring with gleam & hunger in rush.
Erasing the gap, he turned distinct,
His name, a blade, cut my tongue, i think.
The sharp nails he wedged,
At my waist's curved edge.
Through the spines fixed & anchored, we flew up above the range,
Beyond the empty mouth, I swallowed the raw echo in derange.
Blindfolded by those deep eyes, I lost my senses from the ocular socket in the guise,
Deep down, the blood was drowning loud from the sunk spikes.
Splash, Splat! Sound seemed like I whined & moaned,
The body melted, rained down & disowned.
The cage of ribs emptied and broke out,
He took the heart and threw it in doubt.
1ST Revised version
the psychopathic murdered of 51589.
majority been Innocent and God fearing
whose souls will testify
keeping him in the hell fire FOREVER.
Only did his mother know what evil,
she would have summon God
to stop his evil birth.
The greed in him
has no morality,
just a carnivorous cannibal.
schemes to manipulation human intelligence.
Take away the butchers knife
he becomes a belligerent vampire, blood sucking Idiot
who loves to fascinate his egoistic insecurities.
A specializes killer,
and a molester of the dead.
Human corps excites and motivate this maniac
who enjoy and invite hawks to pick the bones of his victims.
Sick son-of- (you fill it in as I don’t use those word.)
Al Juman the said poet © 9/30/2024
Do unto others as you'd have others do unto you
Many people speak it but seldom ever see it through
Not taking time to consider another point of view
The world that we live in is becoming derange
Things that once seemed taboo are no longer stranger
It's time everyone started working toward making a change
Praise and remember our creator the good Lord above
When you're sick and tired of being pushed and push comes to shove
Kill them with kindness and wrap the enemy in your love
Sometimes, in morning hours, I wake.
Just before the day's bright break,
I pleasantly partake,
In birds joining to sing,
As happiness they bring.
Last night was different and strange.
A fever would, my mind, derange.
I heard just one bird for a change,
And only one note he'd repeat.
This single-tweeting bird said "tweet".
My back with sweat stuck to my shirt,
Each bone in my body hurt,
A black-hooded man came to flirt,
Saying, "I knew one day we'd meet".
The single-tweeting bird said "tweet".
I wished it was a fever dream.
Much too weak and tired to scream,
I gazed at the gate's grand gleam,
To heaven sailed, wrapped in a sheet,
As the single-tweeting bird said "tweet".
Change, watchword of our time
Change without reason, capricious crime
Reform, reconstruct, recast, revise
Change for change-sake – foolish, unwise
Alter, adjust, adapt, amend
Constant change blurs to no end
Transform, transmute, transfigure
Change, all jolts and jarring triggers
Change, our brains from our bodies derange
Change, our souls from the cosmos estrange
Warning signs derange
Why we rehab drug users
If we do not change.
Happiness can be elusive, no matter how hard you try
No matter how much you give and how long the lie
One day you’ll awake and begin asking yourself why
But for Heaven’s sake, I never thought I would cry
For happiness is in the heart which often leads the way
Always being the biggest part in often leading us astray
When will I ever learn to just close that broken door
For by now I simply yearn to not hear it anymore
But I can’t change and my heart is well aware
Saying “you tried to derange, so now fair is fair
But back then I didn’t care, so wrong, I admit!
The both of us standing bare, neither willing to quit
Then in staring each other down I began to notice
He too was wearing a frown, one I could not miss
Making me finally realize after all of those long years
All those broken down cries were really all his tears
Changes, for the sake of nation!
Better take it as a child
Takes new toy, in pure elation
Happy with its childish mind
What was settled, gone forever
Reconstructed for a change
All that looked a bit too clever
Challenging the present age
No more compromise with these
No more aids for the backwarded
Stuff more wars, and talk of peace
Changing times, we’re all rewarded
Yer olde habits will die easy
Stimulated by the law
Cig in hand, we looked so cheesy
Stamp it out, and puff no more
Changes come from outer space
Like a virus, most contagious
They derange us all to waste
Changes, for the sake of changes…
Once I joined that club for fun
Changed my mind, and changed my plan
No one noticed things I’ve done
So I changed them back again.
When I caught a glimpse of you,
I envisioned our future together.
Your beauty shined brighter
Than the stair gates to heaven
I get intoxicated when I look
Into your bright and hazelnut eyes.
Your hair glides so effortlessly
Like my pen’s ink on this page
My body is meaningless compared
To the blessings your soul brings.
Just your presence is enough for
God to recognize you as his own
Your lips give me strength to continue on
When I’m down and my core beaten
Your words uplift me from the wreckage
I am unstoppable with you by my side
Throughout Heaven Earth and Hell
Nothing will stop me from living an
Eternity with you and your comparison
I would strike down the Devil for it.
No grand reward can derange me
From finding your love.
All those dancers and cheerleaders
Dealers and losers
Faint hearts and beacons
Before me
Its Up to me, down to me
I may resume the matter
hurtling footsteps
Sir Lancelot waiting
working out the price of time
Derange all boundaries again
You don't know
How deep I go
How low I spiral down
You cannot see
That part of me
That somehow needs to drown
You cannot hear
My cry of fear
To face another day
You try to care
But I'm not there
I've somehow gone away
Inside my head
Already dead
Numbness my surround
I can't be reached
My mind is breached
Beneath me is no ground
But I can't seem to go
And I don't really know
What keeps me here in pain
And as I come back
The tears make a track
As they pour like heavy rain
To wet my face
As I wonder at grace
That has saved me one more time
What is it holds me here
Though still living in fear
One forward step is mine
What is this I feel
Holds like bands of steel
When my choice is to leave this pain
But something stops me going
Though the wish is ever growing
To never open my eyes again
Too many hard memories
Too many weird remedies
How am I supposed to cope
To get through the day
The only way
Is to take their chemical dope
So I continue to live
And of myself I give
In the hope that I can change
To somehow help you
And see you through
And halt my own mad derange.
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