See where the birds went
And where the wind sent
The reason the twigs bent
Hear what the words meant.
I see where the birds go
I don't see where the wind blow
I see the twigs vow down low
Amazing and fearsome I know.
The picture is destructively feel
To the mind is excruciating so real
To the heart near or far but nil
The never ending judgement ordeal.
All things has place for abode
I see that while I was on the road
Whether inanimate or living for good
We overcome life wherever we should.
What this world can offer me
Is a lesson to learned where would I be
This life is more than what it take
For goodness sake I choose to make.
For as long as I can remember, I have felt misplaced
Yearning for acceptance, but also no desire to be embraced
My biggest wish is to give all of me
To empty my heart for all to see
To feel pain and agony
I carry my heart on my sleeve
Exposed, even to those who deceive
Why do I feel so intensely?
Why do I crave misery immensely?
I know I bring happiness to some
I fear my good deeds will come undone
Never satisfied,
Always unjustified.
I play by the rules day in and day out,
Showing my class, wielding my clout.
I take the hard blows time and again,
Knowing my patience shan't be in vain.
Joe's on the ropes, all by himself,
Waiting around to be dumped on the shelf,
Restraint is my friend, as I pull back and watch,
Those flailing wild jabs I so easily dodge.
There's one rule to fighting, it's Biding your time,
Showing him up, using his dime,
Keeping ones cool, letting him dance,
Then all in one motion - destructively prance.
There's rhyme to the reason for the 12
Rounds to be,
So everyone knows, all clearly can see,
The prowess of one, the demise of the other,
An abject defeat, no spin as a buffer.
The guys just a has been yet I'm giving him grace,
Watching him flail, not setting the pace,
The fun's in the waiting, a matter of time,
For him to fall over, his crown to be mine.
Their March
So, you dropped by to learn where the Future soon will be
And what the fascist’s creed will ultimately decree.
Constructed oh so steadily by Republican traitor calls
The fascist acid seeping through our legislative halls
Broadcast destructively by media incompetent,
Misinformation besets the right-wing ignorant
Low-grade intelligence collects the rotted theme
So, votes are banned, Rights are canned to complete the fetid scheme.
While the Democrats administer the distractions fascists breed
Democracy’s chipped away - Constitution’s left to bleed
Can’t see the forest through fascist planted trees
But only on distractions do left-wingers work to please.
Our foundation’s being eaten while our building’s being cleaned
Fascist erosion’s fed while Democracy’s demeaned
Next time you “drop by” I think I’ll hear you say:
Why didn’t we divert our fight … go on to Save the Day?
But … by then, it’ll be way too late.
Medgar Fallon Roe
Ideas implanted,
Without my consent.
Holding me in contempt,
Knowing I need to vent.
But I don't know how.
So I,
Aimlessly prance around,
Smile, but wanna frown.
Head up, but feeling down.
Pretentiously playing a clown.
That tension internally, stirring, destructively, creating the beast, nowhere to release, who should I be?
Who they want me to be?
Emotions, causing commotions, unsatisfied with the notion.
Drinking the magic potion.
And it's filled,
With “love”.
But it's conditional, & subliminal, stealing my soul like a criminal.
But the system calls the plays, and I’m the receiver
Masking everything, creating an unfulfilled deceiver
Now I'm a believer.
In,
Blazing your own trail.
Do it your way,
And you’ll uncover the veil.
A thousand yellow and orange slivers of light vibrate.
Their heat permeates.
Slowly they glide into pairs and groups, singing as one.
Alas, this solitary yellow light remains.
The others have no use for it.
The loathe it for it is an abomination.
Is it really that different?
Is it not one of them?
It grows to detest itself,
Its rhythm is destructively interfering with itself
The other lights for a moment survey the frantic,
They see not its abhorrence of itself.
And If they could- Why should they care?
CAREFUL HOW WE LOVE
We must love so carefully,
though beautifully and spiritually,
Must ever love so prayerfully,
Making sure it’s truly love.
Love should not be secretly,
but publicly and accountably,
Not destructively, but constructively,
Take care for how we love.
Love should not be questionably,
but sacredly not untruthfully
witch’craftily, or evilly,
selfishly or deceivingly,
oh it’s unbelievably,
what’s passed off as true love.
Love is not what you say,
It’s more what you do,
Behind the back love, and to the face too,
Love doesn’t harm ...or ever lie to you,
If only you knew... what I know that you do,
You would be very careful,
So much more very careful,
We must all be careful
Careful how we love.
Mind full, Titanic
Mayday from thoughts that flew
A slow sink from a cloud that destructively fell
A loud bang from thoughts resisted
A window broke no move
Passengers of the past terrorize and flee
And in sorrow the titanic goes
With its own gone and forgotten
And as the waters bury what's left of them
A new wave came
Along with a sailor to rebirth what's dead
And a while it took for them to resurface
But the sinking became a float
A float that now resists to sink
You know you use The Word destructively with only you in consideration.
What we gave was a worldview through parables of creation.
You only construct the positive for you to be paid.
What we gave was insight out of a cave.
Life was so dark that prayer is our only savior.
Souls were freed from abomination of your evil ways.
We gave what heals iniquity.
What we gave was a world that defeats wickedness.
When the world became obscure from your wrongful deeds, we gave the
people a greater belief.
The inquisition was via a better way.
Monotheistic Christianity became our faith.
We gave what God commanded us to give.
By covenant, we wrote our Rite.
We gave an infrastructure of empowerment for greater enlightenment.
This is our pilgrimage.
What we gave is a sacred place enshrined.
We honor God with body, soul, and mind.
Satan, you are denied.
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PENNED ON JUNE 17, 2014!
How can you stand there and claim God isn't real
He is all around, in what we can see and feel,
In prejudice fueled by hatred, flowing red
Ripping rapids through compassion's dry riverbed;
In neighborhoods teeming with prying eyes
Bulging over fences, in bedrooms, and private lives;
In gilded parasites sitting atop golden seats,
Leeching the life from those who starve at their feet;
In fuming hordes swarming the streets of Egypt today,
Erupting in a destructively violent melee;
In fear spreading like an infectious disease-
Fueled by ignorance, desperate to appease;
In the status quo, being viciously defended,
Holding so many chained in the shadows, descended;
In families wrecked by thundering storm systems
Raging rains of shame and icy ostracism;
In pests swarming where they just don't belong,
Forcing the fragile yet powerful hand of the law;
In minds trained shut to imagination and reason alike,
Blinded by pestilence which consumes all visible light;
In wars waging on at home and overseas,
Smearing innocent blood in His name.
The sickness of God brings man to his knees.
If he exists matters not, but he's real just the same.
Negative can be used constructively
positive can also be used destructively
if positive is used constructively
double construction is there
My first effort might have been in
vain
For you were filled with worldly
disdain
The anger the hate the annoyance
the craze
The hatred So putrid
Destructively framed
Of love .. No account
Of sweet nothings no want
If only We were together
Id hold you and kiss you
Take away all that hate
I love you
Three little words
That i speak only without pain
Wishing that only
It would be enough to cleanse you
and keep hate away
By Amanda miller
In a world with so much hatred and
anger
If only those words would really
calm the furnace of pain we breed
Left lusciously lingering
Thoughts twisting, tormenting
Her heart heretofore healed his hurt
She sometime said sweet something’s softly;
That tranquilised their tiffs
Now nothing…
Left lusciously lingering, lost, lonely….
Does doom destructively devour?
Love lingering
My chest is raw and there are bite marks on my soul
My hands are curled and my overworked libido is dying
And I know
I’m at the place where sexual desire
Becomes physical addiction
The lack of
Your necessary breath
Is a suffocating effect
My blood is black
My lips are dry
My joints are locked
And my eyes are foggy
My body is rioting
Destructively searching
For hidden remnants
Of warm uncontained passion
That I’m withdrawing from
Love’s touch is absent
It’s friction fading
I will desert my body’s turmoil
I’ll return
When It enters you again
Where glass so breaks destructively
The heart, it shatters too
But for now, I pray it whole
This, I wish for you
No heart’s as great as yours my friend
A gentle one indeed
So pain should never be inflicted
As well, to never bleed
I ask that God, He smile on you
That He warm your very heart
May you smile and feel all love
Good wishes, I hope to impart
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