Written By: D. Collins 1/28/26
Killing someone on their knees, then shot in the back?
It takes a touched individual to do something like that.
A license to kill has been quietly set loose.
Never worry if justice is ever coming for you.
Pardons are already written, just in case.
There's ever a trial for spraying gas in your face.
Kicking in doors with a memo from the agency head.
Where nothing's going to happen if you end up dead.
These are some "F'd Up" times we're now living in.
Where the cabinet members were former best of friends.
A government whose mastered the art of telling lies.
And getaway murder is the sign of the times.
Seeing her through the painting, I behold a lady who is:
Artistic in her own right
Beauteous midst obscurity-blight
Courageous to expose perspective's plight
Disciplined along desire for remaining bright
Empowered upon angst toward freedom flight.
Looking at her, I see a woman who:
Fulfills her roles with dignity
Gears herself through bliss' spontaneity
Hoists hopefulness upon firm faith's tenacity
Influences others through good works' sincerity
Journeys along life via divine control of the Almighty.
There is a mad phenomenon
that stalks sick sad modern zest
Seek an external remedy
to remove a chronic pest
The body is a miracle
when given what it needs
But first you must remove the cause
upon which it feeds
Hey Guru mister Guru
won't you come and help me through
What you really must realise
is that the Guru is you
Prescription for the doctors
that well may preserve your life
The doctor of sunshine and also fresh air
In such abundance on this planet
these supplements are rife
The doctor of restful sleep and daily exercise
are you alerted, does it ring a bell
Adhering to these principals
will surely make you well
The doctor of non poisoned food
and clean water too
With this scope of daily living
your vitality will enlarge
No need for appointments
all provided free of charge
If you wish to commence healing
this is what to do
What you must realise
that the Guru is you
By the sacrifice, of your parents, grand parents siblings children and young adults
Deaths, from 2020 up until now respond..
No less' is it never again? What say you
all.?
The remedy is quite simple, refuse to listen
When the harpys call.' Just look around and
Qualify.. Now no more fear, why not give it
A try?
Son of a gun narcissistic
With a personality pessimistic
Everything resolves around you
Victor or victim that you bruise
When you look in silver mirror
You can’t see because you fear me
My natural beauty that you deface
Graceful in defeat as you beat me again
And yet somehow I still WIN
I let you walk in my trap
Recorded it all and sent it zap
To the authorities for proof
No more abuse wear your cell
Meant for my mind on yours
I’m forgiving me for loving YOU
Parting ways is so sugary
I have reasons to enjoy life
No longer fearing empowered
I am a black flower blooming
A vibrant hue, a bold design,
It drapes her form, a strength divine.
No longer veiled in shades of gray,
She shines in crimson, come what may.
The silken threads, a vibrant dance,
Reflect her spirit, her fierce trance.
A testament to freedom's call,
She wears her power, standing tall.
The whispers fade, the doubts retreat,
Her crimson sari, a bold feat.
A declaration, loud and clear,
She's here to conquer, banishing fear.
Winning the risk
Makes life better
More sweeter brisk.
Empowered leaders
Look beyond walls and bridges
Knit tribes, lives and tongues.
In the depths of your being, there lies a spark,
A divine flame, lighting up the dark.
Empowered from within, you'll surely see,
The strength to conquer, to be truly free.
God within you, the source of all might,
Guiding your steps, in the darkest night.
With every breath, feel the power surge,
Unlocking potential, like a sacred dirge.
To remain empowered, stay connected deep,
To your inner self, where secrets keep.
Forge a bond, intimate and true,
With the God within, in all you do.
Love like Jesus, forgive with grace,
Walk in faith, in every place.
Pray with power, evangelize bold,
Study, obey, let your story unfold.
Overcome desires, conquer every vice,
With divine empowerment, break the ice.
Face life's trials, with unwavering stride,
For within you, God's power resides.
So let your light shine, with divine decree,
For empowered within, you are truly free.
Don’t look for happiness outside yourself,
Don’t use your eyes, feel your way.
Don’t live tomorrow, enjoy your today,
Broaden your blessings to give them away.
The infection in you empowered by Him,
Reflects near and wide the changes within.
Compassion went missing.
They had killed their kindness.
Hatred was stirred and awoke narrow mindness..
They had been entrusted with keeping the peace
but were totally consumed by their anger like beasts..
Empowered by their badges and uniforms, they tasered
and kicked til his body was torn.
A life ended with savage brutality.
What happened to these officers sense of morality?
I am going to attend a journey of empowerment he told us all.
We felt it was a story, for he liked to tell a story loud and tall.
He rarely followed through, and his confidence was terribly low.
When I asked him later about the journey, he said he did not go.
I felt sad for him, for if there was ever a child who needed a lift
This journey of empowerment would have been a special gift.
He never got empowered, his mother laments many a day.
I know her well, so realize her attitude has gotten in his way.
She cannot cut him loose. She is as controlling as a summer storm.
His life was lived in loneliness, and his bed was never shared or warm.
The fixedness of certain things exhausts-
like my own shadow, this old tree and the sun.
I climb out of my dream,
Put on my clothes
And do not turn back.
I still carry the scent of you though-
The warming aroma of spices,
Juniper and citrus.
I sense in me a rare smell of masculine freedom.
Behind, I feel your eyes blaze intensely,
I do not halt. I walk. Not the brisk early morning walk,
but the lethargic walk, drowsily stretching after a sleep,
the last sleep before waking in which dreams appear.
I still feel your shoulders,
my lips pressed against them in my dream.
We stood like two bodies dissolved in a song.
I must remove you, the last strains of you
that’s somewhere within me as close as breath
but I will hold on to your last whisper,
one last thing you whispered into my neck-
“You’re reborn. You’re never the same again!”
When a bully spots a coward
He's pumped up, empowered
A fearful leader behind 'moral high ground' cowers
His defense, roadkill for the bully ~ more land to devour
~ C'mon, Pres. JB! Fear strikes out
in the Fight for Freedom ~
The day I stopped running
that was power
The day I stood up to him
that was power
The day I stopped crying
that was power
The day I got angry
that was power
The day I said NO!
that was power
The day I refused to be hurt
that was power
The day I fought back
that was power
The day I took control
that was power
The day I broke the silence
that was power
The day I spoke out
I was empowered.
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