Lay by day, fly by night
like puppets in an evening play
played with strings
and whose movements depend
on the fingers of their masters
Like zombies that do not sleep,
waiting for prey,
they lurk in the shadows
and wear colors,
not of their choices
as they lack the capacity
to use their own brains,
or let us say,
they got nothing,
for, they're just puppets.
And when their masters
are through with them
they cast them out
if they no longer got any use
like garbage thrown
in a pit.
December 26, 2023, 5:03 AM, PST, SPC
As you sleep so peacefully
I'm flying over you
Placing love notes in your ears
In whispers, no ado
My presence barely noticed
You'd have to be in tune
To sense that I am even there
No shadow in the room
But there I am, indeed of you
I am profoundly fond
And with you I could see myself
A very special bond
I will kiss you when I leave
Right behind your neck
Subtle, not too obvious
Just a little peck
Fly By Night
I am a mosquito,
And I fly by night.
I can fly very high,
Higher than a kite.
I can touch the moon.
With its alluring blue glow
Wait! That’s not the moon.
OH NO!
ZAP!
this life means nothing
our world is one of many considered for scrapping
hell is the only solution in gods mind for its people
if we are to bite
if we are to hell
it must be BIG.
Your silence shows brightness!
As I go beneath into your ghoul,
I feel the undiscovered obscurity.
But nobody in the world knows…
They never know you at all.
The innocence in your face,
Much likely a symbol of purity.
But the depth of your soul,
Goes beyond to a new horizon
A place of total darkness.
Flowing beauty of secrecy,
Oozing splendor and admiration,
There are only few in the world,
Knew the tyranny of your hands.
Frightening truth remains to be hushed.
When will people open their eyes?
To see the nightfall raging inside of you.
Undress the identity hidden.
For people need to see the whole truth.
You are most untrustworthy one.
You fly without wings
through a night without time
yet you manage to land where you please
You see what you want
without eyes there to guide you
and you've entered without any keys
You've taken the knowledge
you gained in your travels
and tucked it away in your mind
Knowing well, in the future
on one of your journeys
you are bound to meet more of your kind...
With the fowling stench
Of Creation
Of the Los Heaven's afar
We do much to grapple
For the money
Or maybe a big new shinny
Car
------
The stench to eternality
Stretches' far beyond
As far as
You and for me to see
Spend it, with the Devil
Or with Thee
------
I would rather live Life
For the like's of eternality
-------
I shall live life's worth
In most part
Living in the mainger
By and large
Living of this God's
Green earth
Knowing that some day
If only the world would change
Fore their is only one God
Fore He is my heart
-------
He is my first beloved
And without His love
Thing's will never be
The same
------
Since my day of birth'
He has so much
Giving pennant's for
So many
For those who hadn't any
------
With credence to so many
They soared as they
Reached the Sky
While those of us
Whom still walk this earth
Were born to live
For better or worse
Until this day
We must die
------
And thusly,
I pay homage to thee
And so be it by
The Grace of God
There go I
GF
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