Feel my energy
& come to me.
Notice that knot
in your stomach
& know it's my breaking heart.
Rise without thought
& find your keys.
Excuse yourself
& run to me.
Fear my cooling.
Break the speed limit
to catch me awake.
Catch me thinking of you
& hoping you would come.
It's imperative to alter the narrative,
so get out a round of ream.
There's a knot in the plot,
a lost theme with out a seam..
You pause and you pivot.
The script leaves you livid,
falling short of your dream.
Stopped, stalled between acts,
little time to retrack,
as your pen is running out of steam.
A yes or no is imperative; you must be all ears,
Guts must be taught to grab both decisions equally,
Sins are made through impetuousness;
Sit tight, think loud, be gentle with your thoughts;
A journey to the right side of your heart; flows through a tunnel of pity,
Stick with your backbone; strip with a sense of genuineness,
Condense all the haze, decisions made crystal clear like glass,
No guilt and no regrets of your past can interrupt the decisions.
Infer from what the response has served to you, take action.
A yes or no is imperative, can save you from being a liability for yourself,
also for others.
“Did you understand The Narrative?”
And I answered in The Affirmative.
But it was a lot sugared and inventive,
What should’ve been kept and left ‘Native’
For a society still Helplessly Conservative
With her applause for stories of The Summative …
“And did you enjoy The Narrative?”
I made sure I said ‘Delicious’ in a voice penetrative
But in my mind had A Crying Alternative
I thought worth treating as Imperative
For our Youths in the eye stared by The Formative
And often dying to appear assertive …
The Understood and Enjoyed Narrative
I knew I wouldn’t delay its purgative,
All these while answering to an ear please
And clogged nostrils deny a sneeze.
As it is imperative to put out fires to protect our woods and homes
So is to combat iniquity to save our children's families and souls!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
05 January 2021
If Man,
Life's cancer on earth has become,
We have to stop him from reaching other planets
For
Imperative it is, tumor's metastasis, to prevent!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
26 January 2019
Narrative Which Is Imperative
This has become a renown narrative;
In each sermon it became imperative;
Word for word,
Often have heard;
To love and live must give, give, give.
Jim Horn
Imperative in a Pot
Many things in a pot are always imperative
Like all of your life in politics have to live
Push in PC on cruise control you did select
Which will stand for POLITICALLY CORRRECT
Several illustrious illustrations are illuminating
When they are you contemplate celebrating
Political lady who was jumping up out a cake
What she proved to be wearing is pure fake.
So in order to expediate the prestigious pace
There now is only one woman left in the race
And who was it who could have lied and lied?
To remove them they all must be Hillary-fied.
When drinking start off with a Hillary cocktail
She will ensure ice cubes with chicken are in pail
And once cubes melt from them being too hot
Will take watered down chicken and put in pot.
These are the sequences of events in pure politics.
Only difference is this is the watered down version.
Jim Horn
Just when the quick peruse
Turns obtuse
Thereby roundly refused
That noose for an excuse
We made the day quake with paper
Gracious allowance
By overwriting the undercurrent
Betting down for stamps in the sky
The commander brands his mule
Make the work horse a tuning fork
And finance a forgotten tomb
The evidence of genealogy
Since time built fashion a reason to discover whether
Shelter lies dormant amidst a backoning call asunder
Sweet dreams fallen Elms in Summer sweat appease
A noble laugh then a fuze through its carnal means
~
In time,
A duration of timely gestures;
Such as the weather changes in laughter
In havoc we provoke fallen tears drenched through tears
~
Imperative
A challenge to be free is a question in time
Sublime...
We tend to make a mountain out of a mole hill
~
In soft Ivory towers overlook disaster proned to logical persuasion
Perhaps in need of a break on a long vacation;
Gone our the days we drift to frolic in a haze
Today were left as egg shells getting stuck in a maze
To dream in light of an imperative call
~
In laughter we frolic through the temporal call
In reason we quest an exchange of love
In hatred we get destroyed as a pig in mud
In peace their lies a filter destroyed the evil means
Imperative
side glances mock
the youth,
their moments
of relenting-
sinuously fulfilling,
as if the time
was their own,
and not perpetual.
ideas making cycles-
actions and reactions,
captured by neurons,
and called original.
concisely,
unable to grasp
The Laws of Wisdom,
only time can teach-
imperative,
the elder thinks,
as arthritic bones savor the sun,
skin blisters raw, and pains to touch.
Growing is a need,
it was involuntary thus far,
all of a sudden everything changed,
and it all came with an impact,
and the pressure was great,
forces that were,
told in clear words,
grow or be dead,
and the time was really bad,
that is why,
growing is a need now,
they extended me full,
as I was here,
exerting every push and pull,
I was stretched thin,
and feared rupture,
center to rim,
thickening,elonagting,
widening,becoming taller,
are all needs,
because they are part of growing,
which is the imperative need,
grow ,grow and grow,
from toe to eyebrow,
they have not promised for nothing,
the day you got tired and said,
grown I have and to full I have,
they will get you dead.
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