Butterfly Integrity Poems

There's a false chord in the lullaby.
There's a dagger in the hand.
There's a stinger in the butterfly.
There's a scorpion in the sand.

There's harshness in the...

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My joy surrounds me with character 
beauty essence I bow to the on lookers 
I dance to the sweetest sound all over town  
of...

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I’m not afraid of rejection 
I’m afraid of the phoenix that will rise from my spine with the threat of treason 
Suppress the flame and...

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Seeking certainty
needs no lamp, compass or map -
find it and you’re lost....

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No, No, No please stop this
I screamed aloud
Fire started igniting my whole body 
I cried loud
Please somebody help me out

Why nobody could hear
Why everyone act...

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DON'T LOSE TOUCH
Immersed in nature; see my garden's worldA butterfly from its chrysalis wings unfurled
Bumble bee's laden with pollen in their sacsAs military ants busy...

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Social butterfly ....

she flits

from person to person

like 

a busy bumblebee

air kissing beautiful blooms

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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Those Worlds
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Fear

It is a very small demon. 
It is a tiny monster, 
that never stops chewing on;
anything it can get. 

It is the one that hides,...

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President of Freedom

The last man in a long line, 
voted to save the future...
for us. 
Not all of us, 
but some. 

Those that live on...

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Accidental Words

Whispers I should not have heard. 
Things "said"
that have gone way wrong. 
It was just a party. 

It began with, "I don't want to...

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The Stars in My Life

I look up,
I can not see you for the lights,
of the city.
I know you are still there,
I have faith.
Some things are...

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Prayer 

On Sunday, 
The saints gather…
Not the normal service, 
later, when others…
are home. 

They are quiet, 
and humble. 
They have come, 
to the house of...

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Clocks that Run 

Backwards to my day. 
I pray first and start off right. 
I don’t think I will make it through, 
if I do...

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