It is dark in here
and I really fear
I’ve run out of things to say.
Sameness taunts me,
shameness haunts me,
I have lost the will to pray.
I am off the track,
my pen is slack,
I have nothing to relay.
Nobody has,
nobody does,
it’s all been said before.
Steal an idea,
make it appear
it stepped out of your front door.
They’ll think that it’s yours
and as sky-ward it soars
they’ll even come for more.
But don’t talk of doom,
of despair and gloom
and how your soul slowly dies.
They don’t wish to know
your personal inferno,
instead, just feed them lies.
Lies they’ll understand;
stories of dreamland,
alibis and lullabies.
Give them at any cost
the hope that you’ve lost
and the love you no longer feel.
Make believe it is spring,
praise everything,
let them think your verse is real.
Your sorrow don’t share,
beware, oh, beware,
nothing to reveal.
Racists will always live in fright
They do not even know how to fight
and are devoured by Aries' moonlight
with many tortured days and nights
So we will keep on shining so bright
Ancestral spirits will take flight!
Bringing forth any sincere insight!
Goat status
Goat money
Money on vices
Money on dreams
Dreams of being the greatest
Dreams of forever love
Love of people
Love for kindness
Kindness opens doors
Kindness warms hearts
Hearts of the city
Hearts of the world
World of pain
World of confusion
Confusion on respect
Confusion on fear
Fear of failure
Fear of truth
Truth hurts
Truth cuts
Cuts through lies
Cuts through money
Money schemes
Money trees
Trees with no leaves
Trees provide no shade
Shade from the heat
Shade from the gossip
Gossip kings
Gossip girl
Girl meets boy
Girl meets serpent
Serpent whispers
Serpent lies
Lies cause death
Lies rewrites history
History tainted
History praised
Praised then killed
Praised then crucified
Crucified for beliefs
Crucified for truth
Truth heals
Truth sets you free
Free speech
Free food
Food will spoil
Food will dry
Dry
Spoil
Born frail
Through my wonder I wander and become pained
and rover subtly these days
Time polishes my brain,
Wisdom lies in the grave
Am I not you?
A reflection
of your colors
in my water
as you dance
in a garden
veiled by night
where the flowers
have no odor
and are bright
fireflies
of neon
lights
and you say it’s me
that stain
left by blood
you have shed
greyed by tears
of the innocents
you misled
as you sparkle
in your stolen
golden wealth
I the hypocrite
the murderer
and the thief
the mirage
water colored
of your desert
left unwashed
by God's grace
mercy unasked
because
you're perfect
I the villain
shadow
unwanted
of your mind
projected
by a sun
that today sets
and tomorrow
may not rise.
Fairy tales delight
White Pretty Horses with horns
Lies make me Dizzy
Ingredients:
1. One pinch of sugar (Honey can sub)
2. A dash of what works
3. 1/2 teaspoon of table salt ( Or sea salt )
4. 1 large egg (Egg whites for real)
Instructions:
1. Mix them together until light and fluffy.
2. Flatten the lumps out, soften the sharpness
3. Blend until the texture mellows the taste of reality.
Secret sauce: Seven spices to taste.
Just don’t tell what they really are. EVER.
A silent scream spreads through the night,
A bittersweet joy in the darkness,
In a world of sour sweetness,
Joyful sadness waltzes bright.
A deafening whisper calls us near,
While noisy silence fills the day;
Jumbo shrimp and icy flames,
They play their little big matches.
Living dead and peaceful strife,
A false truth in everyday life,
An awkward relaxed grace, a surprise,
Truthful lies hide in plain sight.
With cruel kindness, we laugh as we cry,
with open secrets that`re not hidden,
A false reality touches the air,
An uncertain certainty spreads apace.
In shameless honour, a giggle grows,
As chaotic order settles,
Across untimely time and space,
Where grave funny oxymorons lie.
Pray for all of Abraham’s children, pray for the world, for all who seek love and truth.
Pray for all to have peace, to live in the place that makes them feel whole and happy as we walk through this life.
Pray for freedom, freedom to learn, freedom to choose, freedom for life, freedom of information and more…
Pray for the end of forcing us to be who they want us to be, God gave us freedom to choose good or evil paths.
Pray for our Justices to support freedom, freedom to discover truth or lies.
Pray for all the ways that evil tries to destroy us, seen and unseen tricks and evil ways that make us die.
Remember the path home to God, to heaven, to happiness, is long, is sometimes negative, but we can achieve a happy end of our life.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
Come you zionists of israeeeeel
I can see through your mask
I can see through your lies
I can see you are committing genocide.
Come you people of earth
I want you to shout
I want us to stop the horror
I want it to be no more
Come all you human beings
I know that you know
I know that you care
I know that you are well aware
What we are seeing
Before our very eyes
Is more and more lies
To cover up a genocide.
So we’re punished and estranged
Would it make us better?
So how sweet was the revenge
Does it really matter?
It’s like noting white on white
Maybe green on green
When you come, I dim the light
Blinded by the screen
As the evening soars my eyes
I calm down a bit
Thinking it’s the useful lies
Naked truth can’t fit
It’s like permanent repair
Of a thing unfixable
It’s unfair, but we didn’t care
Everything is mixable
So we turn out quite the same
As we were last night
Only now there is no frame
But just white on white.
Epiphany Poetry Contest. Sponsored by: Constance La France
By Poet: "Words are very cheap. Actions are worth their weight in gold. Look for actions, Not words."
I have a great friend,
she tells the truth and will never bend.
We love going out,
shopping and eating makes for a magical day.
I help her then she helps me,
that is the way friendship should be.
She called me sister,
what an honor that was.
Then one very sad day,
I had an epiphany.
She was filled with lies,
I had been deceived.
Must be off there is a tomb
Most of what remains of whom
Much loved by me so still lies
My heart with her slowly dies
Must be off to earthy throne
Making sure she's not alone
Mourn us both for we have gone
Lies, the woven webs, of those who practice to deceive,
oh the lies that’s told, to whomsoever will believe.
Lies work hard, to take your heart earned trust,
then behind your back, it’s under foot, in dust.
Lies, like little white lies, oh the lies that be,
even at the most, the lies through the centuries.
Destroyer’s with words, and killers of the heart,
and in this, have we not all, played our part.
Lies, they kill, they steal, and destroy you see,
appearing to be good things, then brings forth their misery.
Just like the spider, their webs, they never leave,
and the first ones fooled, is those who practice to deceive.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Do not lie to me at all.
For what you show me as me,
Is not true at all, you see!
Don’t be fooled by what you see.
The world’s mirror shows not your reality,
Look beyond the reflection deep within.
And find the truth that lies therein!
Copyright © 2017 by Crystal David John
(Published in my book titled 'Trails of Thought', which is available on Amazon)
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