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I am the keeper of all things
Always closed and never open
Never to share
Never to whisper
I am the one listening to all your frustrations your aggravations and the things that piss you off in your life your job everything
Never to share
Never to whisper
I am the one sinking in the shadows as a temporary guest
Hearing what they all say about everything yet for me
Never to share
Never to whisper
I am the one that slowly defends in the shadows against nay sayers
Yet for your nay sayers I am also the keeper of all things
Never to share
Never to whisper
While you sit there coldly i want you to remember
I am always closed never open
Never to share
Never to whisper
I am the one to promise never to say a word
For me that is a promise held dearly regardless of what is being said in the shadows
The shadows is where the whispers come from take them for a grain of salt for I have not done anything
At the end of the day
I am the keeper of all things for everyone
Always closed never open
Never to share
Never to whisper
I grew up with philosophers
and never realized
how grandiose those thinkers were
before my very eyes
Neither had a Ph.D.
or similar degrees
or authored books that often took
supreme intelligence to read
They had no claim to fortune or fame
but simply, lived life well
from day to day and throughout the years
though I could never tell
The depth of all their thoughts and dreams
and how they navigated
through mud slides and rising tides
all the while, I was elated
Not privy to their tribulations
and mountain peaks to climb
in all their pains and aggravations
their spirits always shined
Reminding me of Socrates
and Plato in some ways
always finding peace of mind
despite some dismal days
Giving until their final ends
all the beauty and truth sublime
until they bequeathed this world to me
I was living as if half blind
But now I see their philosophy
all these tears and lightyears later
my dad and mom sang one sweet song
to me and our Creator.
Rejuvenating Proof
Counteroffensive cataclysms clamouring for defeat
Apprehensive magnetism that makes you feel complete
Comprehensive pragmatism that can sometimes drain and deplete
Recompensive vandalism that leaves you shocked in disbelief
Magnitudes of profound truths that create wisdom for the wise
Terpitudes that are uncouth and crawl around in unethical disguise
Servitudes that hold no proof but are doomed to eventual demise
Platitudes that contain the youth and distort the facts in front of their eyes
Laying on my back I look up toward the blistering sun
Praying for you to take it back as I feel inclined to run
Saying we’re living in times of lack would be understating the sum
Weighing up what has been in fact a loss of delight, joy and fun
Weaponisation of justice that could have gone for more
Legalisation of an armistice as the world prepares for war
Devitalisation of the harvest while we cannot feed the poor
Dehumanisation of the inquest as we ask what all of this is for?
Calcification of an idolisation that was devoid of substance and truth
Calibrations of animations that are manipulating the youth
Altercations of communications that are needed to prove the proof
Imitations of aggravations that require a detective and a sleuth
Rejuvenating the landscape from the environmental degradation
Captivating the escape route as they apply for abdication
Hallucinating the magnetic tape that restricts the aggravation
Ruminating on the holy saint that depicts the consecration
Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
Some Cupid kills with arrows, some with traps.
—William Shakespeare
Cupid Knocks
War waged with red ribbons and lights of white.
The lights pure, expansive, deep and wide;
and ribbons spaced upon a stone wall.
War waged, why you wonder; the holidays thunder.
Across the street since half past October, erected,
dastardly tall; couldn’t, hardly, have been borrowed
from a laboratory scientist or graphic teacher;
unless this could be a Goliath and his found head.
Engaged in warfare - serendipitous armor of the Christian;
the stiff-necked, serpentine, who fires eyes like darts.
(oh isn’t this delicious fodder, as I pass by and bypass all.)
Oh, just send a news crew to investigate; first the cold case.
Who is enjoying this more? Sure, he must look out his pane
and see this superstructure of bones with no skin, a cane -
not candy, but bait; a Christmas bow tie to hold severed neck.
(I jest! This seamless skeleton, this unseemly demon, kept.)
War waged since half past December. The holidays thunder.
I wonder who will fold. It’s a tick past February, and Cupid’s
in a quandary. Such a state, as he aims, but which way.
(Perhaps he can get them to obey the love your neighbor rule.)
Still, will Barry Bones be given a big red heart, a box
of chocolates, stationary to bother the kind old soul
across the way? How small the man, the skeleton, all
told, there is practically no skin in the game. Father Christmas
doesn’t mind his electric bill - it razzes the intemperate, raises
the heat, further hoses down the closet where the spectacle
came from. Perhaps this neighbor ran out of room to store
his aggravations; by moon he must endure a level starry night.
I’m tickled. I can see the sparkles down the street. Still there,
every night, night after night. I wonder what brews in the homes
of despair and enlightenment. I would love to interview the two.
What would I eschew? What fodder to chew? Cupid knocks.
This is going to be fun…
I’m stir crazy in here and we’ve waited much too long,
we’ve got a map full of dates and a dozen awesome songs,
just wanna get on the road and bring this show to you,
there ain’t no better job, and we are the lucky few.
We’ll be cruising the nations,
don’t need no reservations,
screw all the complications,
I don’t care where we might go.
We’ll be out entertaining,
no use keeping them waiting,
they’ll all be celebration,
anywhere that we may go.
We’ve got the latest pyro and the amplifiers warm,
give the fans what they want and take their hearts by storm,
we’ll give you a hot evening so best bring your girl along,
can’t guarantee nothing, but your chances will be strong.
We’ll be touring the nation,
forget your aggravations,
we’ll be rockin’ and ravin’,
anywhere that we may go.
Gonna leave you all reeling,
when the guitars are squealing,
we all know what you’re feeling,
anywhere that me may go.
You work, study, and struggle; you’re keeping on the lights,
we want to give an escape to the folks who do it right,
let’s get this show going, go get yourselves a beer,
you all want an awesome night and it’s happening here!
We’ll be touring the nation,
forget your aggravations,
we’ll be rockin’ and ravin’,
anywhere that we may go.
Gonna leave you all reeling,
when the guitars are squealing,
we all know what you’re feeling,
anywhere that me may go.
OK, mindful class,
past time to reopen our nurturing nests,
our nutritional mouths
and good-natured ears
and fertile reverse reserves
of not Lose/Lose
EarthMother Health-Wealth Care.
First,
we define our variables,
bilaterally co-arising
recreating
bipartisan dipolarities
Depolarizing
bipolar competing aggravations
replacing Old School co-gravitations
cooperative structured spatial out-forms (x-Yang)
and compassionate temporal in-flow(y-Yintegral
Organic green growing secular BodyLeft (x)
and sacred MindRight felt (y)
x/y brilliantly resilient body/mind co-investments
Where x presents Integrity
of enlightened LeftBrain solid form,
And y represents CoInvestments
of empowering RightBrain synergetic flow.
Please respond as I call:
X also Here presents...
Universal
space without sufficient time
And Y again Now remembers...
Unitarian
wealth of time without severing
Universal health care space
Very good.
And, thereby,
resurfaces reverse appositions
between Solidarity (x)
and Synergy (y)
Of non-zero
Open Whole Living BioSystems
for x/y Gaian NeuroSynthesis
Green Tao Energy
CoPassionately coalescing
inside mindful listening classrooms
while creolizing cultures and religions
outside indigenously integral
win/win peak experience
polyculturally robust
HealthCare Communication
Wealthy EcoPolitical Systems
As Golden Rule understood
and appreciated
by AnthroPrivileged students
of LeftBrain empowering
nonviolent ecofeminist
secular (x) communicating forms
sacred (y) peak communion flows
In economic
and political conclusions,
co-invested and co-operative
Universal spatial solidarity (x)
Yang bilaterally double-binds Yintention
Unitarian temporal synergy
exponentially encircling (y)
Emergent
Mono(x)/Poli(y)-Theistic
Gaian felt panentheistic
inside RightBrain nonverbal
nonviolent win/win communication
Unconditional warm-flow
womb-formed pre-traumatic
universal/unitarian bifurcated mindfulness
Original prime matriarchal attachment
(x/y) ego/eco-systemic harmonic
EarthTribal resilient ch'i-balance
harmonic wisdom circles
for sharing resonant wealth
of resilient health.
Remember, you are not alone.
So rest in the LORD and
wait patiently on Him.
Enjoy every moment of today
recognizing that each experience
requires your best, not extra, effort.
Let go of your anxieties and
let God fight against those
annoying spirits that fight against you.
Accept the fact that change is constant.
Life’s ever-increasing challenges
demand action – not alarm.
eXpect aggravations and temptations.
Their purpose is to steal your joy
and destroy your peace.
Exercise your faith in God to perfect
everything that concerns you. Ask and
expect Him to show you his power to
turn those unhealthy feelings into
extraordinary blessings.
Having done all you know to do,
just stand still and behold the
salvation of the LORD!