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Bound by the Unseen
Straps, and wire,
cutting ropes…
that make you bleed.
Not that anyone can see,
but they are there.
We all have them.
Some are worse then others.
Some have lives,
that never…
feel peace.
The word safe,
never spoken.
Unknown.
Be aware of those around you.
Lost among the soulless,
that walk upright…
Ever eating on the weak,
easily led,
to the fires,
that burn forever,
in the black night.
Stop and remember,
How did you get where you are?
Who helped you,
when you needed it most?
If you are free,
or can see a path,
help others,
and call out.
Those still walking,
and not running,
may yet hear.
On the first part of the journey,
I’m chewing nice toasty bread
all my toys down below me,
dog’s ripping them to shreds
This new world’s a mixture of fun,
stitched together between dread
And with happy ever after endings,
hard to see any troubles ahead
Days appear to get longer,
empty space grows and spreads
Old people I know disappearing,
as monoliths pop up instead
Time for a proper education,
my hands are swollen and red
Teacher beats me badly each day,
says be better if I never bred
Carpet frays beneath my feet,
so I decide to follow the thread
path’s becoming ever clearer,
like all halfwits I’m easily led
And the priest keeps on rocking,
I think he’s glad Elvis is dead
Dad shouts your getting a job,
lazy bastard get out of bed
In the abattoir each morning,
I spilt blood til my fingers bled
DANGER! sign above the kill box
no way the cow’s could’ve read
On my way home at twilight,
a bomb goes off inside my head
Stroke of luck your right vision’s left,
the optimistic doctors said
Time heals all except aging,
chairs turn into curved sleds
Rocking away on the porch now
unaware about being misled
But I don’t care cos I’m happy,
a side effect of miracle meds
Sublingual strips, work wonders,
journey’s over, again spoon fed
By
David Kavanagh
I'll love you if you love me,
respect you if you respect me,
I'll help people that I actually hate
to kill the unhappiness they create
I'll speak truth, won't avoid being straight
falseness traits, fakes, liars I don't appreciate,
I'll only manipulate those whom manipulate,
it's a one off for me, I'll let the evil devastate,
I'll let people abuse me to the point they don't care,
they'll miss me and want me back when I'm not there,
I'll notice intentions and seem most unaware,
I'll build up your confidence and kill it when you dare
I can see your opinion and your point of view,
understand why you do what you do,
so I can be on your side and see you truly too,
and when you try to get me I'll see it before you
You can't hurt me twice if you didn't hurt me once,
nothing and no one will change past influence,
narcissists love me and use me like a sponge
they win but I'll have won destroying their sense
I'm an Empath who is kind caring and easily led,
when I look at people I see only the best,
my heart overpowers the thoughts in my head,
but I'll always seek truth and I'll leave you for dead
However you treat me your intent is noticed,
I'm nice but my evil side is explosive
but I wont use it unless yours is noted
I only want nice things and that's how I live
It's a way people see as their advantage
and set about using me as theirs to manage,
until man oh man I hate to do this,
forced to defend myself and cause you damage
I'll be loyal if you're loyal
I'll be your friend and best mate,
if you know an empath like me
please don't realise to late
Knowledge and wisdom are not found
in the chaotic crowd's cacophony of voices
caused by fear and frustration
They gather like swarms of locusts
on emotional wings of hysteria
Their beating sound swallows intellect
creating perpetual hate and anxiety
brought to them by their own failures and frailties
None...which they chose to recognize
or deem worthy of introspection
Crowds easily led by puppetmasters
who have spiraled down to the depths of depravity
as they pull on the strings of discord
tied to patriotic fervor
Exhumed in a kaleidoscope of hollow memories
from history...crowds don't remember
As they turn their anger into a coming apocalypse
where they sell their souls to their masters
as they did once before
When they called out " Give us Barabbas "
Let the Christ die with his last spoken words
" Forgive them... for they know not what they do "
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That gold leafed hard cover, that’s what would swing it
She gave him the title and asked him to bring it
Dad always answered to her delectations
And next day he handed her ‘Great Expectations’
Just the right size and just the right weight
An old fashioned read but it should balance great
She tired of the story for so much was bleak
But that tome would serve her well, week after week
‘Learning’ she needs like a hole in the head
She’d wed a rich sucker who’s easily led
But she used to walk like a duck on a bike
Yet now she has poise that is so ladylike
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scientists claim climate change is inevitable
the world is changing
way too fast
and some can't handle the strain
the entitled millennial me generation
are sculpting society
embracing artificial intelligence
and cybernetics in their pursuit of immortality
naive sheep put their trust in smiling shearers
way too fast
I'm amazed at the gullibility of people today
they are so easily led
what is so woke with saying please and thank you
instead of shoving your phone in someone's face
and claiming that it's your right
per freedom of speech
fully protected by the constitution
society is crumbling
frozen glaciers are melting
way too fast
and there is nothing we can do about it
that option is no longer on the table
the future is happening before our eyes
and yet, being solely focused on today
we are blind to it
but that doesn't mean that it's not affecting us
it's all happening
way too fast
Why am I losing grip of reality? Tragedy cuts me like a knife
Trying with my might to believe…that peace will prevail
That God’s Rain can relieve the heartaches of life…and eventually, it will drown away the strife…
Ashes are floating in the sky…
The ashes of our love
The ashes of our love
I treasured it…
Now, I’m crowned with regret...blushing blue
Breaking bit by bit
Honestly, upset…I want the best for you
Reminded of the past when I should be the future
Tortured by the voices in my head
Tortured by the voices in my head
They whisper lies in my head
They whisper lies in my head
In the dead of night,
I feel like you are so far away from my reach
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care”
All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart
I don’t see you, dreamily going along your way
My dream is to be the happiest guy…and make it in life
I’m going through yet another phase of yesterday
What’s worse – my soul is shattered cuz it’s brittle in your hands
Reminded of the past when I should be the future
Tortured by the voices in my head
Tortured by the voices in my head
They whisper lies in my head
They whisper lies in my head
In the dead of night,
I feel like you are so far away from my reach
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care”
All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart
Its delicateness has transformed into this…miserable mess
Wipe the crimson from your lips and sift away your fury
Immediately, you and I stride away into the nostalgic night
Complexion has masked my desires for sonorous singing…quit your straying
Astonished by your magnificence…your mesmerizing
Conspicuously, you flatter me with your swaying…quiet yourself and keep on praying
Craving your stinging stinginess…I shudder, making up my mind quickly – your outlandish nature is hypnotizing
Disengage yourself from your pleasurable passions
And your misleading fashions…
Elated by your excitable exuberance
Solemn silence intensifies and time flies
Me myself and I get along well when we are in sync.
When we retain our positivity and look for the pink.
However, once in a blue moon we have a bad day.
Where we take it personally and gloom comes to stay.
It usually starts with me, but myself is easily led.
And then I jumps in too, which makes a somber mean head.
I know it’s just a matter of time, and I must change our mood.
It is wildly important now to convert to a great positive attitude.
Me comes around quickly, she is the easiest one.
Myself says okay, because that looks like more fun.
I is a bit slower, but eventually joins the team.
And we become happier and healthier, a real dream.
Our friends are dying fast.
Visits are very few.
But we all have a blast,
When occasionally they do.
It was pouring rain on Friday,
Not the most cheerful weather,
It was not the time "To make hay".
Just lovely still to be together.
Then to our surprise,
Our doorbell rang,
John took time to arise,
Then we heard the"Bang."
John tried to hurry to the door,
He was far too slow,
When he finally got there,
He found our old friend Joe
John was delighted to see Joe,
And Gwen, Josip's wife,
We had not seen them for seven years
Because of circumstances of life.
Josip is from Ukraine,
He is a knowledgeable man
He has lived a life of pain
And can handle strife.
Gwen was using a walker,
Joe is partially blind
Gwen is an easy talker,
And she is very kind.
We made tea and coffee,
And a bite to eat,
Gwen said, How long have you been deaf?
As John sat rubbing his feet.
In the course of the conversation,
I had to instil eyedrops and take various pills,
It was a revelation
To discover so many ills
After we had discussed our ailments
And how life as we knew it,
Way back when has changed
We got onto the derailments
Of unnecessary wars,
Brought about by Power and greed
That has deranged
The Universe.
Our conversation peppered,
With every emotion that one could feel,
We laughed and sighed
Our friendship sealed,
No aches and pains
That afternoon
All forgotten
As there was no room
For personal woes.
We talked them away
The conversation was stimulating,
We could have talked for days
The time spent was invigorating
It brought our brains into play.
No need to agree with all that was said,
Respecting opinions,
Without being easily led,
Keeping an open mind,
Until you find,
The answers that are true
And acceptable to you,
Thank you, Gwen and Joe,
Your visit cheered us so.
See you in the New year.
It will give us time for our minds to clear.
It's the simple things,
That matter so much.
A kind smile a hug, handshake
Or a gentle touch
Gentle is a lovely word
A word that says it all
Gentle words and gestures
Help others if they fall
There is so much in this world
That causes sorrow and grief
We all need a gentle touch
To unite and bring relief
This destructive virus
Has brought things to a head
Some of our fellow men
Have been very easily led
Believing empty promises
Given by those in Power
Not caring about the consequences
That worsens by the hour
Suddenly more people
Are looker closer at politicians
Nobody expects them to be jugglers
or magicians
Every thinking man
Realises if we want to put things right
The things that we must avoid
Is picking up weapons to fight
Fighting gets you nowhere
It makes a situation worse
Gentleness is needed
To remove us from this curse