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It's there -- the light at the journey's end.
I want to sprint ahead; my mind moves fast.
Many new adventures, many people to befriend.
I'm neither first nor second, I finished dead last.
That's alright, though, there's still much treasure to be had.
The race is through, now let's party and have a blast.
The forces of evil are no longer driving me mad.
The floods, the fires, and the storms are over.
I am now completely compensated for all I had.
Others just like me, picking up the mess they left over.
I lend a hand, and they lend one back to me.
Destined to survive, it was never game over.
Walking through the light was a whole new world to see.
We ate our fill, and drank from the spring.
Rest is needed, please let us be.
Darkness and thorns are gone, let freedom ring.
It's there -- the light at journey's end.
Darkness and thorns are gone, let us all sing.
Many new adventures, many people to befriend.
Beneath my mind the demon danced,
He reaps away my brain
With awkward sounds and sights untrue
Not of the homely grain.
It's party dim tonight I think ,
But things are moving all,
I clearly see his evil spree,
While from the cliff I fall.
For long I fall, yet I reached not,
The lowly plain recedes,
Headlong I veer, it makes me steer
Down to a small crevice.
What will retrieve my dislodged frame?
Those whom I knew have left,
From somewhere sprang a sudden bang
Reminds me I'm bereft.
The clamour of a tavern reached
My ears, I stand upright,
What thing just screeched, I was bewitched
By that carousing sight.
I cannot hear the people speak,
The gestures block my eyes,
A humming sound does well redound
To tell the same, same lies.
I move my limbs, yet they refuse,
Who stole the old, old bliss?
Fixed and numb I stayed alone,
The voices went amiss.
In my zombie time
I see no reason or rhyme
For the Monster mine
Where is drawn the line
Between the soul and the mind
That it hides behind
There light will not shine
In darkness cold and unkind
Rooms it cannot find
Pain that tears and binds
Fear to fetter and confine
Just some of the signs
Screaming in my head
The evil one wants me dead
So, the Monster said
A study in red
Monster doesn’t want me dead
Torture me instead
Monster wants me bled
The Daemon wants to be fed
Feeling total dread
Daemons all aligned
To hell my soul is consigned
My death is assigned
Taking drugs and wine
Not a cure for thee and thine
Wacked out to the nines
Cannot run and hide
No solution suicide
Only you’ll have died
For you they will pine
All your loved ones left behind
That route’s asinine
The Monster’s inside
You see the Zombie outside
A maddening ride
Exiled from mankind
The Monster is not refined
Daemons undefined
Quick definition
Monster's bipolar
Disorder you see
Daemon's alcohol
Addiction that has slowly
Taken hold of me
One escaped his cage
The other broke free his chains
I am the Zombie
Human redefined
Ridiculous from sublime
The Zombie defined…
On Consideration of Tyranny
Postulating on the human condition with due irreverence
In incongruous arguments clawing at the conscience
Endless are the vacuous tools used at will
Of words like dirges slipping from the tongue
Tyrants on their serpent’s insidious game
Come with daggers at the throat of justice
Those minds that seek oppression as their friend
Firm ground is mired in cowardice and covers spoils
Slips into history’s decay
Two laws and worlds evolve, two worlds of different colors
One is the hue of wealth
The other, the black of poverty
To fall beneath, drown away in pockets of perverted air
Spoken in craven discourse over the all devouring depravity by such souls
Sponsored by our friends of anarchy
Drawn to that which is the black veil of life
That in that darkened soul to sin, oppressors came to win
Leave the world a better place?
Hell does refuse them at the gate
Is there a darker place to take them?
They serve themselves so cleverly and deadly
Clearly demonic but, rebuffed by Satan on the run
“Get out of Hell!” He yells. “Find another darker home!”
Repugnant In life and death their tyranny swims the sewers to breed
Trolling for more lost souls to conquer
As serpents garner favors from such darkened deeds
She endured trauma as a child, that shut down her mind
Without safe adults, there was no security to find
She played outside and pretended to run away
She prayed and God answered, he heard what she had to say
She learned about good and evil, at an early age
When her soul with a facade, became stuck in a cage
She was lucky to have natural talents to help her survive
God granted her what was needed to stay alive
She was given strength to endure things, beyond words can say
When she was older, it was time for her to speak and find her way
She investigated the past, fighting to stop others from being hurt
She learned to watch her back, be streetwise while on alert
After 14 years, justice failed with deep corruption, that started back then
Finding the closure she wanted was no longer a matter of when
Family outcasted her, while more losses and deaths came about
The silence of the past had turned into a powerful shout
How did she make it through such painstaking times?
She created in many ways including things like these rhymes
She was granted many good things through so many years
Friends who care, pets who love, much comfort that erased fears
She yearns to love and give to all who may have pain
She will offer to give the sun to anyone, after the rain
I say all this because there is hope in life, through good and bad
- smiles do return from the depths of being sad -
Heidi Sands
12/22/33
THANK YOU
FOR YOUR SERVICE.
THANK YOU
FRONT LINE WORKERS..
FOR PUTTING YOUR ASS
ON THE FRONT LINE
TO PROTECT ME
FROM THE ENEMIES
FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC.
THANK YOU
SERVICE MEMBERS,
MILITARY VETERANS
WHO SACRIFICED
YOUR LIMBS AND LIVES
PROTECTING OUR CONSTITUTION,
FREEDOMS AND LIBERTIES.
CAN WE THE PEOPLE,
COUNT ON YOU,
TO PROTECT,
WE THE PEOPLE
OF THE UNITED STATES
OF AMERICA
AGAINST ALL ENEMIES
FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC.
WILL YOU
PUT YOUR LIFE
AND LIMB
ON THE LINE
TO PROTECT
WE THE PEOPLE
OF THE UNITED STATES
OF AMERICA
AGAINST
FORCED DEPOPULATION,
FORCED VACCINATIONS.
INVASION
FROM UNITED NATIONS.
WILL YOU
SACRIFICE YOUR LIFE
TO PROTECT
OUR AMERICAN SOVEREIGNTY
CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS
FREEDOMS AND LIBERTIES.
WILL YOU PROTECT
OUR GOD GIVEN RIGHT
TO THINK FOR
OURSELVES.
AND REJECT
INOCULATION OF LIVE VIRUSES.
SLAVERY TO DEBT.
INDOCTRINATION
OF HATRED.
THERE HAVE BEEN MANY
THROUGHOUT OUR HISTORY
OF THIS GREAT NATION
WHO PUT THEIR ASS
ON THE LINE.
SACRIFICED THEIR FUTURE.
LOST THEIR LIMBS AND LIVES.
TO PROTECT
WE THE PEOPLE
OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.
THANK YOU
FOR YOUR HEROIC EFFORTS
ACTIONS
AND SERVICE
AGAINST ALL ENEMIES.
THE SEEN.
THE UNSEEN.
THE FOREIGN
AND
THE DOMESTIC.
MAY THE LORD
ALWAYS BE BY YOUR SIDE
GOING FORWARD.
AND PROTECT YOU.
FROM THE HATRED OF EVIL.
05132020
V.4 ( BRIDGE #1 & CHORUS C; ) :
You left me without a trace
I discard the feelings of anguish – feeling so unsure…my sorrow weighs a
pound – (where have you been x3 for so long…feeling like an incomplete,
cheerless love song all along)
What should I do? What now? Tell me now…
Somehow, I feel so gravity-bound…I’m lost & never found…frankly, (I’m feeling
grief-stricken x3 for oh so long…feeling like I don’t belong…feeling so wrong)
CHORUS:
I will squander my time now and forever
(sarcasm: Are you an evil, fallen angel?)
Until I meet you eye to eye again
Our departure came to soon…our future’s a blur
Oh you must be a sweet, beautiful angel –
Come on & get out of the lion’s den!
Release me…I need to let go…
Believe in me…reflect on me…
Release me…let me go with the flow
Let me grow and see…the light at the end of the tunnel
There’s other fish in the sea…
V.5 (BRIDGE #2):
You made me feel this disdainful distress…this high stress…I’m in an emotional
mess
(All alone, all along) x4
You make me feel like a total disgrace…I’m a song without rhyme
(All alone, all along) x4
I’m not lying – you kicked me in the face…but I’m makin’ slow progress
(I’m on my own, but not alone) x4
When I was trying to beat the race…trying to make use of my time
(I’m on my own, but not alone) x4
[End of song xD]:
I’m getting used to being taking for granite…
But, I hate it so much…all I do is throw a childish fit
I’m hanging by the last string ~
I loathe tragedy and its sting ~
~!@#$%^&*()_+=-)(*&^%$#@!`~
A sower was scattering seeds.
Some seeds fell onto the path, and birds swooped down and ate them up.
Some seeds fell onto rock and quickly grew and the sun scorched them for it had little soil.
Some seeds fell onto thorns and grew and was choked up.
Some seeds fell onto good soil and grew many times and over again.
As scriptured.
When the Word is heard and not understood, evil will take away what little remains in the heart.
When the Word is heard, little is understood and quickly lost to their lack of faith because there is no substance in the heart.
When the Word is heard, the desires of the spoils of the world will choke them of they have learned, and they will bare no fruit in their heart.
When the Word is heard, it will be fully understood and will yield forth much good in their hearts, and in the hearts of many.
Date: 06/18/2019
WOKE AND BROKE
USA, how did it become so terribly lewd?
Evil has taken free reign in all neighborhoods.
Children are being slaughtered almost each day.
While incompetent leaders, look the other way.
Streets we used to traverse with ease and frivolity.
Now, in absentia, totally absent of congeniality.
The news spews untrue words to divide us.
The leader of the free world, who dares to cuss?
Our most honored allies, we sorely do ignore.
But with Communist nations, we like to score?
The American Flag is burned with utmost joy.
On our knees to the Taliban, true bullyboys!
Burning down our major cities,with hideous masks?
“Hoodyville” is where we are expected to perform daily tasks!
We are Nazi-like, mandated to get a vaccine?
And people want you dead, if you won’t fit that scene.
Worst of all, teachers, must be on benders.
Encouraging children the wonders of being transgenders?
We drool, listenening to twenty-four hour,insane propaganda.
That promotes hatred of others, so hot on their agenda!
The Jewish leaders at liberal universities, are not allowed to speak?
They have to file a lawsuit first, this makes tears run down my cheek.
I weep that the monstrous Holocaust meant not a thing!
The planned death of many groups is indeed, quickly coming.
Anyone who dares speak well of this country is highly suspect!
The NYT, paints good people evil and complete moral wrecks?
America is now in the fight for its very life.
Food, gas prices, causing families major strife.
Drugs, you might recall, we were told. “ Just to say NO,” to?
The leader of America, announced, “Just say YES,” to?
Speak not a malevolent word against good Americans.
Look into your soul, this is the time for benevolence!
On this site, now is allowed full freedom of expression.
Not for long, as censorship is BigTech’s fervent intention!
~God Bless America~
10/9/2022
In my loneliness, I lie in my bed
hopelessly listening to the chirping of crickets
The consoling breeze blowing from the cracks of my window
whistling tunes that re-echo from my bamboo bed
sending every hanging object to a dancing practice session
thatch reacting to every string in a recession
The intermittent cry of lonely owls
adds base to the consoling rhapsodies
Sounds that also remind villagers
About the witches taking off
To their fate-deciding kingdoms
Kingdom where grown up and deceased share the same bench
cooking infants' body parts
humming songs of destruction
A sudden cry of a baby
will be hushed by swearing from an angry parents, a witch patent.
At least, they believe
So others are awake, relieved I felt
The breeze blows and steals the light from my kerosene lamp
A precious possession especially
in wet seasons, when the moon hoards its brightness
Aided by angry clouds that are ready to pour out their pains on the earth
I closed my eyes tighter
Seeing billions of black and white shadows
When the cock crows
My pains and fears vanish
It is day break I thought
to later realize it is still dark
Stories of the last night cock's crow
Makes the headlines in all
riverside petty talk, adults discussions
Redemption will be sought from liars, the eyes of the gods
With just a few cowries they throw
on dirt-ridden floor mats
They calculate a non mathematical problem with addition,
A mystery on how they arrive at a result
With confidence, they will say
'the witch kingdom needs a sacrifice,
an infant will die suddenly'
The parents of the crying baby
Will start relating the story
Insults will be aimed at people
Barrens, poor childless older fellows will be the target
Insults will indirected to these people
If by chance the child dies
The eyes of the gods will be exalted
The barrens, poor old fellows will be confronted, disgraced
even sent on exile, to "evil" forests
At dusk
My fear crawls in
Fear of loliness
Fear of sleeplessness
Fear of the dark
Dark village night.