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Premium Member Mutiny of the Mind

Mutiny Of The Mind

Did You Eva Stop to Think
What about tomorrow
What is really on the other-side of today?
Should I force myself to go along
When my insides tell me, things are wrong.?

Did You Eva Stop to Think
Could my life had gone a different way,
If I’d chosen a different route?
I think I could have took another stance
Against injustices and Brutality.

One day I thought, and realized
My thoughts were never really my own
That day I vowed to think my thoughts
Speak my words, in my own tone;
Stop and think while being alone.

I will Listen to that still small voice;
That will guide me to that perfect light.
If I Ignore my deep-down gut
My inner-voice, will yank my heart
I really had to stop and
think - What about eternity.
did you ever stop to think,
what about forever.?

Not religion nor popular opinions
Nor culture or traditions
Neither the number of votes,
Nor the amount temptations wealth.
Can ever again make me feel right
About doubting myself.

Did you ever stop to think;
That people who cause mind mutiny;
Mind your business well.
As if they have you under scrutiny,
And want you beneath their spell.
Did you ever stop to think?

Your life requires your participation.
Without participating in your own life
Where then will your soul go.?
Flesh rots: Hearts keep records,
Bones slowly decay and sink.
Before the soul flies away...

A hue-man can always change his ways;
Man, must secure himself against negativity.
Before he reaches the brink.
If only, he meditates awhile and
Seriously stops and thinks.!





© Vicki Acquah,
Form: Verse


Premium Member Battle Scars

These battle scars, 
don't look like they're fading,
Don't look like they're ever going away,
But darling that's ok,
Because battle scars show how much you grow,
Grow through the highs and the lows

Set fire to my purpose
And I let it burn
Do you feel how your stomach does churn
the fear changes us all 
at some point we all fall

Make me feel stupid,
Try to fight it off but its useless
How did I get into this mess
We all ask ourselves this
But the truth will never miss
Even if its painful 

Some things, they're
Solid, they're built to last
Some things, they fall
Apart, they break like glass
Some days, all you want to do is say pass
But if you continue to grow and to learn
The thought of life, you will come to yearn 

What's worse?
Hearin' what you wanna hear
Or hearin' what's honest
Pain like daggers from lies promised
darling rip those daggers out
Turn to the world and shout

Wakin' up knowin' I'm
Somebody's daughter, but
I don't know a lot about my father
Maybe that's the reason i don't do stuff like I ought to
No matter what we've learnt 
we can build ourselves anew 

You know I, I'm afraid of change
Guess that's why we stay the same
Most of us throw a rope around our horse to tame
the one wild part of us 
The part that's not scared to make a fuss
We bury it down deep 
And go along with the sheep

I got nothing left, just an empty heart,
I'm a solider, wounded so
I must give up the fight
There's nothing more
For me, lead me away
Stop don't beg me to stay
But wait there's a torch that leads you through the dark,
Even when the outcomes look stark
© Fire Bird  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Fleeting Moment

She took the stage by storm and the whole world was in awe
Her charisma soaked every particle in the air and her charm was spreading everywhere.

I had an ambivalent feeling and every day I try to make sense of it but I had to go along with it because somethings just did not fit. The architect plucked the young grape from the vine, and left the whole world in a terrible bind.

Everyone was scrambling for new meaning, and world leaders were humbled, what on earth is going on in  America, they had  to consult the bush doctor, they  rushed to reset the clock, and exchange the old socks for a brand new pair of shoes.

It wasn't the end that I fear but it was battered wind that was blowing everywhere and the strange sound that was rising from the ground sending shock waves throughout the town and when I saw the numbers changing. I knew that destiny was walking in my bed. I  could feel the chills all over me and the News flashing all over thee.

Big crowds gather around to see her wear that gigantic crown
But queen Elizabeth was smiling in the grave whispering a message to Paddington bear,  and the silent music passes over

The fleeting moments passes by and watched her riding in the sky
but the rythm suddenly change and suffocate the manic game
and at the click of the clock destiny removed her golden frock and she rode away  leaving the broken hearts behind and  young grapes springing up on the vine.

Nobody believed  it  and no body could understand it
and the solemn music that was playing in the air slowly fades with the fleeting moment and November surprise reappeared.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member Lessons Learned From Gramps and Granny

HANGING OUT WITH GRAMPA,
I LEARNED A THING OR TWO.
GRANNY KNEW AND UNDERSTOOD
PASSED ALONG THE CLUES

CONFORMITY IS AN ISSUE.
AN ILLNESS OF THE MIND.
MANIPULATION OF THE WEAK
PUTTING SOCIETY IN A BIND.

THROUGH MEDIA DISTRIBUTION,
SCIENCE CONDUCTED TEST.
PROVING MOST WILL GO ALONG
THE REMAINDER CONSIDERED PEST.

TO THINK OUTSIDE THE CIRCLE,
THEY'RE LIVING OUTSIDE THE BOX.
BIG TECH CONSIDERS THIS A CRIME.
ENCOURAGING THEY BE DOXXED.

CENSORSHIP IS ANOTHER WAY,
TO SILENCE THE THINKING CLASS.
SHEEPLE ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE
WITHOUT A STATE RUN PASS.

TRUCKERS TOOK TO TRUCKING.
WHEN RIGHTS WERE ON THE LINE.
POLITICIANS BOUGHT AND PAID FOR
VANISHED FOR THAT TIME.

EUGENICIST INSIST DEPOPULATION.
GLOBALIST WENT ALONG.
CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY
ARE DEFINITELY WRONG.

ELITIST DEMAND THAT YOU BELIEVE.
THEY KNOW WHAT'S RIGHT FOR YOU.
GOVERNMENTS JUST WENT ALONG.
MANDATING WITH OUT A CLUE.

SOVEREIGN MAN HAS THE RIGHT,
TO MAKE DECISIONS FOR HIMSELF.
HE ALONE IS RESPONSIBLE
FOR HIS FAMILY AND HIS HEALTH.

CONFORMITY CAN BE DANGEROUS.
FROM A  NONCONFORMIST VIEW.
NOT SAYING HOW TO LIVE YOUR LIFE.
IT'S YOUR RIGHT THAT YOU BE YOU.


Michael E. Harris
02022022

Who She Is

- Who She is. -
She is the statue of liberty
The lady of the harbour 
A beacon and a pillar of light
She is burnt at the stake
She is woken by a kiss
Calling from afar
She says " I will fight naked on a horse if you would follow me"
She takes the kids to school with kids in hand her face is full
Even blindfolded she always knows the truth
Her laugh is like a split pomegranite
Often she admonishes me
I just go along stupidly
She taught us how to weave
She taught us how to believe
She shades us like the cedars of Lebanon
Her virtues just goes on and on
We are her children and her name is Freedom
Her heart is like a river, mysterious and deep
The last thought to leave my mind before I go to sleep
She is the matriarch
That takes us to the water
Where we can fill our trunks and we can splash our thanks
We blindly follow her and when we look again she is the vanguard in the rear


Premium Member Cys Diabolical Plans

Cy’s plans are diabolical said the angel Mu
Sneed her devil side was horrified too
What can we do? They asked. What can we do?
She was determined, sly witch Cyber Lou.

The devil said I usually go along with a plan
But Cy's ideas are totally out of hand.
They go way too far, it simply is not right.
We won’t go along without a fight.

Mu was shocked. They never agreed.
But this time he was in sync with Sneed.
They both whispered into her ears at night.
But she embellished her plan, made it tight.

Not listening is her favorite trait I guess.
I don’t know how to change it, I confess.
Mu and Sneed teamed up again to try.
She rode away on her broom, that Witch nicknamed Cy.
Form: Rhyme

Butterflies

Nervous so nervous something about you makes my body shiver and question my actions as if the multiple choice was true and false 

Down on one knee asking my heart are you ready to jump and asking my mind does she love you 

Feeling like I am back in elementary check yes or no, it wasn’t planned…well like the rest of most of my life

Just want it to all go right because that night I put the crown on my queen to go along with her ring

She responded yes to my will you marry me, and in that moment, heaven felt a little closer and my dreams became true…with you,

Next to me, I can conquer the world and then give it to you forget the moon

2049 and life is all fine rewinding back to that night when nothing could go wrong like we are away on the beach, honeymoon vibes playing our song please

You look so good in your heels and curves, always on my heels trying to be ready for my future with you

Always on your toes every time we kiss, do you remember our date in the park with the portable dvd and snacks…I never told you 

But you were looking like a snack, my hot stuff you brought the fire back to my cold broken heart

I feel so comfortable with you and love when you hold me after a long day

You always keep me first and I will try to do the same

I am protective never play detective, I am progressive, I am the male with a poetry flow

I am protective without the protection

My love for you overflows so don’t let me drown

Yes, I messed up but I never want to let you down

My love letter will no longer frown 

Yes, you gave my heart a reason to smile again

I am not perfect but you make me feel like it

I promise today and for the rest of forever that I will do my best to be the best, because that is what you deserve

And I apologize in advance for the moments when I will fail but I will never quit, no matter how hard or bad things get

p.s. today we got engaged and I can’t stop smiling and the butterflies are still flying…
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member A Future Worth Waiting For

I spend my time at home or work, but never alone.
I’m always around someone, often only as a friend.
I meet people all the time, even far from home.
Maybe the love of my life is just around the bend.

I don’t know yet what the future holds for me,
But I’m sure it will include someone by my side.
Nothing is for certain… whatever will be, will be.
So, I’m willing to just go along for the ride.

In my life ahead, I see kids and a companion,
Going through seasons of change with ups and downs.
I have so much love to give, or at least, that’s my opinion.
As a father, I will be there to make smiles out of frowns.
Form: Rhyme

The Land of If

In the land of "If" somewhere this side of forgotten dreams
the world is very foggy and nothing is as it seems

There are no deadlines or plans
things just happen as they may

There are no new commitments made
nothing beyond today

For the land of If is living in the moment
but without working for your dreams

Your dreams are somehow forgotten
among everyday ordinary things

And you have no firm goals
beyond the few basic cares

and you are in stasis
and the daily grind seems to wear

the land of if, is for you to fill with your dreams
you only need to remember them
and put plans down to earn

For anything you can think of is possible too,
though the dates and times and persons may change
as things go along they are skewed.

But the intent it to reach nirvana the things that will bring you to bliss
and to not live a life wondering what you did miss

Money, fame, power, unconditional love
are all available to anyone and are not a mystery above

We can get what we dream of if we only make a plan.
And work it every day, and on our principals make a stand

So make your land of "IF" a realization of your dreams
and life will never be the same again I promise you, its as easy as it seems

The Land of "If"  For Tye (C) copyright Friday April 6, 2007 - Artimus AKA Susan Manley
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member I Truly am Whole

to truly be whole
we must be in touch with our soul
I call mine Trixie and claim she is my muse

Or I give credit to the deer, eagle or wolf,
my three power animals
they give me what I need daily

Deer gives me tears for those who are hurting
and empathy to go along with it
Eagle gives me the power to soar, so I can zoom in my sleep

Wolf gives me the aloneness I need
to separate myself from the pack
so I can rejuvenate and refresh myself,

the heart of the matter is this, I am in touch with my soul
it is what makes me want to be me
the me that survives my incarnations
I truly am whole
and I love it

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