Long Gravities Poems
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One man standing
What is life
Is it the pains
Is it the love shared
Is the just an emotion
Is it full of failures
What is life
Cos I can't get enough
Is it the challenges
Is it the chances
Is it peace
Is it just to work
Is it brutal
Is it fair
What is life
Cos I can't get enough
One man standing
What is life
Is it just about money
Is it just for the women
Is it just to bleed in confusions
Is it beautiful
Is it ugly
Is it just about information
Is it about just to die
What is life
Cos I can't get enough
Is it about wars
Is it about solutions
Is it about just building
Is it only for Humans
What is life
Cos I can't get enough
And this is not a lie
One man standing
I thought of life
And all I see was
Colours and diversities
I saw the gravities of progress
I saw the unity in the air
I saw freedom without no ties around
I saw nature
I saw the blessings of peace
Despite the fire
I saw the rains of hope
I saw a heaven in our world
I saw the waters the seas the rivers
I saw all given to humanity freely
No wonder I can't get enough of life
Cos my spirit my mind my soul
Related alot to my heart
My heart is my world
It enables me to see the real value
Of life
And now am able to bleed with this
Words of wisdom
Despite I can't get enough of life
Still am a survival
regardless am thankful
And my progression attributes to a
One man standing
Africa Today
New ways now in Africa
Yet this men pull our steps back many confuse of why
Yet keep keeping hopes alive
That for sure without action is of vain
Africa today
I see it coming the days of freedom
For today shows a near truth
That time will answer
I see it coming the days of equality
For this wars will surely stop
the gravities it bears
Is out of our redemption
Africa today
Africa this Africa that
All over the globe
We are not what is been shown
The truth is from the beginning
A threat to world vampires
on their empire their is no love
No go area they place us
So now we are so called
Third world people
What a classification
From our today
Morden civilisation
Africa today
If I say mankind today is unkind
What may be of it sense to reality
In a world rich in all ever imagine
Now what is the story
Today is like a turn of a return
Exchange of no change
Deaths and no report
Just as a morden trends
Yet hearts to guide
Remains heartless
As it Is a reality of the
Africa today
Cornucopia Of Stars
Whilst cruised adrift soared vast ocean read stars,
Afar interval page Earth's crystal seas,
Space passengers booked sums bout avatars,
Chapter launches since archived gravities.
Scan per reposed heavens, Earth angels host,
Sprawled free honesty exalts harmony,
Wanderer's blessed hearts a sung melody,
Harp solos sojourners attuned utmost.
Origins, through edges, test proper hopes,
Advent horizon explorers broad scopes,
As Terra dwellers foresee remote news,
Of another Earth subsists whilst their views.
Nirvana utopists merge trudging past,
Transpires being the most advanced outcast.
2019 October 15
*Honorable Mention*
I sense Tomorrow is the Future
~~Sheri Fresonke Harper
my prayer for the world
am a part of humans
living in a planet called earth
we were once blessed
but now this blessing
has turn curse
the world no longer rotates
in a good shape
cos those from the powers
of darkness
are reshaping the world
destroying our nature
and killing our minds
so I pray oh God protect
the world
my prayer for the world
oh God protect the innocent
from the bad scientists
protect our young from mental
slavery
protect our women
from the hunger of money
protect our air from
evil pollution
is obvious those in power
are not our saviour
is obvious that our intellectuals
our most creative minds
are truly corrupt
even our technology bleeds
radiation to destroy our nature
nothing sims save any more
oh God
so I pray protect the innocent
in a world of destruction oh God
my prayer for the world
destruction I see
invading the world
it is growing oh God
while the so many are asleep
comfortable accepting that
which kills them
gladly adoring the ones
who in slaves them
openly praising the works
of evil
oh God what a world
a world were we are made
just to follow
who ever ask questions
look strange
in a strange world itself
so always I pray oh God
protect the innocent in a
world of destruction
my prayer for the world
open up the inner eye
of the innocent oh God
cos they really need to see
were the devil is leading
the world to
open up the minds of many
oh God
to understand the level of
the evil gravities of devilish lies
that has befallen us in this world
cos the time of redemption is now
we need to be free from fears
so I pray oh God protect the
innocent
guide their part in this world of
destruction
The limb elongates in the bodies flayed attempt at survival.
Internal struggle, intelligently struggling in the maintaining of oxygen in a Bold yet desperate display. Feeble gravities
Lunging, Lurching behind from within where wheels turn till a grasp,
grips a palm heavy & ten digits stick.
Heaven sent on Godspeed Hell-bound down to stand dim-witted, in await on the Devils' wing.
War-torn legless soldiers tip-toe down the shadow of death.
Then 'Battle Panthers' pounce sunk down well past dawn,
Commence the plan, sharp with a thin edge.
Approach them cold, except.
Accept, Blood flow in the shade of an Assault Machine.
Dust, sleep in those eyes.
Bloodshot and eyesores alike,
litter the land to become paint to my landscapes elicit bashfulness banished to the whitens life behind snowcapped eyes of the irrevocably blind.
Boulders retained locked in pain staking strain.
bare shoulders maintain Bolder in a crushing composure.
In the embrace of enemies,
On the eve' of deceit.
Decompress in a vacuum space, tight, beneath a new peak
a Zizith thread, a Zenith thread.
Found a home where the avalanches' onslaught shifts before rest.
"It's Murder on the Knees".
Got to try it sometime.
If not us then who?
If not now then soon.
Bold Favors; Bold Flavors.
Come to terms with loss,
for the reality that awaits you is
unforgiving as it may without yield.
Withholder from the bleak truth.
Doubt listening sat weighted,
claiming with measurable vigor.
Not one person awaits behind
the a gatefold in porcelain white.
If, Oh!
Only a branch held upon it a universal threshold.
A seismic energy wavelength maintained,
transmuted from a bubbling something
to a nothing absolute.
Room for growth
but no square footage left for you.
In the hole
down and out.
Seared love dead and gone.
Magic gone long /
hula hooping gravities' static pressures.
Gotten good at getting to the goat,
got it every time now.
Almost a guarantee,
blessed with Godless speed.
One speaks:
Open the Gate.
Two spoke:
I expected entrance.
Three say:
I expected a Gate.
Dead Wait,
in-place that gate remains.
In a gridlock pieces stay.
Petrified gorgeous by an embalming sun.
Expand Bye consuming blue skies.
It's too bad it's that exactly.
Blinding hot heat,
Next to a too late feeling.
No loss immunized;
"It like me, no time to wait, no time to waste."
Why wait
when you haven't made love you alone?
Make love, lover it's self? All by yourself?
Take a ticket,
guess the number.
Fallacy
They planted a seed and call it the truth
They Captivate the world and
Ask us for rent
If I have to be honest
Am paying my dues
In a world they told me is free and fair
What more do they need from the innocent
The days were blue but tomorrow is red
The unknown remain the fruits of their seeds
We keep paying for their growth
Daily working to their favour
This circle life never change cos
Their truth were planted with empty promises
All they wanted was what they've gotten
Sadly they left the innocent
with the gravities of their
Fallacy
Fallacy
I have told the world
They can't change
I propose the inhabitants
Of the earth to match up to the truth
We have been paying for their goals and aims
Yet our life in Africa remains the same
They feed us with their fruits of illusion
And now we can't handle our life's peacefully
With out their intrusive personality
We work we pay
We serve
they get the money
Despite their truthful lies
The world are still trapped
in their mighty nets of captivity
Cos all they taught us
and how they programed our life's
Is nothing but based on
Fallacy
Two evil angels of man destruction
From a dark cloud
Descend an evil force
Like a fallen angel
The world now morn it gravities
Fallen two angels of destruction
One like a human
Another in form of just material
Two evil angels of man destruction
Just like a twins it both force
Now rule all we know
As most humans today
Base all dreams just to achieve
Material wealth
No wonder few just understand
And live spiritual
Now I know why the universe
Is no long accommodating
For this evil force
Is the blindness of our sight
To see God (love)
Two evil angels of man destruction
Our earth is being renovated with
Wars
Our needs are too endless
Yet this twins force keep existing
In us and with us
Ignorance still the end game
So I wonder how come love
Is forbidden
For we human don't know
Nature any more
Just only chasing and needing
Human and material desire
A twins force that ends up here
So bad!
(This moment ...of today’s new found moon)
I am cradling the moment
as I would cradle you ….if only you would let me
I have cupped it in my palm….in a small boat of white
…blue sails full of the warm summer winds that crest over my thumbs
Two yellow earth moons rise …one and two over
the western waves of my pointers and pinkies
They flirt and romance you in the moment ....with dabbling night lights
They curl around the earth
…just like you and I
always swirling around each other
twined vines…circling …rising
growing strong in our gravities force
but denied full union by the pulls of any other source
our ever ...up rooted love
our twine...our vines …cut back as if by morning light
only to grow again in 52 fortnights
Come to me in moon dreams…my love
Let me cradle you
...this moment is kind and the night is blind to refusals
and our love is always rising upon the ever edge of the glass ceiling of reality
Return to me …with the incoming tides
made higher still by today's two moons
and this our gravity..... eternal
escape root
with all this gravities
of life
one search for a
way out
out of the mysteries
of the unknown
always knocking on
the doors of our reality
we always wonder
our why? never has a limit
on our lips full of questions
for every events of shame
in our community is
enough to find an
escape root
escape root
we keep running
we keep escaping
escaping the passing of greed
in our countries
many have gone too quick
to an early grave
many have lost hope for life
many have been long forgotten
in a foreign land
many have been brought
back home dead
all because of escaping
the evils of greed
what an
escape root
escape root
we keep searching
our long search
never stop
for too long
we have been just shadows
dressed in the coats of
brutal colours
in the land of planty
yet we still starve
like we always
have nothing
so this provokes
us to escape
as always we
keep searching for an
escape root
escape root
too many actions
we never wished for
triggers too many
reaction we never
wanted
we never wanted to
be victims in our
own lands
we wish life could
be more fair
so we could enjoy
the benefit of home
for right now our
home burns with
an evil flames
and with an heavy
smokes of brutality
is obvious is clear
so when we try
to quench the fire
the men on the hills
rewards us with
an early grave
they set up the fire
as long as it keep
burning
as long as they benefit
from our pains
so we got no choice
instead to fight
as always cowardly
but never Coward enough
not to keep searching for the
escape root