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You have made a big impression
On my whole recuperation
I’m forever in your debt
And i will never forget
The way you pulled me from loves war
Letting my heart know the score
There’ll be no more aprehension
Since this battle has been won
I know longer have to fight
You came along and made things right
Chasing away calamities
Causing all my injuries
Your healing hands have opened up
My heart that has been sealed shut
From hate that has been magnified
Surrounding me from every side
I thought i would have to retreat
But your loves helped me defeat
The pain that we sometimes possess
Leaving us in bad distress
Until the lucky day we find
Help to leave it all behind
Once there was me in an old blue shirt,
He noticed me when I got so much dirt.
I was imperfectly looking great in my own grace,
You are so perfect enough to stain my timid place.
I’m flawlessly high and you’re so not
Are you insecure because you’re a rugged knot?
I'm seeing your face with your troop of skanks,
You throw hard rocks on me when I'm at your back.
Faking your smile is little bit horrendous,
Making you novel is incredibly tremendous.
I'm deliberately well and you're trying it hard,
You're just insecure because you can never be a bard.
Hit the ground when you saw my imperfection,
You missed respect and want a strong insurrection.
I’m not stooping down into your shallowness,
Playing your foolish games is not my happiness.
How can an evil look so angelic when he’s in crowd?
He’s insecure you know because he can never be so loud.
It’s infamy when he says he’s everything,
I just know the score that he was only cheating.
You portray a gruesome look on your face,
I’m not frightened to hit it using with my white shoe lace,
Have you realized that we’re not on the same page?
Stop such insecurity because it will be your useless sage.
Form:
There stands my family’s horse-barn,
old logs, chinking, and rustic charm,
here out west it’s too dray to farm,
and mountain winds do small plants harm.
A ranch is what it’s always been,
since days of pioneering men,
this barn was first built was back when,
we still fought the Indians then.
How many people passing through
slept a night under this here roof,
and at least one banditto too
was shot here when the barn was new.
Countless cowboys kept mounts inside,
rose early in the morn to ride,
down the long valley they did fly,
seeking out where the herd did hide.
My grandfather rebuilt this place,
the work he did has proved so great
that even now, at present date,
there’s hardly anything to break.
I played here often, as a kin,
can’t believe half the things we did,
like the time my friend Bobby hid
in the haystacks, heaven forbid.
My first child was conceived here,
on new straw that I had put down that year,
Mel and I had stolen some beer,
two months later, we were in tears.
And now this barn belongs to me,
this ranch stays in the family,
Mel and I now have children, three,
making their own barn-memories.
So proud amidst the valley floor,
will is stand a century more?
Will my grandchildren know the score
of what happened behind these doors?
Damn straight they will.
We love our jails
They got it made
Three hots, a cot
And lots of shade
No need to work
Nothing to save
No need to bother
With pesky names
We love our caves
So dark and cool
We know the score
We know the rules
What’s real, what’s not
It matters none
Forget the outside
In here’s the fun
We love our chains
Like all good slaves
Say “yes” and “please”
Always behave
The sun is hot
The field is vast
Take solace in
The numbing past
We love our pains
All thru our days
The endless toothache
The bowels ablaze
Complain and wallow
That is our niche
Never to summit
Never too rich
We love our myths
We tell them well
A misty heaven
A murky hell
And if we lose the
Way back to one
We’ll just invent an
Utopia
We love our deaths
Attending wakes
Inventing credits
That no one takes
“Such a hard worker,
A real good friend”
But all the same is
Dirt in the end
We love our failure
Our frailty, too
Maybe our dreams are
Just residue
Maybe it’s true that
We are mistakes
Nature is laughing
God’s taking breaks
And what of freedom?
Who signed that screed?
We learned some stories
Ones who were freed
But who’s the conqueror
Freedom can’t beat?
Thy name, remember:
Security
I Hear Your Crisis
Scream if you have to.
Scream out your guts if it’ll make you feel better.
Scream out everything you have inside your spasming soul
And let your tongue be numb.
Scream out like a banshee
All your festering frustrations;
Frustrations of always losing and of desperately drowning,
Frustrations of accelerating powerlessness
And of deepening deprivation.
Life as we know it is getting dicey in the big city.
Dull-brained dopesters with tattoos
Of fading flowers and dangling dragons
Know the score.
They know of the hopelessness
They have tasted the vinegar of reckless abandon.
They have seen the downcast stares
Of ten thousand depressed days.
I hear your crisis.
I know your pain.
I understand your disease.
Look out this window here
And notice the old Victorian house across the street.
It’s a dead house now.
The flowers in the garden stand slumped over
And the front yard grass has faded,
Faded like the faith of a million Catholics.
The windows are creased and cracked,
Like the bulging buttocks of a dozen whiskey *****es.
And there are genuflecting ghosts
Of long-dead children in the closed-up chapel;
The cross of Christ is covered with burlap now.
I hear your crisis.
Scream loudly dead children of the night.
Scream out your guts.
Because I know your pain.
Brains:
Many secrets held in
caverns
energy in the
literal folds
do not sell your
mind
to the highest
bidder
there is something
new
under the sun
Be brave -save
our
planet
Don't sell to the
highest bidder
never be a quitter
or a sitter,
move!, use the power
in your
ability to think-
eat brain-food
and brain- storm.
Don't sell to the
highest bidder
Set your aptitude
meter up high
align your self with
what we are equipped
to do! Sane people
needed to save our
planet dammit!
The mighty Gate is
only a
man.
Let us think!
there is something
new
to do, Under the
sun.
even waste has it's
place
every thing is
viable
we will be held
liable.
Don't sell to the
highest bidder.
nor be a quitter,
nor a sitter.
Do what's best with
our minds.
Brains unused will
prove
to be our downfall
what good is it to
know the score
answer trivia
fight in Bolivia-or
Libya
But cannot think our
way out
this man-made mess.
We have the brains I
Confess, let us use
them-
There is something
new
Under the sun.
Let us clean -
up this
Planet Dammit"
Hottest Thing in Town
I was kind of feeling merry
Drinking wine and sipping sherry
My mind was ready for a move
My feet were hitching for a groove
I was feeling as high as a kite
My hair was combed, my teeth were white
I was feeling so good
I thought I could, lick anything in sight
I felt the hottest thing in town
I picked myself up and headed for a ball
I was determined something had to fall
I made for the bar and ordered a gin
And eyed up all the girls i cared to win
I felt so good I would get my way
I could not wish for a better day
I was out for fun, I was out to play
I was feeling so good, it felt so right
I felt the hottest thing in town
I danced and boozed away till three
By now I was weary and could hardly see
The crowd was drifting from the floor
Panic set in because I didn't score
I knew why I was there that very night
My pockets were full, the timing was right
I was feeling so good, I had to treatmyself
To one of the damsels of the night
It seems as if I was running out of luck
When out of the blue it suddenly struck
It was my friend from sixty nine
Escorting two broads, who would like to dine
He though I looked lonely, so he would put me right
With a young lady of the night
I was feeling good, I danced again
My anticipitation rekindled for a new game
We chatted and chatted, then walked her to her door
She took me home and bolted the door
Then told me; relax, you know the score
It was just by chance we happen to meet
So lets get cosy, and have us a treat
We haven't got much time to spend together
So lets not behave like a sister and brother
I was feeling so good, things getting hot
My temperature reaching the nineties like a shot
But there was something strange about the lady you see
She had an extra leg where it shouldn't be
As soon as she got home she dropped her frock
Out stood a whopping block!
Man that thing was in a rage
The sight of which I fled the stage
I was feeling so good that very night
But when I got home my black hair was white
All the karmic forces came in and settled themselves down upon the fence
As the two parties arrived; with their arms full, of their grounds of defence
The learned judge cleaned his glasses and yawns; he’s seen all this before
As; the jury twiddling their thumbs, adjusting ties, already know the score
Fingers pointing: he said, she said, as each lawyer fighting the other’s case
Lord pages on pages of accusations think of the trees think of all the waste
The karmic forces: sitting on the fence heads turning like a game of tennis
Listening to the pains in the butts, each arguing their case, both a menace
It is mucky, the battle increased, the innocent was about to take the blame
The negative force smirked, but: in the end it was about to take the shame
Thus the judge ruled there were no winners so showed them both the door
Both parties departed the court room, and from there never met any more
Lessons learnt as long as evil exist others will always be there to be burned
As Karmic forces said their cheers, and wished the best to those concerned
We are women of impact confident and assured
Courageous and fearless who know the score
We have been set aside to accomplish lofty goals
And because of our faith we've been called to take control
Women destined for greatness effective and ensured
Women impacting change now and forevermore
But in order to be a woman of God you must remove all doubt
And know the power of your faith in God will always work it out
#All we do is win with God by our sides
Victory is guaranteed no excuses nor we tried
For without faith it's impossible to even achieve
All that you're destined for and all that you'll receive
Just don't allow the world's moral compass which has gone astray
To convict you and convince you to sin and to stray
Now ready to stir up the gift that God has bestowed to you
#All We Do is win as long as we stay faithful and true
Misunderstood.
You know I've got nothing to say,
But still you're reading this anyway.
You think you might miss out on something;
Well peace be unto you and have a nice day.
I need to show love; I still have stars inside my mind.
Who knows? Maybe she will like what I write.
I will try to be precise and never say exactly what I mean to say;
Love is everything to me, so be on your way
And have a good life, if you are bringing hatred to my door.
Because I don’t have enough empathy left to waste on someone like you.
Call me what you want and think you know the score.
Do what you want to do and I'll do what I can do.
I am for real, morning and night;
I like what I write and what I am doing.
I am obsessed with a love I can never have in my sights.
Say what you want about my words;
I will continue to write and I will not be suing.
People have opinions and your thoughts are right;
Even if you don’t like my poetry, you still have my love.
I love what I do and these are my thoughts that I write;
So judge me, hate me, or love me.
Say what you like, but never be misunderstood.
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