Long Manipulation Poems
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ALL I HAVE IS TIME ALL THE TIME.
AND ON MY MY MIND WAS ALL MY MIND.
I PAID THE COST WHEN MY HEART TURNED FROST.
COLD AS ICE WHEN I HAD IT TOSSED.
INTO A SEA OF HATE INTO A SEA OF EVIL.
INTO A PLACE OF RAGE WHERE THERE WAS NO RETRIEVAL.
MINE EYES TURNED BLACK INTO A STATE OF LIMBO.
NO SENSE OF DIRECTION NO HIGHWAY SYMBOLS.
NO FLAWLESS VICTORIES, NO HONOR AND GLORY.
NO EXAGGERATIONS OF THIS TRUE STORY.
THE TONGUE OF A SNAKE THE SERPENTS SON.
THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL THE WICKED ONE.
I WAS NEVER BEGET I WAS NEVER BEGOTTEN.
I WAS BORN FROM THE FLESH TO BE EATEN WHILE ROTTEN.
FROM FLORA TO FAUNA SAVED ARE GOD'S CREATIONS.
THE GENESIS OF MY BIRTH THOUGH ORDAINED ABOMINATION.
FIRE AND BRIMSTONE DEATH AND DESTRUCTION.
WHO AM I BUT A SOUL WITHOUT SIMPLE INSTRUCTIONS.
FAITH YOU SAY OF A MUSTARD SEED?
BUT FAITH IS DEAD WITHOUT WORKS OR DEEDS.
YOU SPEAK OF LOVE AND ADORATION.
SIMPLISTIC THOUGHTS AND MANIPULATION.
BUT AS TIME GOES ON IT TOO SHALL PROVE.
IF LOVE IS FAITHFUL AND IF IT MOVES.
INTO THE ENDLESS PIT THE CONSTANT FALL.
A MOBIUS PITCH THE MINDS EYE BALL.
NOTHING BUT PURE THOUGHTS JUST A BLACK HOLE.
YOU WOULD KNOW THAT TRUE INSPIRATION DERIVED FROM IT ALL.
CONSTANT BABEL NO PEACE JUST PUN.
THEY KNOW EVERYTHING...EVERYONE.
NO LENDING EARS NO HELPING HANDS.
JUST GREED AND FEAR OF ONLY MAN.
BUT YOU ALONE FACE IT ALL.
WITHOUT DISPAIR YOU STILL STAND TALL.
It's a cold dark objective fear.
His face loose folds of jowls,
a sagging half squinted eyelid
and a lopsided woeful expression,
that hides cunning manipulation and brutality.
It's a rancid stench of flies
and faecal matter and musty mothballs,
that clings to the throat and nasal passage.
Entering the box white cottage,
one up one down, dark steps into
an eternity of mundane atrocities
and mass genocide of blue bottles.
A frozen winter, but not bone cold,
the neighbours say he starved and froze,
ate soil with his hands,
stripped wood panels from the wall.
His bulky frame denied starvation,
insanity maybe, greed undoubtedly,
as his hands grasped screw driver, plant pot
and bread knife rapidly stabbing,
bludgeoning, punching with frenzied violence
the face of an old woman.
Force and trauma and a wad of cash.
Now three square meals a day,
a warm room and cigarettes.
His lopsided blood hound face stares blankly
from BBC news.
I think of him at night,
walking across the lawn from his house to mine.
I think of him in the barn,
dank, dirty, a lonely space in time.
The darkness of man gapes,
and sits comfortably outside the window.
To distort or corrupt: It can mean
negatively altering something
from its normal or proper state
like prejudice warping a person's judgment..
Playing with his words, making him understand her lingo
she then try to get him to understand how
things were and who her allegiance was with.
He had ;had several project that were failed due to certain
reasons.Finding people to take him serious wasn't easy.
They often act like they know what you are doing and understand what you are trying to
accomplish.
But in reality they are all spies and grifters.
Undermining you and taking advantage of you.
They will use you in there stories to explain there disposition.
While advance forward they will make sure you are
sent backwards toward
a point you never knew you were ever in. When people create your story using there timelines
you are often lied about to fit into a defined wording.
'The Black Hole Appeared" does the observer share the responsibility of the
Blackholes existence and is he liable do to his knowledge of
it being there? Should he quit his observance to say that stopping it is futile? Is the ration there to quit what he is doing to make those who know him think he has learned some lesson by making pretend it isn't there?
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Charter Class.
they began using coins that were never minted before to allow passage through the Blackhole.
"It saves us 22 weeks of travel how dare they not let us in!" "Where do we find thius currency?"
"Auto-Warp-Warp (defined!)Distorting,twisting and turning, manipulation of the fabric of space! Abandoned this thought this notion!"
They being in the studio, cooking some beats
with a rhyme, beautifully crafted lyrics
Just like a poem, with my golden pen, I speak fact
Knowledge to be diluted with discernment
Discrimination was their best songs
Playing aloud on their minds just like a trumpet
Blurring the vision to deviate from that illusion.
ILLUSION? Yes illusion that's what they call dream
Like I've always said, what you are getting
Was what you gave, don't get it twisted
Love makes it worthwhile
What one can do very well
Many can do it very better
The sound of a African drum
We dance to, with all sounds very inspiring.
INSPIRING? Yes inspiring, excellently sounding
Sounds of unity, yelling for oneness
Do not let the things that doesn't
Matter bind you from reaching your ends
Sound it, them stole, gave it em beats
Failing to glorify thy source
SOURCE? Yes thy source, originally birthed
Idea for creativity and insights
Clear awareness for striving and thriving
Wealth comes to thy worthy, not by wishing
WISHING? Yes wishing for a reality
Beyond your potentials
You can only get, what you gave
Your craft is your energy
The aura to act
ENERGY? Yes energy to live in abundance
Not just to survive
Survival for mediocre
Mediocre? Only for the sheep
Afraid of; change, growth
Don't wanna leave
Comfort zone, stagnation
The destination
Sheep? Only the brave survive!
Always quick to cry, fearful
When attacked
But loyal to the commander
Dies for another man sin
Calls it brotherhood
Crazy things done
By the lazy
Ease
Race
BROTHERHOOD?
Endure yourself
To enjoy
Bragging about Temporary
Things that does not matter
Fighting demons, unaware
Some becomes the demon itself
Gateways for agendas
Manipulation, just to own
Control the mind
Without thinking for itself
BRAGGING?
Bragging of myths
What they can do to you
Rather than enlightening
How many lives, more
keep sending
Dense
Be aware
Like my people always says
Nigerians to be precise
Taking pills
For another man
Headache
If you don't work
You won't eat
How many you fit chop??
I love you
Doesn't mean
I should remain
Stagnant
Chop life, chop life
Before life chop you
The song to dance
DANCE! DANCE!! DANCE!!!
Lake Natron
the story goes
a guy meets a woman, his friends know he really really likes her.
They wrote another friend of theirs to inform him of the happenings
they had been advise to tell the woman that another one of their
friends would really like to meet her and they often play this game with women.
Well the original guy takes the women on a vacation on the Amalfi Coast there
they dock and oranges and lemons are loaded onto there ship. The fragrance
enchants her. While on the boat a half bird and half woman creature perched on the ship and watched them as the kiss and embraced steering for the whole duration of there play. Then after an hour of steering the creature spoke. " o shall lake she us o no?" And then again the creature said "Si, shall stand us shall then be there?" After this the guy spoke and said what is your purpose: and the creature took to the skies and circled over head. Than in a passing sweep it grabbed the too and flew then miles and miles away. And when it had reached it's destiny it dropped them in to the lake. There they turned to stone. After turning them into stone the creature flew them back to where they had got the oranges and lemons. And placed in the garden. There for an eternity they shall stand that they refused not to love.
People do the bare minimum to spite others, often as a deliberate, calculated action designed to impose harm or send a message while expending any effort. This behavior acts as a form of punishment or emotional manipulation to hurt, or control.Hylia the Evil goddess did this to stop the people form loving one another and found these two were the source of humans conspiring to do other mischievous things to one another. Friends support not distort was the lesson she wished to teach.
There’s more than one America
and maybe more than two
I’m sad because I’m thinking this
and it seems it’s true
The country that I thought I had
the one I thought I saw
was full of opportunity
and thought to be for all
But then, perhaps it never was
Illusions pushed aside
Yet, some want things to stay the same
Some cannot abide
Politics and poverty
Wealth beyond belief
A Civil War division course
Where is the relief
Manipulation fuels the hate
Judgement quick to come
This happens when our way of life
is not so good for some
Crazed and disoriented, I cry to my speed-bumped heart
Hoping my brain will be aware enough to sense its ache
I breathe in and out strategically, feeling little comfort
Nothing pains me more than to have nothing to do. . .
Pouring deceit, I envelope my body in its substitute
I close my eyes and see strange pictures that never were
Manipulated in the darkness of lies I breach on sands
Of clamping clams and rocks, cutting through my logic
Veiled from the reality, I smile to speed your coming
But I fumble through the roads longing for your smooth trail
Only discerning a speed-bumped, sorrowful heart fail
And nothing can substitute the waste and darkness of truth
I will never be quite the same as before, but nor shall you
I will always be the one you abhor no matter how true
The road has ended sickly where my brain has backfired
The manipulation of our lives is bound to completely…decay
another
another war is born
again
so another new infant
is about to die again
for another grief
to bleed to another
innocent soul
another rumours of war's
is out their in the media
again
for another to panic just
for another
hatred to boil in another
places where peace
is yet to be another change
another steel bird is on the rise
again to lay another
eggs of destruction
in another countries of peace
for another evil agenda to be
born on another illusion again
another cries on the streets
of the poor again for another
innocent soul has been placed
to rest in peace so young in
another broad daylight and yet
we keep living in fear for another
men on black and black kaki to
keep intimidation us always
another after another
another new president is
promising us of change again
same like the other retired
liers who only worked for another
man aims of greed instead to serve
his people in truth
another is never endless
no wonder our needs
are never endless
to no satisfaction
in an era of another ignorance
where greed is the author
for another manipulation
upon us like always
another after
another
When the pain labors in begging,
and the spirit is abused by ego stretching.
All wise words given not truly absorbed,
and the curriculum divine is distorted.
As pure lover, souls need to reach and apprehend,
all conditions of mental faculties have to descend.
The pre crafted ideal by pictures to get,
still blinded by attachments of righteousness yet.
Suspended uncertainty in advance as propagation,
circumstances to every cell in body relation.
The mental conscious negotiation,
need to cross the pounding waves in the ocean.
The boat if so by love refined,
the passage in ease within truth of mind.
This ecstasy taken by sail of certainty,
in all souls inherit with this quality.
Demands and manipulation to the spirit will,
creates ripples and multiplies in the purity of still.
The anatomy of the soul in which we grow,
has its tincture of individuality to know.
In our bodies we do forbear,
the gracious intelligence of every sphere.
With this awareness every breath is a prayer in the air,
where the conscious stimulus becomes the body in repair.
Listen up, y'all! I've got a vision to share
Of a world where corruption doesn't dare
To rear its ugly head or show its face
Where justice and fairness set the pace
Imagine a place where bribes are extinct
Where honest work is the only link
To success and progress, can you see it?
A society where truth ain't something we cheat
In this world, the powerful serve the weak
Transparency ain't just some politicians speak
It's the air we breathe, the water we drink
The foundation on which we build and think
Creativity explodes when fairness reigns
Innovation bursts from unfettered brains
No more holding back, no more fear
Of speaking truth to those who should hear
Education blooms like wildflowers in spring
Knowledge is power and everyone's king
Science advances, art transcends
In a world where corruption meets its end
Meritocracy's not just a fancy word
It's lived every day, seen and heard
From the streets to the highest office
Where leaders serve, not harvest profits
Picture courts where Lady Justice ain't blind
But sees clearly with an impartial mind
Where the scales tip only with the weight of truth
Not the size of the wallet, you feel me, youth?
In this brave new world, we've broken the chain
Of systemic oppression, of ill-gotten gain
Every voice matters, and every dream can soar
In a society that's fair to its very core
Businesses thrive on innovation, not manipulation
The government serves the people, not some corporation
The media speaks truth, unafraid and bold
A new age of enlightenment, a story untold
But this ain't no fairy tale, no pipe dream
It's a future we can build, a possible regime
It starts with you, with me, with all of us
Standing up for what's right, creating trust
So let's rise, let's make it real
This corrupt-free world, it's our ideal
Where justice flows like a mighty river
And fairness is a gift we all deliver
From the ashes of greed, watch creativity rise
A phoenix of progress, touching the skies
This is our time, our moment to shine
In a world where justice and fairness align!
Let's build this utopia, brick by brick
Where corruption's absence makes innovation tick
A creative society, fair and just
In our hands, in our hearts, in our trust!