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Unmake The Universe - (Love Lost)
Unmake the universe one atom at a time
Withdrawal before you make mistakes
Babies will come out wrong
Light waves move smoother in reverse
They wave goodbye faster than they came
Love at the atomic level moves on faith
When love is missing there goes the world
Voids open up their cavities of black
There goes the neighborhood and us
Swallowed up in nothing
Mysteries unravel as is their fate
They shrivel up and die in outer space
Tell the universe to stop, to listen
To remove minutes from the hours of the day
Subtraction is a mission to that end
Nothing was there in the beginning
Nothing but empty space between the ears
And now the space between us
Unmake the world in front of you
Remove smiles from the face
Wait for a chemical reaction
Love works best that way
The tide hides before it rises
It waves goodbye one last time
Each new person is a gift
Some wrapped in shiny foil paper
Tidied up with ribbons and bows
Others trussed inside brown paper
Restricted by an extra tight string
That chafes them, tearing into their souls
The challenge is easy.
All we have to do to fully enjoy them
Is to coax them or cajole them out of their wrappers
As we get to know them
They will either open up to reveal their truths
Or they will crawl into a corner and hide
Some will come out hissing and spitting
Angry that you want to know them at all
These are the ones who need love the most.
If you can scale their walls
Infusing friendship, understanding and love
You will have a forever-friend who will never leave
[Verse 1]
Girl, I don’t have to know you
To see you in your rhymes.
Yes, it’s true we’ve never touched,
But I’ve felt you a thousand times.
You’re a summer gypsy dancer,
Wild, smart, and so free.
It’s you whose door I knock on—
So will you open up to me?
[Pre-Chorus]
Some may say it’s infatuation,
To have this moon angel on my mind.
Lost in those almond eyes,
A sweeter soul I could not find.
Your tender scent, a spark of light,
You shine like stars in the darkest night.
When you see me standing there,
You’ll never have to wonder why.
[Chorus]
I’m only here to seek your heart,
Romance can find its way.
God knows I’m not in a hurry,
We can start with perhaps someday.
Let me be with you while writing,
I’ll pour the wine, sing you a song,
And watch you make the magic,
See if here, we both belong.
[Bridge]
I can hear the wind whispering,
Secrets only you and I could know,
The moon’s got a plan, babe,
But we’re the ones who’ll make it glow.
Take my hand—don’t hesitate,
This moment’s ours to claim,
Behind your door, it’s all untold,
But baby, we’ll never be the same.
[Chorus]
I’m only here to seek your heart,
Romance can find its way.
God knows I’m not in a hurry,
We can start with perhaps someday.
Let me be with you while writing,
I’ll pour the wine, sing you a song,
And watch you make the magic,
See if here, we both belong.
[Outro]
I’m at your door, island girl,
Heart racing, time stands still.
Beautiful brilliance on the other side—
Open up… I pray you will.
A thimble full of joys
is all that It will take,
to carry me through a fire
unto a new days wake
As Pandora’s box was opened
a curious creature looked within,
her mother always warning
that her downfall would be sin
But here within this moment
of discovery past the veils,
it was the killer of the cat
that made this spirit fail
With no regrets in pockets
I fill them up with hope,
the love and gentle messages
are the lifelines used to cope
When pain is carving his name
in the marrow of my bones,
a joy of the world fires me
this mind turns to atone
Building with no blocks
till loving hands assist,
in glowing lights all over
my will to live persists
And when I start to pale
as I sometimes do,
turn to look inside me
and I open up the flue
Once the blaze is lit
that no man can extinguish,
a spirit sits beside me
in time I’ll not be vanquished
And reaching for the end
singing peace to all my days,
I will soldier on beside him
beneath my wake does blaze
the other night i spent with her,
and those memories come racing back and those moments i clearly remember.
Tenderly she pecks & kisses me on the lobe of my left ear,
to awaken me from my slumber to the sweet face of my dear.
My fresh seeking eyes, they open up to her graceful smiles,
Her eyes hold a world within them & with fondness for me deep insides them for miles.
Staring into each other’s eyes,
For moments of togetherness our bodies, hearts and souls cries.
Love you very much she whispers softly,
Love you too my darling my breath hums fondly.
Now in this sacred moment of sweet togeatherness, us alone,
Her face seems to me so sweet and body glows with beauty lustfully full blown.
Am really blessed to be here now with her for these moments a few,
Passionately & rapturously harness myself to make love & my feeling, churn and brew....
When that time comes and the reaper sows
the trap door’ hinges open up a hopeful gap
music from the underworld entices grace
with one ultimate decisive stride in lockstep
of Self vagaries union and agonizing pleas
A wise man carefully narrates his memories
an opus eulogy fat volume or a single word
carved out from promise of never-ending love
his memoir about to fade when ink has dried
a hero’s last whisper on parched paper byes
The scythe man took his time as if to tease
out a last drop of conscience from the soul
lying beyond mind reason feeling final call
a clean rapid death is all he dares to request
in quest for a few quiet moments in repose
What’s left behind is nothing like the journey
full steam ahead into an unknown new realm
a ply-board coffin and rose petals on the grave
unless he wished for ashes scattered into wind
once the kiss of life draws its ultimate breath
08th April 2021
A oh A oh A oh A, A oh A oh A oh A
A oh A oh A oh A, A oh A oh A oh A
something good man
Yea hey now, hey now, hey now man even in your hood
Glorious marvels
Wonderful things happening
Bout ta happen yeah, yeah yeah yeah well yeah
Everythin positive
Positively happening
Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child
Wonderful things happening
Bout ta happen yeah, yeah yeah yeah well yeah
Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child
Wonderful things happening
Bout ta happen yeah, yeah yeah yeah well yeah
Only gonna be here awhile God’s baby child
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah oh yes He is, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah
He’s comin fa ya, He is coming for you
Unlock the door soften your heart open up your mind and soul
Wake up rise my child, Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child, Wake up rise my child
Wake up rise my child
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah oh yes He is, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus is comin yeah
He’s comin fa ya, He is coming for you
Unlock the door soften your heart open
Open up your ears hear the birds sing Alleluia
Open up your hearts let the fire start sing Alleluia
Somethin good comin to your neighborhood
Somethin good comin to your neighborhood
Jesus
It’s a new dawn of a brand new Son
It’s a new day fold your hand close your eyes and pray
Wake up rise my child
Wonderful things happening
Bout ta happen yeah, yeah yeah yeah well yeah
Only gonna be here awhile God’s baby child
Wake up rise my child, something wonderful bout to happen now…
Written words & arranged music by JaMaz Rseel Drawde Semaj 2015, 2019©
From anthology “Unckle Ja’maz a deadication to Jamela Jenkins”
When the echos of distress resound
let it be assured that u are then one
that need to except or reject.
If you cannot see then let it be revealed
in your dreams and your heart will open up
so that our love will not be in vain.
Stay on the path as its all that will
keep you sain as tomorrow you will know
that your dreams will become reality
without the burdens that was not yours to fend.
The commitment to this path will ease
even the heaviest burden and not
transcend onto our world .
Our love will always be there not to drag
us into their worlds as foreseen In
the road of yesterday which opens
up our doors into roads of sorrow and see their world
of lust a greed not just for pleasures
but for contentment in their choices .
As envious hearts and their greed
was not our choices to-be made
but their hearts already spoken out of greed .
so take my hand as life and love is
not for fools whom is not sure
but for those whom choose to walk in faith
without yesterdays burdens
so be sure of blissful dreams and
visions of hope for today our life’s
will be in realms of one accord.
(A lone voice whispers)
Is this the final time for you and me
To part from visiting my white room
In the Great In-Between
For this morning I read
As God once said
In Isaiah 43:18-19
I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland
And I can faintly hear brass bands playing a sad tune in the distance
Via my automatic scrying machine
And a soft voice whispering
It's no use staying
She needs time to heal
To restart and feel
So maybe
Another time around in this crazy circle
With no rehearsal
It may last
Even though our love is dead and buried
Maybe next time we can just find a way to continue to be true friends
Who makes each other
Gasp
To try to make it better than the last
So tonight I open up my old tired diary
And just write in big letters
Never forget
Your only love
Mary
The kind woman who once carried you
When life once got so heavy
(C) Copyright John Duffy
Behold the mighty ego on two feet,
Whose brain is missing, though the suit is neat.
They walk around like kings of empty space,
With pride and panic painted on their face.
They talk for hours and say nothing new,
A one-person trash heap leaking out on cue.
Their grand ideas are small, absurd, and old,
Like yesterday’s stale soup left in the cold.
They open up their mouth to spin a tale,
Of how they fought a shark and rode a whale.
A walking billboard for a cheap brand name,
Where every minor errand wins them fame.
They brag of wealth they simply do not own,
And broadcast status from a cracked cell phone.
The room falls flat, the yawns begin to spread,
While they crown themselves inside their head.
They climb a molehill, screaming it’s Everest,
Convincing no one that they are the best.
A golden trophy made of painted tin,
All empty echo from their throat within.