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Hurt
Immersed within in us all lay such deep rooted hurt
A pain so profound, yet staying subconsciously inert
Be it physically or an emotionally charged event
How does this apply and what does it represent
Hurt can transform us, make our deepest fears multiply
Can abruptly change our life, all within a blink of an eye
Events compiling, wondering if you can bear all this strife
Leaving you unsure of what’s next in this chapter called life
Hurt can derive from an assailment on the body or of our minds
Manifesting into suffering, a life time of sorrow, pain of all kinds
Burying deep within your subconscious, hiding how you truly feel
Not allowing yourself to yield to pain so surmountable, so surreal
Hurt can be an excruciating experience within your whole body
Debilitating you wholeheartedly, within everything you embody
With all your good intentions, all your inner will you can exert
Seeking no more than a simple solution to ease all of your hurt
Memories and friends that have all been lost
The price of addiction, an insurmountable cost
The price of addiction, talents misplaced
Remember the runner left out of the race
The tiny dancer gracing the floor
Found no use for the song any more
The once energetic with brush and paint
Became quite happy just feeling faint
What we have done for one more fix
The precious sold and suicide risks
i still hear the cries that I tuned out
Deafening noises from my loved one's shouts
Now though I have tried new steps
Eventually hoping to climb out of this depth
Though my want and will carry on
The memories I hear will keep me strong
Today my friend I still have fears
For the price of addiction is counted by tears
I look bleak although strong and brave
A tempted addict beside a grave
Not a word I spoke for the dead
It's hard to think with a clouded head
I will leave to, where I From
While envying the addict who can teach me to run
It was their words though that impressed me so
Now it's too late but you want them to know
So, humble yourself and clean out your head
And remember your here because someone is dead
Memories and friends that have all been lost
The price of addiction a now surmountable cost.
#TO SURVIVE...
MENTAL TORMENT ARRIVES TO
"DO OVER" AND "TAKEOVER"
In Any Unexpected Moment...
TRESPASSES And LIFE'S DAGGERS Has A
UNIQUE SWAGGER!
YET,
WE WERE BORN BODACIOUS AND BRAVE...
AND WHAT FACES US, {COURAGE}
CO-PILOTS DEMAND!
UNDERSTAND, A SURVIVOR* SURPASSES, SURPRISES AND SUPERSEDES EVEN THE SURMOUNTABLE...
RECOGNIZING {RE-INVENTING} RESURGING!!!
"WEALTH WITHIN SELF"
"WILLINGLY WINNING :-)"
«STRONGER» THAN THE SPINNING...
NOW WE THRIVE! ! ! (NOT JUST SURVIVE)
PILOTING AT PATROLE...
EFFECTIVELY, WHAT WE CAN CONTROL...
«CLOSING HOLE IN SOUL»
LET'S FEEL AND RELISH THAT IN FACT...
ADDRESSING & REASSESSING...
ENRICHED OUTCOMES FOR THE "EVOLVING ONE"
«WHOLE! ! !»
Renee D. Gross {GHPPR} SEPT 23, 2023#
Now we face much evil..Our so called mainstays of social stability are being
outed in increasing numbers.' I see we
Are going to 'hit an obstacle!' Once more
Depraved filth is aired.' There should be a
Reckoning, Is the first thought i had yet
Is this 'plan D?' Is there a plan F? Is the
Three million documents and films etc an
Attempt to mesmerise the populaces to
Break the rythem of revelations.? Is this it?
Is there to be a (Two week lull?) Are we being guided to an abasement of our integrity.' Or removal might be a better descriptive?
Are we meant to be in state; of compliance? Are we to see the challenge as
Un surmountable..? Am i supposed to
reason thus.' I am a quiet man as a rule,
So
Now dear readers, are we meant to
accept that there are murderers
carpenters horticultural home, improvers
And ( a filth just not to be noticed?) do we
Allow them to have their little corner and
Hide away doing such still..?
This damaging plan.? to keep
Continuing
It is going to be up to us.'
To proclaim evil and
Sickness loudly its being laid almost
bare.' ( there are acts un-known still )
Its not good if they get half the world
to turn away, God bless you all.'
Relentless, empowering, with so many mountains to climb
Remorseless destruction, given on those, who idle around
Youthful years spent wasted on anger never worth its time
Pursued by an evilness, until we're all driven underground
Creating their own communities, living within another hell
In lawless societies that exist with neither a God, or belief
Each held within its own prison with no one to hear, or tell
Each with a rage; if left un-checked, on others will release
So
What lies beneath that our own God, has been suppressing
When we rear up, un-leasing, un-surmountable aggression
Under a disguise to show us we are just in fact progressing
This being a part of God’s plan, made at His own discretion
When; only faith will keep us together wherever we may be
Where the divides of good and evil out play their own parts
Could we ever see a newer life where just once we are free
No, not ‘till we are rid of this evil, that lies within our hearts
CHRONICLES OF OUR NATIONS SURMOUNTABLE PALAVA
Our currency mirrors my area
and the state of our beloved Nigeria;
Worthless. Hopeless but a resurgent oneness.
The government parastatals are clueless,
But it's still our nation, more or less.
Despite holding so much promises
and natural resources,
our government offices
are managed by corrupt forces
already carrying generational curses.
Currency summation doesn't give grand equation,
rags of time sneers our 'notes into liquidation.
Just as the 100 naira equals 2 gala,
our currency is dwarfed by the dollar,
We don tire fo all the kuru kere & kasala
wey, for this country, don cause plenty wahala.
But here we stand in hope like a faithful lover,
singing the Chronicles of our nation's surmountable palava.
#OnTheSpotPoetry #InspiredByTheImage #HundredNairaEqualsTwoGala #WorthlessNaira
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}.
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