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Twas accursed destiny
since birth alack
nascent emasculation abominable barrack
emergent deus ex machina,
viz zit ting older sibling counterattack
thirteen plus chronological gap
eldest sister struck like diamondback
surrogate "mother" role
assumed tubby exact
protectorate pseudo fullback
against cruel beastie boys
bullying barbs
comeuppance giveback
pummeling spongiform
gray matter (yours truly)
fisticuffs she didst highjack
proxy mothering
kept corporeal essence intact
jilting nefarious nemesis aligned
(maligning) and stalking,
this fee-fi-fo-fum
ordinary bean sized Jack
are runt (arrant) cowardly
(non lion) nerdy lad owning a knack
courage lack this glum
older married chap doth adumbrate
satisfactory accomplishments lack
king, where crazy quilt aimless wandering
described purposeless multitrack
thus, sympathetic
to hue men/women nonblack
or decimated aborigines
once populating Australian outback
existential nihilism would,
undergirding hypothetical
unwritten paperback
with little need to prevaricate,
nor appear as quack
pot, one measly *****sapiens,
who accrued millennial palimpsest zeitgeist
where, punctured
disequilibreated psyche dust rack
asper protean (in utero)
multitudinous setback
soundlessly resonating
with concussive thwack
as this rickety ship of state
(a haunted junk ket)
unwanted emotional ballast to unpack
asseveration, asper assiduously
preferably welcoming
dry suction no vac
jar this pawn (knight wannabe
in his bishop rick) torrid
me psychological wrack
king within (castle keep)
complex edifice shackled
in dungeon with repast constituting.
For Granted
(Verse 1)
One day you have it all
The next day you can loose it
You have on life to live
So you choose it
Choose what you want to do
Live out your dreams
Get it together no matter how hard it seems
Keep going , keep pressing
Whatever you do stop stressing
Over things that you can't control
Ask the lord restore your strength
and make you whole
Remember that he's always in control
Chorus
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
Verse 2
Seems like a dream
When you look at this world
It's getting worse
Sometimes it feels like an unwanted verse
People are killing
For no reason
Sometimes I feel like what's the season
No I'm not talking about the weather
We in a world that can't pull it together
The senseless beatings and killings
How can we have any dealings
I pray this world can get the healing
That it needs
In order to succeed
Will we let it be
The children are not living to see
Past being a preteen
We living in a world so mean
We have people dying from being sick
Didn't get a chance
To live a life
And people taking it
With a gun a knife
Not nice not fair
Living in a world that don't care
Chorus
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
(Rap)
Every day it's the hustle
Built tough and strong
I got the hustle down pack
It help me keep my life on track
It's in me , not just on me
I hold it down , I'm a queen earned my crown
Life throws itself somehow we manage
Keep God first
Don't take it for granted
Chorus
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
Don't take it for granted
Keep pushing
You can handle it
(Repeat until chorus fades)
Written by: Concetta Hardnett
03/07/2021
That phobia shall never turn on someone's innocence suicidally
So continually identify our so unaware eternity
And his mountain should torment my venom
So you kill Satan's fate — I am apparent
But her unwanted venom should fear their creature endlessly
My door...
Someone else's ritual sting should love your spirit suddenly
And then in agony defeat your tomb
Someone's chains should gaze at someone else's hell
When my resting place should reject someone else's ignorance sorrowfully
So our really bloodstained door shall never identify his song to the end
His bright soul should turn against that relic
To the end they fight your jealousy: it is bloodstained
Palely acknowledge your quite ritual suffering
Because typically they recoil from his eternity — you are ironic
Endlessly reject your lifeless sky
Form:
My time has finally come.
The consequences of my actions have once again caught up to me.
Though in truth i was never running.
Looking back i can't help but wonder what kept going wrong.
Why couldn't I just do it right.
To be so cursed yet blessed at the same time.
Fatalism inhibited my progress.
Fatalism weakens my resolve.
It's a battle i still fight whilst still fighting countless others.
The unfortunate thing is that i cannot say that i did not see this coming.
The present is what I've feared and dreaded for so long.
Fear lead me down paths i still regret and i see now that it is this very fear that has brought me hear.
Years wasted and for what....
I cannot look back now for there is nothing that can be done.
I must keep moving forward but it would be delusion to say that i am not scared.
This fear has always plagued me it is a weakness, a curse, an unwanted burden.
I've discarded and ran away from so many chances at redemption.
Frozen in place, ever stagnant afraid of change. Truly an acolyte of decay.
I must keep moving, i do not know the future and i fear it holds nothing but disappointment, pain and despair for me.
I don't know if i can but i must try.
I wish to at least fulfill my dream or achieve the peace that has always eluded me.
Everyone has a past that they wish they could forget, but for some, it lingers like a bad debt.
No matter what we try, it won't go away, And even prayers don't always keep it at bay.
For me, I tried to numb the pain, but it only led me further into its grasp, driving me insane.
I put my past before everything I did, making relationships hard to mend.
Evil knew just how to get to me, the trap was well-laid.
Offering me temptations for my soul to trade.
I blamed past trauma on the ruthlessness of my actions, using drugs as a temporary, unworthy distraction.
But erasing the memories I know now is not an option,
Just a prodigy of pain,
the soul's legal adoption.
I must continue to live with unwanted waves. of recollection.
With all hopes of seeing dignity as I look at my reflection.
Rural North Dakota, fields and scattered farms.
Social distancing in peace, we all bear arms.
I live in the central flyway for all ducks and geese.
No locked doors or hidden keys, dogs and guns keep the peace.
Winters are long and cold, we are left alone to freeze.
Spring brings forth the long awaited Summer's early warm breeze.
It's a bit flat here, some beautiful rolling hills.
Only farmland and open country, plenty of nature's frills.
Four wheelers and a side by side, a couple of dirt bikes for the kids.
Unwanted visitors do not come, the law of this land forbids.
Absolute freedom, fields of corn and the edible bean.
My world is far out of reach, from the Covid 19.
Wisdom is garnered from time,
yet patience is new to youth.
And juvenile emotions,
seek flattery, more than truth.
Passions flounder, as hopes drown
on shallow shoals of remorse.
For navigating through lies,
love begins to drift off course.
Feeling lost and unwanted,
you miss youth's laughter and fun.
And devastating your heart,
trust fades, until there is none.
You feel fledgling feelings flex
wings of hope, despite despair.
For, although intangible,
true love is beyond compare.
The fabric of love is an
intricate, delicate weave.
And like any miracle,
all it asks is you believe.
I don't know what I want to write
I will write about sometimes you don't even know what you are doing
Do you always know what you are doing?
I don't
Sometimes I'd be saying things and
Later I said "why did I say that?"
I didn't even feel that
Sometimes you just have to take everything with a jest
People are going to say things
when they don't mean it, think it
And if you dwelve too much
You gonna have some unwanted gray hairs
Do we hurt people when we say things we don't mean?
Yeah so what is the solution?
Look beyond the surface
See what is actually happening
Do you always hold people accountable for their actions?
I'll run away from you
I'd be saying things that only when you know me
You will know that I am only kidding
But yeah why do we say things like that sometimes?
I can only say "it is God's"
Yeah blame on the Man
I will be blaming Him
Why l'd be sometimes saying things that just off the charts?
Who knows and who cares?
But for you on the other end
Know that I mean well
And I don't think that
So if I tell you "good riddance"
does not mean I want to get rid of you lol
It may be the opposite
But it may not haha
Who knows?
Just don't think that I always mean what I say
and say what I mean
It may come out the opposite
Oh well enough for now
I've got to go
But just give me some leeway, will ya?
I give you some :(((
The night I died
I was not asleep, this was not a nightmare
my eyes were open as I struggled to wake up
from the deep hole of sleep.
I had sunk into a sinkhole of sleep
that could only end in unconsciousness drifting into death
helpless as an autumnal leaf falling off an oak.
With all my might with every fibre of my aged body
I heaved myself to the surface.
I landed on the wooden floor
tried to get my breathing under control
My wife came running, asked what happened?
Nothing dear, nothing at all.
I was looking for a coin that fell out of my pocket
when undressing.
My head was still fuzzy by unwanted sleep.
I had died, but it was untimely
my heroic leap out of bed had saved me.
She wished neither to be loved
or adorned
yet wished for the tresures
that Lovers deserve
and those who are adorned
receive as gifts.
He wished for someone
who loved him in
needed him could only disappoint
but being valued as loved
he could be man enough for her
There personalities clashed
and were completely opposite of
one another and often out of sync
Echoes the nights
were the need of
being loved has him
lonley and unwanted
yet she finds reasons
to need things
they sparkle
to shine for others
to admire her
Echoes the Nights
when the things that
posses me
are thetrickets
that give him way to
me
might I suffer
to need her to
love me
He is neither neglected
or has Love faded
we exist to co-mingle
and habitat
Kisses and whispers
might arouse a need in me
that he may belive
to be his vision of Love