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Atop each other, these books rest.
For years tried being into only one interest.
Then I began remembering memories I like the best.
Slowly losing my personas I acted as in jest.
On the edge of the cliff of indifference.
Maybe even if I willingly tossed myself over the fence,
I would still have an internalized panic so tense.
But this is all just in my head, no offence.
Higher love comes with higher prices.
Such as leaving behind prejudices and vices.
Sometimes though, we must give into what most entices.
Sometimes I wish I remained as one of your choices.
Still, our fated moments weighed the most on my mind.
You're one of the few I still adore, I find.
I hope through all those years I was just as kind
As all of the times (for me) your soul shined.
Past demons can find a way
Of darkening a sunny day
Leading you through a bad door
You once closed and locked before
Never walking past the threshold
That once turned you bitter cold
From things on the other side
That you've been trying to hide
From new family and good friends
Hoping it would be the end
Of this evil that can take
The strongest man and make him break
Enticing you with drugs and drink
Gambling and other things
Turning your world into horror
These demons have all the power
Taking over every aspect
Of a life you tried to fix
Never leaving you to rest
Every day they try and test
All your will power and strength
You just want to beat and win
These vices that are dark and evil
Haunting you until you feel
Your urges can't be controlled
But be strong and do not fold
You can make it and defeat
This devil always at your feet
SUNG TO THE TUNE OF “MY FAVORITE THINGS”
As Found in the “Sound of music”
Lyrics by JTC
I like confections, that feed all my craving
Macaroons covered with coconut shavings
Sugar plum cookies so big, you should share
Theses are the things that I like to prepare
Raspberry jelly, fills my cookie centers
The icing on top, I learned from my mentors
Sprinkling Jimmies fly free through the air
Theses are the things that I like to prepare
Marzipan made from pumpkin and spices
Covered in chocolate, serves all my vices
Lemon drop candies are made with such care
These are the things that are fun to prepare
But when the night comes, and the moons out
And I’m feeling dead
I simply remember, that I like fresh brains
And turn to eat them, instead
Eyeballs and ears with curdled blood icing
I hand the brains to others for slicing
Mincing the meat, to make pies with a flare
These are a few of the things I prepare
My special treat, are raw ladies’ fingers
As soon as they’re served, they seldom do linger
When pickling livers, the others just stare
But these are the things that I like to prepare
I boil skulls till they’re soft and chewy
Cook down the blood till it’s thick and gooey
Resisting these snacks, Is the thing I can't bare
Cause these are the things that I like to prepare
But when the day comes and the suns out
And I’m filled with life
I simply return to the living again
And cook up some sweets........ till night
Down into the valley of socialization
Societal vices thrives without limitation
In my city, moral has worn the clothes of
civilization
It's value have nosedived into the pit of
humiliation
There both male and female feast just like
the beast
Meanwhile you cant resist the cyst
Cause it has covered both You and I
Today, shame has no hidden place in our
heart
Our conscience is driven away like a sport
car
The fume from the exhaust we applaud
But you know carbon mono-oxide is lethal
Yet we claim its civilization
Wont this kill You and I
Nakedness is an act of being naked
A product of shamelessness
The society is helpless because our mothers
are less concerned
'Flaunt it. You've got what it takes'
Thus: she praised as she catwalk down the
stricken street
At adolescent she conceived and bore a child
of no father
Will this not affect You and I
Truth...why are you pleading for it
It has been long buried beneath the six feet
As you can see, corruption triumph more in
our societies
From kids to parents,leaders to followers,
home to abroad
It has diffused through the earth just like fart
But no one cares; all we care about is NOW
Change the only factor that has remained
constant
Will you not change before the story is told to
You and I
Killings, suicide bombings, cheat, treason,
occult, lynching,
Kidnapping, indulgence, Nuisance, violence,
hypocrisy et al
Are all bored of corruption
End time is not close; Jesus Christ is not
coming today
But one day, you will wake up and find
yourself in hell or heaven
If we don't choose to make the world a better
place today
Wont this affect You and I?
Life, light and burden-less, like lightest breeze;
Guilt, grief, tension and turmoil still at ease...!
Alarm-less by darkness shrouding my path;
Light torches of love and calm evil's wrath...!
Soothed by walking and talking with nature;
In each, finding divine legislature...!
Guilelessly, like a child, I smile and laugh;
Virtues versus vices fight, my behalf...!
Creative artist in me is alive;
AS tool of God, toward newness, I strive...!
Like a warrior, challenges I bravely face;
Fear and cravenness from my heart i chase...!
For sun and moon and stars I wait each day;
Each creature of nature shows me new way...!
The God in whom I trust, Keeps me secure;
I awake each day with greater vigor...!
23 July 2022
JOY Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
It’s simple
Life is reborn every day
Don’t bother with vain reasoning
Don’t stumble into blind alleys of thought
Life revives every day
You must know that
It clatters in front of you
Like a herd of wild horses
Pick a horse
Grab his mane and hop on his back
All of them are headed the same way
The important thing is the road taking you there
Show the horse who’s the boss
Dig your heels into his ribs
You’re riding through sunny thickets
Over fields where the grass grows sweetly
And the shadows are softer than women’s flanks
Learn your horse’s vices
Teach him your own
If he happens to be vicious and throws you off
Don’t worry
Jump up on another horse
Plenty of to choose from
The herd is endless
There’ll always be one for you
Life is reborn every day
Do you know that?
Form:
nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me
crave attention, gift empty touch
tonal mask veils flaws and vices
face alter ego and kneel
to feed the shallow shadow that circles
~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon,
as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted lines,
undress a puddle of poisoned stars
pull force imperceptible, attraction
lost in blissful contemplation
comatose until that last equation
gravitational persuasion creating longing
but will the lake that flows with fears
thaw words tangled in golden chains?
for I’ve drowned in liquified lies,
drawing perfection from imperfect reflections
delve to the depths of my spun world
peripheral interference dissipates in darkness
only requirement is carved version of self
that steadies my hand and drags me in
sinking beneath Narcissus's polluted undertow
tainted oxygen leaves my expanding lungs
hitting jagged rocks, spoiled skin shreds,
exposing a forgotten empath ~ salvation rises
Me oh my I spy with my little eye
The climate crisis they still deny
The sleuth’s proofs they will defy
Ruthless with truths they just lie
An evangelist tryst as we all fry
Oligarchy malarkey is their ally
Shout read the book of Malachi
It either floods or is drought dry
Biblical not whimsical we all cry
Facts cloaks with pacts on the sly
Pokes broke folks as try to get by
Acts wry impunity from on high
Tracts of woke jokes.. on the fly
Elite phalanx craved the whole pie
As each raved I am a stand up guy
Banks our future on a computer tie
Skanks everyone thanks really why?
Everything tanks but saved by AI?
Fossil fuel fools with a limited supply
Flawed but adored as no rules apply
Share prices soared on the vices rely
Fires roared here & abroad we reply
Renewable’s doable & cheap to buy
Maraud with their fraud we all sigh
Abhorred just give our planet a MRI
Everything gnawed comply we all die
Sandwich board says the end is nigh
So if there's a Lord look up to the sky
It's days like these that make question the purpose of it all
October summer skies, hot winds and the raging desire humans have to pretend the world isn't decaying from within....
I'm a pessimist by nature,
The sunset reminds me that one day we must all die
Some think of gold at the end of the rainbow, I imagine Hitlers camps with a thousand screaming jews drowning the chirping of birds in the air
But tonight is my moment of atonement,
In torch light I scribble my shortcomings in this my songs of songs
Suleiman asked for wisdom, I pray for a peaceful death...
Who wishes to end it painfully after toiling life under the sun in duress?
I'm not much for sentiments and romance, Atleast I've tried my best to appear so
Matters of the heart are fragile and my endeavors in these experiences sing an infinity song of this my fractured heart,
At this point I could easily work a night shift, for I have lost my urge to slumber, I am merely a sinking ship of lost dreams
A vessel of all the sins I wish my future sons get to evade,
An algorithm I iterate with sheer will with no terminating condition to be the man my future wife loves at seventy five.....
I'm a man of my own vices
I recite the nicene creed when I feel my faith slipping away,
Whisper hail Mary ten times when I need gather my strength,
And I get out of bed a little later..... What's the hurry in giving your body up to a decaying world?
Nasty Me, Hypocrite
From the looks of things,
I've gazed deep into my soul,
And it only gives rise to pain.
I am the shadow that consumes your light,
A toxic lover, poisoning your sight.
My touch, a flame that burns with deceit,
Melting trust, and freezing hearts that beat.
My life paves the way for pain;
Sorrow evolves around my circle.
It nurtures and breeds vindictiveness,
Drinking oceans of bitterness,
Eating the bread of hostility.
I'm that jealous lover who stalks you,
Bringing nothing but pain to your living life.
My words, a venomous whisper in your ear,
Sweet nothings that bring only fear.
I'll pull you close, then push you away,
Leaving scars that never fade.
I am the embodiment of mass destruction,
A reality of unpleasant catastrophe.
I sow seeds of discouragement,
Watered with rivers of agony,
Nothing but sadness.
I'll make you doubt your worth, your mind,
A maze of self-doubt, forever left behind.
My love, a suffocating, crushing weight,
A prison where freedom's just an illusion's date.
I am the terror behind your nightmares,
The imagery you refused to envision.
I wage war, raining down casualties and division.
I'll feed on your insecurities,
Nourishing my power, your weaknesses.
My love's a game, where you're the prey,
A hunt where I'm the predator, night and day.
I am the scorching sun
That pierced and smeared your soul with evil.
I find pleasure in your misery
And joy in suffering.
I am a righteous sinner
Who wears the coat of righteousness,
Beneath, lies devil's concoction,
Seasoned with ingredients of vices.
I'm the creativity of negativity,
Not positivity.
In my comfort, I orchestrate iniquity.
I befriended light to see darkness;
To concoct wickedness, so easy to judge.
Always preaching perfection
But living with an infection.
Still, you'll stay, trapped in my snare,
A moth to flame, unable to bear.
The pain, the hurt, the endless fight,
A toxic dance, where love's just out of sight.