Long Weve Poems
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Life is occasionally called a "Rat race" for a reason...
There are times we need to step back
from life's ubiquitous and toilsome menageries
reflecting on where we are in relation to
our hopes, dreams, goals, and plans.
In sum, we need to refocus
to understand.
And remember
who we are deep within our own skin,
hearts, minds and souls
or whatever it is we think of as being
a meaningful member of this universe
with an incalculable multitude
of thoughts and memories
to have and hold...
While having to decide which road to take
when there's a fork just up ahead
we ought to take a deep breath in
and feel the wind
as it begins to overtake
tension deep inside our minds, seeking
a new paradigm
and letting go of what we know
or what we think is true...
and closing our eyes to realize
the road that we’ve been looking for
is right in front
of me and you.
Jehovah of Armies
made a count one day
of all His weapons
keeping man at bay
of non leathal weapons
He gave the skunk his stink
and a little less harmless
the octopus' ink
sometimes more is needed
to get a point across
a little pain and fear
to impress a loss
soon there will be no doubt
about how they feel
if just once they touch
the electric eel
always beware of
little thing with wings
some may bite
and some may sting
one final warning
and one final note
a very harsh warning
is a bunt of a goat
but for those who are
less fearful
and bent on adventure
who challenges the snows
and suns of nature
to those that would climb
Gods invisible wall
shatter Gods ceiling
ignore Gods calls
for those who would face
the ultimate threat
the deadliest creatchers
man has ever met
Gods final judgement
more or less
escape from these creatures
the ultimate conquest
you've made it this far
dont stop now
how much more can you defy
Gods laws
you may escape the tigers claws
be just missed by hungry jaws
quick enough to avoid the cobras strike
smart enough not to challenge
the elephants might
witty enough to escape
the anaconda grip
be very careful not to slip
lucky enough to avoid all fangs
with venomous and vicious names
tempting not the bull
to gore
declairing never to stand behind
a mule once more
so far weve made it
still living and breathing
Jehovah of Armies
protecting and scheming
Form:
Its a home provided by two
Some from me and some from you
A serene place ,yet often loud
A place called home , which we are proud
Many have stopped just to pass us by
Yet its this old home that we can rely
The walls are crumbling,& the floor is damp wet
No theirs not any holes atleast none weve found yet
Its a home provided by two
Some from me & some from you
The children who one graced this home
Packed their bags to adventure alone
Their time had come and their prints were made
Yet in their minds this old home stayed
I think this home still speaks its mind
Yet only when wishing to retreat back in time
Its a home provided by two
Some from me and some from you
To those who have loved this old rickety test
Remember every thing must be laid to rest
And if the architects dont believe its true
I will invite them to live here too
Breath in the mold and inhale all the mites
While creating homes that keep us alive.
Either me or the highway,what did I do.either me or the highway,i thought you loved me.either me or the highway,what happen to the real you.either me or the highway,everything is falling apart slowly.either me or the highway, am still in love with you.either me or the highway,please don't walk away from what we have build together.either me or the highway,weve been through thick and thin,either me or the highway,been through ups and downs.either me or the highway,dont u wanna work things out either me or the highway,i guess there's nothing else to do but to say goodbye.either me or the high way,my love for u will aways be within my broken heart.