Listen! Do you hear lost voices of reason?
They are distinct sounds dimly perceived,
Mingling among a cacophony of mindless
Ideas and thinly disguised platitudes.
Some are out-and-out misrepresentations
Sounding like virtuous words well-spoken,
But are a phony patter passing for truth.
Who can tell what is truth ‘midst clamor?
HONORABLE MENTION
written September 19, 2021
"8 Only" Poetry Contest
sponsored by Astaria on All Poetry
September 26, 2021
Ways to communicate to translate to explain
Form a question seek the knowledge to acquire an answer
Choosing truthful depiction after taught to demonstrate make claim
Languages methodical visual translations of opinion to learn
Eyesight far and near on a body to read
Differences when learning what is given to each unknown
Translation of our true abilities an educated plead
Vision pieced past filled with new life perspective to decode
Breaking coded messages behavior analyzing what was fed
Sixth senses intuition of the repetitive misrepresentations
Neglected missions of proper explanations attempted failed again
Image misinterpreted mentally misconstrued translations
Spoken intervention speaking clearly a direction for humanity matters
Linear composition that divides personal conversations with constant limitation
Contracting consented horizontal thought focused on positive patterns
Fractional decisions off judgmental habits a common basic of communication
Rewrite of my poem 'To Translate' inspirational thanks to Ronald A. Williams
SAVAGE
Walking tall
Head held high
Long snake eyed curls
A diamond sparkled lie
Damn girl, where'd you get them eyes
Those legs just go on for days
Scent of suga butter Neva leaves always stays
ONE OF A KIND GIRL
A WHERE DO I GET ME ONE GIRL
ALWAYS WALKIN' that WALK GIRL
SHES NEVA A TALKIN that TALK FAKE GIRL
THAT GIRL
THAT GIRLS A SAVAGE
Always got my back
Never talking back
Southern Soul
This life it's taken its toll
A look , that could stop time
That strut, stings my tongue
That girls gotta be mine
ONE OF A KIND GIRL
A WHERE DO I GET ME ONE GIRL
ALWAYS WALKIN THAT WALK GIRL
A NEVA JUST TALKIN THAT TALK FAKE GIRL
That damn girl
Seductive Smiles
Tribulations , left imperfections
Of scarred misrepresentations
Forever lasting
earth shattering
Impressions
Can't ever shake her
That girls a savage
My beautiful savage
ONE OF A KIND GIRL
A WHERE DO I GET ME ONE GIRL
My savagely beautiful girl
...
We are what we've been denied
We are what we've been holding inside
We are the kinky, curly, course root
the vein for all that is possible
and grows into a beautiful black afro
we are the ethnicity of humanity's truth
sons of slave owner's midnight excursions
Told we were birthed with perversions
Our course skewed. It would take 400 yrs for our rights to be queued
A little while longer for our fury to be quelled. Misconceptions and misrepresentations requited to find the exact science why we are the superior man.
And I still I look at myself and wonder why they will never understand-I was the origination of God's plan.
The blueprint of the Master's plan
MISREPRESENTATION
misrepresentation
defamation with
slanderous insight
modules of crash
courses in life’s
lessons brief
curt and
concise
“no one will ever love you like I do”
nobody ever did..
“being strong is holding back”
it’s ALWAYS about
letting go
“feelings are best contained”
emotions need to be felt
internal bleeding leaves
a deeper
heart welt
precarious this clarity
awakened by confusion
extensions of disparity
misrepresentations
never a solution
modules of crash
courses in life’s
lessons brief
curt and
concise
© Kim van Breda—19 July 2015
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