Doesn't money feel like slavery,
Delegating where you need to be.
Acquiring desires that are temporary,
Keeping you distracted so you can't see,
Because it's needed to feed the family.
As taxes accumulate rampantly,
The Rich ask the Poor for charity.
As they're selling life by the hour,
Devouring all our precious power.
Waiting to bloom like a flower,
Hour by hour Lives grind down.
Payday is owed to the town,
So there's never enough around.
The sound of new trends come around,
Throwing whats left to the ground.
Enjoying the new trend they found,
Cries of hunger all around.
Not a care in the world,
As they move toward alone.
It's time to cut the chord,
Tying us to money.
So we can see,
The power is in harmony.
Money was a fallacy,
Only gaining what was temporary.
Doing anything necessary just to carry,
Taking the power from you and me,
Stealing eternity,
You'll repeat it till you see.
A Reflection stares back at me,
looking into the mirror,
Satisfied with what I see.
The One I grew to be,
This loving entity,
In a confused society.
Living creatively,
Subjectively,
Searching for me.
Changing this reality,
To reflect what I see,
As I strive to be free.
The highest version of me,
Chivalry and morality,
Honesty my best Quality.
Energy running rampantly,
Serving our Society,
Rushing quietly.
A rising of integrity,
integrates politely,
Showing a new way to be.
Perceptions of purity,
Moving through many,
It's affecting Humanity.
A reflection I see,
Staring back at me,
Our race in unity.
Embracing our beauty,
Reacting differently,
Rising confidently.
Living life intensely,
Enjoying it immensely,
And YOU are the Key.
So here I will be,
Waiting patiently,
A reflection proud to BE.
Unbalanced Entities,
Happy in Their fallacies,
Are Co Creating Reality.
Patterns of Violence,
And complacency,
Run rampantly,
Through Society.
Being catered,
By The Agency,
Directing You and Me,
Dictating our Rights To Be.
Famine and War Plague our Soul Family,
And The Rich are asking for your Charity,
The Classes creating Poverty,
A pointless Economy.
Hypnotizing It's prey,
Guiding the way.
Hiding away.
It's there everyday.
For some it collects dust,
To others It's a must,
All or Bust.
If I could just,
Change the perspective,
Of the collective.
Let's change the Objective,
Subjectively,
Understand It's energy.
From Entity to Entity,
Reflectively,
Respectively.
Flowing repeatedly,
Carrying our energy.
Negatively or positive,
The cycle is a must.
If it's collecting dust,
It's affecting us.
Just let it move freely,
It could just feed the Needy.
A Simultaneous Existence,
Exists Within us.
Making a difference,
Different than you Think.
Connecting Emotions and Energy,
Silently driving Society.
Quietly Implying words you Say,
We blindly pave the way.
Navigating Physicality,
Through this Maze of Reality.
Trapped By Desires,
Wrapping us In Fire.
Smoke Obstructing,
Suffocating our way to be.
Feelings of Negativity,
Run Rampantly.
Simultaneously up and down,
Through Humanity.
Effecting Everyone you see,
Tainting their energy.
Changing So Slightly,
You start Sinking.
Thinking,
Digging up the dark.
Caverns of Patterns,
Connecting our lives.
Unaware how it Drives,
Crashing Energy into Matter.
Feelings Splatter Space,
Surrounding the place.,
Invisibly Existing,
Simultaneously,
Sharing,
The Ups and Downs.
Tearfully I wonder if the choice was right
Questions run rampantly through my weary mind
His little face that solemn day replays throughout my lonely night
What emotions must have burdened his fragile soul
Every day I pray that he understands my reasons why
How my heart broke seeing his fear and pain
I couldn’t save him or comfort him; no matter how I tried
Pain and sorrow follow me along my journey now
Heart broken in tiny, sharp pieces scattered all around
All the memories of what he meant will guide me through somehow
Gone so young, so much left to live
How I wish God could have granted me more days
In each day I try to find a message of his love in nature’s majestic view
Wondering if his spirit is around; do you hear what I say
Now my days I must face with one less loving friend
Though your journey brings you far away
Your memory and loving bond will never end
Rest in peace my dear sweet boy
Travel with the angels now
I will carry on some way
Somehow
This poem was written for Patches Hewitt
March 7,2024 -June 25,2024
Written on: July 10,2024
I am a metaphor for tears,
born from murky clouds,
pouring gracefully or rampantly,
in a choreography of liquid grace,
dancing to the sound of pitter patter,
upon rooftops and window panes~
but I am mercy,
flourishing your crops,
nurturing roots of blossoms,
softening hydrated lands.
Yet cursed by climate change,
I am blamed for human neglect.
Snug sunrays embrace the cold sea water,
Making sure, the guests feel comfy and warm.
Gentle breeze awakens the cool spring air,
Making the breakers soft, silky and calm.
Many wagging tails mingle happily,
Welcome friends with dynamic barks of joy.
By leaping and bouncing mischievously,
They sweetly evince how not to be shy.
A groovy day for a beach escapade,
With kind owners, they cherish and adore.
Rampantly they gallop, dive, splash and fetch,
And savor the exclusive atmosphere.
Filled with gratitude, I watch them from afar,
And with a happy heart, embark on my walk.
Elusive beauty in the nondescript
Perception needed it will be revealed
Perhaps you disagree but please admit
Subtle attributes most often concealed.
Consider the weeds that rampantly grow
In garden that's sculpted with loving care
Unwanted intruders and yet they glow
Sublime in meadow flowering laisse-faire.
It's all a matter of one's perspective
Is something nondescript, or is it not?
Beauty in all things sometimes deceptive
Lesson to remember is Camelot.
Nothing but nothing is that nondescript
Think wildflower weeds in meadow sun-kissed.
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22/03/2023
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Was faith fading like a photo comparable to a picture
in a frame? in the midst of chaos derived from the
game of life dealt were plentiful, The cards altered
wasn't the path that was anticipated on the other side
of the coin were anger, betrayal, disappointment fear and
worry. Where was faith? was she/he hiding?
Seeking, pursuing faith rummaging for faith's attention
these emotions rampantly, incessantly consuming one's
mind. Faith now is emerging and now in full bloom has
give one reassurance that the perfect timing was all in
believing and having optimism.
Amazingly, Alice assaulted an antelope
Because Bobby’s beavers became bold,
Considering cantilevered canines
Deliberately devastating donor’s doled.
Evelyn entirely excited electric eels
Failing forlornly from forward fencing,
Gaining ground gathering genuine gold
Her happiness heralded high financing.
I indicated initially incapable innocents
Justifying joyous juxtaposition jousting
Keeping kind Kenneth’s kindreds knit
Losing language like legally lost lusting.
Maybe minding manners means more
Neither newness nor novel necessary,
Occasionally opening old occlusions
Promises perfectly positioned pituitary.
Quite questionable quicky quirks
Rage rampantly removing regulations,
Summarily startling some supervisors
Touching their tempermental trepidations.
Until unusual undertakings understood
Veritable vigilantes visited volunteers,
Wildly waiting where we wandered
X-citedly X-iting X-istential X-ospheres
Yonder youthful yaks yielded...yikes!
Zebras zigzagged zestfully ziggurat-likes.
The time is obviously drawing near
When everyone must take a stand,
In fact, it is my only lingering fear
Lawlessness is overtaking our land.
I observe it spreading rampantly
The time is obviously drawing near,
News media bombards us constantly
With accounts we don’t want to hear.
I am afraid my conscience will sear
As I hear the horrid stories too often
The time is obviously drawing near,
When we see the little child’s coffin.
I am not one who is easily alarmed
Our society must soon change gear,
Clearly, forewarned is to be prepared
The time is obviously drawing near.
Written June 7, 2022
on paths of roses
summer is walking my way
once again plummy
in the clear blue skies
colored birds are heading back
on the gold highways
in tall green grasses
warm breezes carry wild news
to the eager crowds
rampantly rambling
sweet flowers trail on the vine
tick tock goes the clock
As I awake what do I see
The beauty of nature set in front of me
What do I see
I see violence and inequality
Displayed in plain sight for all to see
What do I see
I see the world in utter chaos
And me being a descendant of ADOS
What do I see
I see the news full of lies and deceptions
So what I see may be different from your perspective
What I see
Is my surroundings changing drastically
I see a pandemic running rampantly
So what I see is a world in a great divide
Also I see tribulation in my trying times
What else I see is the unrest and turmoil
What I see alot of things to make my blood boil
But that's enough yapping from me
With that being said now what do you see?
She was too narcissistic and opinionated to be popular
He was too popular and secretive to be trusted with power
So beware of power which tends only to corruption, and
Corruption infiltrates the very soul of its victims and like
A wild fire creating its own weather, it metastasizes like cancer.
And cancer is so common, but cancer cures are a rarity. And
Any signs of cures among humans is a breeding ground for greed. And is not greed among the seven deadly sins? Avoid Such sins
like the plague, because plagues tend to be rapidly invasive, tends to spread rampantly, and are massively destructive.
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i work
Saturdays
i work
Sundays
seems that
i work
everyday
still it pays
the bills and
saves
me mentally
my mentality
is casually
getting
caustic
lately
toxic words
dripping
drooling
from my mouth
lips covered
with froth
rapidly
rabidly
causing me
to run
rampantly
stop
standing up
put me
down
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