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Complimenting Reality
we should be realising the fates
and who is belonging in what safe place
those who build bombs around the world that should be locked up
and those who guide us to kill one another
and blindly spin in circles to direct another war
should be held down in chains
but this art of conversation is not about that
I'm not writing to lift that veil off of anyone's eyes
go ahead and fight among yourselves fools
fight in your shallow stupidity of who is better than who
because who sits on what throne when they poop
This is about a hurt being we are here to cater to
an insignificant thing that we dont realize is great
something poets
slash and tear apart
and the cynics bruise and poison
and walk away from
cornered and scared
and no one realizes that this being named reality
truly has a heart
so stop for a second
put all your poisoned prayers
and two edged swords and gardens of poison ivy away
look at the green grass of fields on every side
and look at the reality we have created
that wishes she could run away from the babysitter we are
shame shame shame shame
drop your seeds of deceit
and zodiacs that are arts of war
and protests of cartoons
that complain about everything
as we gripe and complain about how horrible everything is
and look at reality
The child we are here to babysit
is it his or her birthday?
not saying
put your rose colored glasses on
shove down another bunch of lies
that would make the poisoned angels who fell from the heavens
on gods birthday party of infinity proud
but see the truth for a second and understand that this being
this essence
this center of everything
of delusion and magic
of emotion and experience
of religion and confusion
of what we are living needs four compliments
and it is time we hand them out
How do you explain reality to itself?
this being....boy or girl?
this esoteric seed we all lock away, trash talk
right in front of its face?
is mystery a compliment?
Is blessing the truth?
Is life lesson enigma of endless riddles and understanding
closer to revelation?
and just what would you do
if you could understand all the pain this being felt
all the confusion?
at all those particular times it chose to stay with you or leave
and why?
can you give reality a compliment?
and can we see whose got it wrapped around his finger
sending her off to battlegrounds and wars through delusions
and terror to save him or herself?
as a babysitter
can we keep reality together?
Copyright ©
Troy Nelson
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