Burning hearts
Brought forth from the blooms of spring
It comes in no singular form
Only under the indefinite term
One comes to know it by
February is when the plantling appears
March is the season of new love
Nay
New hope
Passion coursing through our venation
Mutual equivalent exchange
Nay
The exchange of energy
That only creates more energy
To be bestowed upon us
The moon rays shining down
Upon your broad back
Where wings are trying to be put forth
On your path to greatness
The path to eternal bliss
Only on the bridge
Almost there
It’s been building up
To triumph
I’ve always been on the edge
Living on the edge of heaven and hell
But that’s the bridge of life
The longass path on embarks to take
There are times I fall
But I choose to
Fall
And it’s so beautiful
The thrilling rush
The tantalizing view
In this short little span of an era
The inevitable end that flips the page
To the new chapter
Revealing my new transformation
Under the silky pink ribbons
Wrapped around my torso
The moon knows
I’m on the brink of greatness
The digestive system, what can I say,
A favorite to exercise many times a day.
It’s always working whether awake or asleep,
And most of the time you don’t hear a peep.
But once in a while, loud sounds can be heard,
If from someone else, then give them this word.
Borborygmus it’s called in the singular form,
But hearing it once is just not the norm.
Borborygmi it’s known as the plural kind,
But don’t let this words get you out of your mind.
Remember…
One hippopotami cannot get on a bus,
Cause one hippopotami is two hippopotamus.
Just memorize the words, load your burb gun,
Borborygmi means many, borborygmus means one.
The British call it maths,
but the Americans ditch the s
causing much international scorn.
But for our sake, p'raps it'd be best
to keep subjects
only halfway grasped
in the singular form.
Oligarchy - From the Greek, olígos, meaning few,
hence, those guys over there, with their
hands in their garments; They say they'll
tell everyone what needs to be done.
Monarchy - Mon, variant of man, man being the
singular form, i.e. all for that guy.
Hierarchy - From the Germanic heir, meaning "here"
the ranking of relative importance, hence,
where to stand in line to get a turn.
Democracy - From the Greek demos meaning many, and
cracy, a variant of crazy, thus, many
crazy people rule, or in biblical terms, babble.
Ethnarchy - Meaning race, therefore, all those
people, that all look and act and behave
the same, tell the rest that they know best.
Anarchy - An, a variant of and, hence, another archy.
Malarkey - Those things that are to be put up
with from all the other archys (and ocracies).
© Goode Guy 2013-06-30
Hole in the Wall…
I feel like crawling back into the hole
Back in time, back in space
Into realms of no emotion
When feeling is lost on an expressionless face
I want to run, just never stop running
Away from here, anywhere
Anywhere away from this place, nowhere at all…
We are bound to live sacrificial lives
But isn’t everyone who lives and breathes
Like lambs to the infamous slaughter
We are falling to our knees
But I am speaking in a singular form
Speaking only for myself
My love, my longing for life
Goals I have set
Plateaus far from the norm are so hard to reach
I have often fallen short, fallen hard
Like now…
I am losing sight of distant visions
Storm clouds obscure the sun and the haze clouds my head
Uncomfortable feelings deep within me
Weighing me down, they are as heavy as lead
Calling out to me
I respond without caution or care
Never stopping to realize
In the dark; waiting, you must constantly be aware
You cannot afford to compromise your beliefs,
Or your strengths for anything, nothing at all
All of this, through the hole in the wall…
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