I'll Keep It
Quick...
I'm Not About
Who Was Here
First...
It's About
What's
NEXT!
Un-Stoppable
In-Evitable...
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That's What Lasts.
-Gray Squirrel
05-04-2026
I ask, "Do we not want to be informed?
May God forbid that we be conformed.
May God grace us to be transformed.
Even though some say, there is no better me or you,
Should we be in search of 'a better me, a better you'?
Others say, "Deep within, there's a better me".
Yet others say, "Whether surface or deep within,
There's not to be found in mortals, a better me".
Is change possible, or should we even bother?
Should there not be change wherever possible?
Are our flaws, stains, and ways even stoppable?
Is not The Blood of Christ still powerful enough
to wash away stains? And is not The Holy Spirit
still our Primary Helper for change?
Indeed, some things in our lives will remain,
but some things need never remain the same.
And perhaps all will agree that, conditionally,
There is a better you, a better me.
061923PS
Mad Women Love me a lot.
That means nothing have I got
To things view from Worth of What,
Not spotless The-With-A-Blot…
From Mad Women lovers’ smiles:
Those who could like me walk miles,
Naked Ones glad about it;
To marry one digging my pit!
Years of disdain for bathrooms
But streets sweep with caring brooms…
God I bless for Pubic Hairs
Ably screening off Prized Wares
Still some day saleable
For A Madness stoppable!
BBC I trust can see
Could afford to let this be;
With Proverbs busier than bee…
I’d forgive: Winter’s Hot Tea.”
Surging forward
like ocean swells,
the frog happily hopped
gingerly along its way.
Like stoppable shores,
deep and deeper holes awaited him.
All the cycle must be fulfilled and pass-through
Waiting Eagerness through hussling
The big dream ahead
While feeling the breeze of the winds
The stages you have to endure
Harsh weather that's not favourable
They point to us calling us names
Some they take away
Behold their dreams are fortified
Praying within just to move away
Every fly's dream to fly
High through its time
Beautiful Wings of blindness
Adorable sight to their fearless
What I want to do is mine will
I will not be stoppable
Up I gaze at others flying
A day I will be there
Just wait and See I said
Then my dreams will come true
Wandering through the garden
In a virtuous desire of life
Feeding ND living Just a while
As I wonder about life
Spread my wings flying
As I fulfill my dream
In haste I amto fulfill
The dream I had dreamt of
There once was a boy and a magic willow tree
For in this tree the boy was all that he could be
The tree was old and strong
And together is where they belong
The branches hung low but the tree stood high
And together the boy believed they could fly
Adventures would arise
Many bad guys found there demise
The tree was a space ship ready for flight
To take the boy far out of sight
The tree was a fort
Or a big ship coming to port
The tree was a jungle gym
Letting the boy swing from limb to limb
When the boy ran out of imagination
This was not cause for hesitation
He still had yet to reach the top
Maybe a little afraid of the drop
But with this tree nothing was impossible
No adventure was ever stoppable
The higher the boy climbed
The more the world shined
As the top grew near
Far was he from fear
Together they saved the day
And all along it was just play
There came a time when the tree had to go
The boy was sad, but he did not know
That where this tree once stood, many more would grow
There is no normal here,
Rules are ignored.
Consistently changing, altering,
Common template is scrapped.
Challenge this ideal of mine,
A daring person would only do.
For who is to say norm is norm,
I like to defy belief.
Fear is a stoppable obstacle,
But for the few uncorrupted.
For now I still walk straight,
I float like an island.
Doors must be held open,
Say please and thank you.
Courteous to the death,
Etiquette must be followed.
The wound must be cleaned,
The poem must be written right.
For that is the norm,
The corrupted belief.
(20/07/2011)
Hold on,
Let me see your scar
Is it deep or only a scratch
Is it curable or permanently tattooed
Your heart’s too clear to be struck
Hold on,
Let me see your tears
Is it salty or only a sweat
Is it stoppable or unmendable
Your eyes are too bright to leak
Hold on,
Why don’t you just take my hands
Together we can build a dam
I’ll lend you my strengths
For from now on, I’ll be your lamp
The pain is becoming to much to bare
It's ripping my heart to pieces
The memories wont stop coming
Bringing the un-stoppable rain of tears
The one thing I've never wonted
Is the memory of them all to hit me at once
I just wont it all to stop, to just die
Before they make me go insane with hurt
I sit here and just scream my heart out
And it only makes me feel worse
The ones I loved and hurt so badly
Are now killing me slowly and painfully with their memories
These tears burn as they fall off my cheek
For their filled with so much hate and hurt
My heart is beating so fast and uncontrollably
My breathing is speeding up and coming fast
It feels like i'm going to die so painfully
But then it recides and comes back twice as hard
I just wish it would die and go away
But it just wont no matter how much i beg
He loved her, protected her
She loved him, honored him
But you separated their kinds
Their species, their only human cell
Their love that grew wider
You destroyed it by your only filthy hands
With a grin, with a smile, with a hatred
You watched them fight
You watched them erase all love that was written in mind
With a flip of a finger, with an order
You took away the day
The day they were supposed to wed with laughs and peace
You changed her, forced her, controlled her
With droplets of blood interposed into her
With your greed, you caused the wounds
The injures, the never stoppable cries !
The sins that are never to be forgiven
You drove him into the battle strength less
Not able to fight
Not able to fight you’re sister, you’re family
What has gotten into your mind???
I see your ice-cold heart never breaking, never feeling
Never tasting a spark of red burning fire
You take in the pleasure in seeing them die?
What are you?
Even wolves and vampires have sympathy to other kinds?
So why were you keep aside to do the forbidden and murder souls
And all that is kept in mind…???
It's raining so heavy
Maybe I'll shout
Just want to find
What live is about!
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