limit exposure, know your closure, like a gypsy under radar do not lose your moral name star 3.17.15
Tag: Humanity
Spirited Work
I never lost hope in the face of fear How could I when I had met the ghost of me Casualties fell by the wayside, as I fastened my attire Abide And Remain In Endurance is the hometown of my calling Inundated whiplash from the minor terry shall not subdue I have been expecting this,…
Radicle Dreamer
Why don’t we as people ever discuss our truest dreams? It’s like we’re confined to this cage it seems And expressing radicle ideals are no where in place Radicle faith is far from the norm What is it you really see yourself doing, who are you at the core? We like speaking vainly of vanity…
Knocking On My Conscious Clear
A neighbor, almost rival who lost a son, I needed to be easy on. She wanted in, I held her back, firm stance, strong attack. She said, look I’m only the messenger. We come to shed way. I am concerned, others dim or lay themselves on antique shelves to stay preserved in a kind of…
The State Is Hungry For A Son Of Everyone
dimmed my fire by dimming my light was held in oppression my whole life told not to speak you just might scare anyone around you whose challenge was dared. keep it tame, you’re a child of God, dogs eat the scraps of unorthodox laws. the system is flawed, can’t justify their stance, only by a…
The King Of Thieves
How do people function when vitality is stray? They sleepwalk through town waiting for their next fix to numb the prowl Might you care to take care of you? Strip it down, get real you sense the call don’t you? Your drug is lethal though it’s legal Everyday a slow demise eating away at your…
Dancing To The Pipes, Singing A Dirge
How can you say one thing and be another? – Ask Jesus, what a man uncovers Thus revealed, paradoxical cinema of cynical ordeal 2.27.15
Behind The Name
I compose a note in tune with your show I wait daily for the curtains to close For when I’m on stage Millions scream your Name 1.5.14
We Have To Be The Young And The Purpose
everything will be alright they can’t fight from behind their shells give ’em hell, holy virtue rips the cells nothing to fear, only the guilt of cowardice is weird 3.8.15
Love In Ten Sentences
I was gifted by Shreyarvj at TheOpenWindow to pass on some love. Her generous words seemingly pour out with effortless effervescence. A dynamic soul she is. Ten lines, four words each, each line including the word love, including a favorite love quote. My humble attempt: The love overtook her She let love in The love…
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