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woke up in a dream
pouring like the rain
swallowed in the drains
but then
searching for salvation
spooning out my ration
twist cap sour cream
and always
shivering with the cold
walls have caught the mould
you exist move swift like a team
forever
..
Convert now, leave town or die
intolerant barbarians demand
and do so in their god's name
the falsely righteous fools
insecure in their beliefs.
How else explain their lack of faith
that their Book can't stand beside others?
Need it really be protected
by isolation.
ideological walls,
machine guns,
THEM?
I am a small river
in the midst of this vast universe
so I needn't compare myself with you
nor your verse
but remember friends we can be
at best at worse
till we both with the ocean immerse
and
are lost in the oblivion of time
none shall know what happened
to your ashes or mine
time alone will reveal
some day two jokers you and me
had laughed a while this way
I stand upon the cliff Confusion
and ponder whether I should leap.
Does Clarity have any purpose
or am I lying to myself again?
The Manic in me rears its head
and I produce in fits and starts,
but soon depression will be all
and I will seek Confusion in the drink.
BANG the bump baby
grind the juke
and snort the junk
you stand in your skaters
at the edge
knowing that the ledge
you wont make it
in your nightshade crosses
and tailored
excesses
admit it your lost
but deep in pockets
in baggies and twine
throw that cheap gutter
bottle
and dial an emotion
get in and ride
and we can hit a plateau
and feel fine
slip out of the hour
you will live on still
cleaning up the sides of the hill
be it so
we all love you
the river must merge with the sea
as it will
but it's a long way yet
the river has to see many a bend
to no end
and
then the sands will reach the shore
later the water will be again made pure
the clouds of happiness will rise again
the cycle will complete
alas not in vain
till then await the next train
TIME
Raging water falling
from my fingers.
carried away by Time's madness
relentless and unforgiving
nothing to grab onto.
memories betray
voices still
a lifetime swept into
indifference
At the edge of madness
A deadly silence
Within consciousness.
Pain is great
Knees buckling.
The burden of trying
And trying true
Only to fail
Breeds anger.
Fear not death
Life alone.
Still I bide my time
For fate to let go
Maybe even with hope
However vain a notion it is.
But be vigilant
Oh prey
Seeking place to start flame.
My day was filled with sadness
The pain of depression has me down
It's taking control of my happiness
I'm slowly losing my ability to walk
Sigh! It's no fun either.
A new video has surface
Another unarmed black man shot
surrounded by police with rifles drawn
wrangles in pain while dying in a pool of blood.
Tis your life
in poetry of your own creation
though you have a family for devotion...
a life lived in separation
is like dreaming with apparitions
love the days you have today
as time comes
we all will go away
none will ever know
we walked by passed this way
so why continue to cry today
.time without whining or meandering
simply passes its own pathways
it never sways
takes all lives along with it always
so have a happier
today...