URGE

I  got  a  hunch…..
A  need  to scratch  this  itch
Caught  up  in  this  vibe  
Hard  to  describe is  the  cry
Choked  up  in  tears  feeling  alive
Origins  arranged  by smitten
Following  thru  although  forbidden
Hidden  deep  inside  disguised  as  cells
Impaling  my  direction  by  insurrection
My  will  is  automatic  to  this  comply
Wonders  are  afterthoughts  producing  Why?

Like  why  did  I  hurt  the  ones  I  love?

How  can  I  forsake  the  Mightiest  Spirit  Above?

Continuously  falling  back  into  this  slide

Traveling  yet  being  carried  by  forces  in  nature

Never  noticed  for  certain  until  overtaken  

To  awaken  in  possession  of  feelings  traded  in  spirit

Silently  ravaging  a  purported  reality or causality 

Exercising  sound  judgments  but  not  hearing  self  clearly

As  bright   and  shiny  apparitions of  glistening  principalities

Beguiled by  the  mistake  in  sowing  seeds  in  rights  only  for  need

So  fruit  is  continuously  produced  to  feed  nations  of  suicide

Affluence  laughs  at  the  folly  of  multitudes  consumed  by  “the” urge…….

Survived  throughout  time  is  the  ascendant  Urge  

Found  and  heard  in  and  at  a place  within  known  as  PEACE ……

Find  and  feed  the  Urge  for  Peace in  Everything  and  Self  Constantly!!