A Litmus Test
Placed among the reeds
Baby Moses cried
visions of religions fade
blend together and apart
time clash
ancient civilizations crash
are we for the silent truth...
or do we represent the outrageous lie,
planting futuristic visions
of red seas parted
of people with reservations
on slave ships
bred like live stock for purposes
like purchases, on sale ...
for the test of time by those
who treat the bible like a whore
truth be told their will come a day
where truth cannot be ignored
when that day comes, might be tomorrow
don't hold your breath, might be later on this day
when an... |
Dream synch
How do you nurture newfound ability
practicing practical ways
to learn each new approach
to things once deemed impossible
a way to glean different views
find hidden truths make the
invisible parts reveal secrets
and so allow us a path
crossing over bridges between
intrinsic meaning
and passages beyond walls
we could not pass
while doing what others called dreaming
or worse, evil... simple ideas...
so many times lost in illusion
cast aside purely because
they could not be discerned apart
from the clouds of confusion
the component parts...
dangerous as its approach
like fighting dragons, futile
unless you discover
the hidden weaknesses
to find the many possible solutio... |
Rising Moon
rising moon's glow
calls to me... from my sleep
my inner soul awakening
to surface from the deep
the audience i seek
peeks over the horizon
a welcome sight
a minor miracle
to dip a footprint of the sun
not quite a refection
more like a reverse shadow
to break the spell of darkness
its faint glow
spread as if a veil of sanity
amidst the madness
not quite singing the suns song
it does not know the words
still, it belongs, here
a point of focus when
we hide our fears
release our
hidden emotions
and let fly,
our tears
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Life
life...
looking back
to the beginning
following its course...
a battle we seem
to think we're winning
choosing sides in a divorce?
when all the while
we should be changing course
back to the source
others may make it seem
this is only a dream
to have you give up...
what it is they're after
written upon your genes
Remember this
freedom is a game they play
inviting you to play games of chance
taken by things you may not understand
at first requests, next come demands
practiced steps ...in the devils dance
things are not always what they seem
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Feat
A herald angel came to me one cold stormy night
cried as he spilled out his troubles
i told him its going to be alright
although we aren't tight, i listened
nodded to acknowledge his emotions
at all the right pauses
as a chorus sang in the background
signaling an incoming curtain of fog
trumpets played a blues melody
so profound ...i felt compelled
to follow the beat, body, head and feet
got down... got carried away perhaps
but then that's all me...
as Popeye sez, i am who i am
took me over the edge of sanity
to a garden in paradise,
filled with many wonderful things
sorry, i'd forgotten about the angel
as his darkest... |
Flight
tunnel vision
no escape from
cold, hard facts
raw emotions betrayed
by unexpected setbacks,
false promises
and sneak attacks
beyond tactful exchanges
of well-chosen words
throwing curves to
distract and obscure
wholesome, kind, nutritious,
delicious,
words which dance
off your tongue
fanciful dreams...
which bring to mind
particles of loose ideas
magical moments
where we transform
thoughts and visions sublime
our minds untethered,
now
freed to explore
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Chalk lines
feigned grace
like astronauts walking in space
except floating, paused
with a condition called death
stuck in a pose, staring at space
but there's nothing to see
the blank empty stare
a last imposition
no longer aware
of shadows or light
locked into position
a graduate of the life
in the art of dying
now just dying art
except the dying part
is a permanent start
it keeps on coming
never seems to finish
next up... another young kid
with the illusion of unlimited potential
a voice that's could have been
instrumental to replenish
the fast dying sense of community
not enough to be free anymore
cu... |
Too late
Warp factors...
don masks, come low
creep in from deep in shadows
find you unprepared
for the coming haze
sweeping you off your feet...
don't be surprised
they caught you cheating,
it was so obvious
even you knew better
than go on with
a damn lie... a sad alibi,
set to deceive
that no one believed, but you
why, try? if you are not willing
to die for the truth
you let yourself expire
for wearing a wire
remember, crack killed applejack
Keep it up... temptations calls
start to connect... call collect,
you deflect taunting, teasing... in effect. |
War of Souls
Its a war, bodies,
minds, hearts, spirits
lets not forget tech...
do not lose your mind
macho hulks from olden daze
went in blind...
not on your battlefield of today
that same nerdy kid they call the wiz
can erase your heat signature
before your helo left the ground
you'd been hacked from outer space
that same ghetto kid you called a joke
does M2A3's now, you got smoked
before you reached the punchline
he would have killed your entire grid
linked to a stealth F35 Acquired your digits
verified and fired
twenty seconds from now
you're going to die
the propaganda machine still lies
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Struggle
A griot beats a drum all day
without pause, as if in prayer...
As children play chasing grasshoppers
for snacks
get drawn in by the hypnotic beat
causing an awakening, inside
delivering the word
though none has been spoken
yet, once the silence
was broken
ripples of soul magic flowed
began to create sparks
which touched the hearts
of those most ready to listen
a subtle change
imperceptible, occurred
before a brief pause
for silence
he softly spoke
building from brief rounds
of non-sensible
utterances
using silly, childish syllables
morphing to words
in a ... |
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