Where did we go wrong training animals to behave like us, while we disregard a moral decaying society? Whatever happened to loving humans and using thing instead of the opposite. When did we get busy enough to ignore the waling morns of a dying soul¿ Whats this we a creating AI structures to act as humans as we act robotic while we claim to be growing? Who is to blame of all those time spent away from fellow creatures as we exploit mother nature? Why is it a game setting humanity a blaze and calling it fun? Competing to kill each other is but a famed superiority game. Patriot who die, gunned down fighting fellow men. Discontent and jealousy, Paining with empathy. A distorted mind, controled by the tele via our vision to be programmed. A people in a mission, untrue to others and themselves.
She”s like an angel, embraced by the fully clouded wings. Cocooned by nature, blissed in stature. An undiscovered jungle, nurtured by mother nature. A rainbow in the horizon with glittering sparkles of the last rainfall. A true gem, what a miners tale. Shinning like the sunlight, such is her glow like the moonlight. A vision in the daylight, a pilgrims quest coming to a tented night rest. Like a mist-full morning she lingers, like smooth beach sand she sways with the waves at the shore. A melody to an artists ear, a symphony to the lovers and haters. For a taste to savour she is, a sense of fresh air it is. Nothing but a dessert to a coronary master chef. A painters motivation, a Rambrant piece of art. Master piece per say, in need of a kiss I say. A time portal to the past, a mission with change to embrace the future. A piece off puzzle to the gamer, a complex theory to those in-search of education. A carnivore to the young, oozing with beauty to the lustful. Go to sleep for now…………………..
A drag in time the drift in seasons A sprint towards success In this circuit of life Shift on the ready with the well timed clutch
Halted by the Red light In amber of thoughts As the raving engines growl Left behind is a glowing green light Wailing sirens fill the airy atmosphere ”Pull over” met by a “catch me if you can” response
Age being but the checkpoints A bump or two let them not derail us Speeding past it all Screeching tires with a smoky after burn Everything still intact despite the road rage All but mechanism of human as a race
I crave clarity, a yearn for sincerity Am looking for stability and all the success that accompany peace of mind Somethings seems to elude me Other matters seem to want to split me into two A flickering flame that won’t die down Molten spirit that’s stuck on each other keeping me going I seem to lack one thing or rather another, though positive for I am whole and not weary Ave grown to appreciate the spark that twinkles deep inside those smiling eye, underneath that worn out wrinkly face. Settling for less while working to the last ounce of strength, just to make someone proud and feel the sacrifice. Acidity levels choking my insides as I salivate at the thought of a meal I ones called a pass on. The fear of consequences, that seem to have me place myself on others shoes. Dehydrated body beat up as the air that’s freely given to us flows in like hot soup and out my nostrils dry Day dreaming of the day I’ll take a vacation from myself, at a sand beach with a beautiful view, while the waves sway like a Latin lady’s hips dancing to salsa. I seek answers to questions unknown to me Staring at the horizon and always alert at the slight startle, as if expecting something or someone who’ll change my days perspective. All isn’t lost for life still flows through me, despite the constant thought of that unwelcomed sprawling bullet making it’s way through my now hollowed skull.
So full and zealous with life ,but tired of it. Constance is that thought of a sprawling bullet entering mines skull. Like a cue stick striking the white ball all in the aim for the 8. Hate it when am always right , for it drives a wedge splitting me into two. On a corner at an edge am sited contemplating harder. My situation is nothing but abit sadder , but whose isn’t? Self empathy nor sympathy won’t work this time. For the lord Almighty whose called you and I has fully shaped our said destiny.
In conclusion though it never ends Needless to say, but forget to place a full stop for what’s said after indeed needed not be said This comes from a a place of love, why does it have to be accompanied by a hateful or rather bitter words Let me not lie to you, hold on ” so I’ve been receiving half truths all along?” Since you you started it you’ve forced my hand, just relax and let it end there I just want to quickly point out that…, well well well someone is social distancing themselves just Incase it backfires No offense but… A spew of offenses ensue I don’t know if I we’re you I’d.. well we differ and so does our approach Let me be upfront with you, clarity is a great way to make things easier I must say Wether on or off the record did somethings have to be said? I had a dream that you and I… Am sure most of it is purely thought out not dreamt Don’t take this the wrong way but.. which other way should one take it? Let’s not beat around the bush, it’s already beat and the outcome is but a few words away Slow your roll you have your whole life ahead of you, substituted to you have a few good yeaes Listen I don’t know how say this but… here goes nothing Personally I don’t know how you do what you.
A source of hope To the thirsty it’s a quenching fountain A guide to those in seek of direction The road map to salvation Cause of breakdown in tears, As it is the breakthrough to fight your fears Communication with a higher being Despite the knowledge that He knows it all A river cruised towards deliverance A physical, emotional,mental and spiritual chain breaker Voice of hope to those in need Grand faith healing for all who seem to have reached an end An agreement between you and your maker Detailed are the instructions to life A talk between The Almighty and His people The spiritual nourishment to safe guard your soul Light to shine bright you dark path Security to keep you safe in times of trouble or rather lack thereof Roof to shelter, walls to protect and foundation to hold us steady A tool to mend our thoughts Scripture to restore what’s broken Debatable to the no believers, but let that not fuel your anger, For it contains clarity to inform us of what’s expected of you and I Facts on how to approach every other situation A love guide to help you make an informed decision Warnings worth heeding or else there will be wrath to follow Inspiration worth it’s weight in this materialistic world A mode of holistic transport, for we are moved by it’s content Prayer to draw us closer to our maker