To the slaughter daily is led
a gentle soul that we are fed,
mercy pleas fall on ears so deaf
from a heart whence love is bereft.
They claim supreme, all mankind,
so out of tune and out of time
one day to rise up and find
the mellow source of natures rhyme.
Not boxed and wrapped and in the store
nor through an opportunistic door,
but as it was in time before
in light of loving God adorned.
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More than 200 years ago… colonist settled on eastern shores, some armed only with an idea: that rulers of land should rule the land, and let the people live free. Looking back at it all… they gained independence and freedom; the former monarchy now a shell of its once regal stature: put in its place…
We gather and sit on cold plastic chairs; molded recycled waste. We sip our hot social drinks full bodied or flavored to taste. We fill the air with smoke and lies, across the room we speak with eyes endless tales of wasted livesv in our plastic race; molded recycled waste. © All Rights Reserved
A young black girl dressed all in black, shimmering like the ebon sea at midnight. A short black dress barely covers her, temptatious charcoal thighs. She sits — the ebon sea parts revealing a shore of roses, petals spread and glistening of midnight dew. The flowers call to me, urging me to come…. closer, closer….
Fear is my name, an acronym of who I really am, controlling my motion, the light of my path, guiding my life. I am often very good, and sometimes very bad, always driven to behavior with fear leading the way. I have allowed my emotional core to be covered over, as the mantle of the…
Dancing in the flame of life, unaware of the forces that feed, no need to know of the heat or the air or the fuel, and yet — take one of them away, just one, and the dancing will cease. Dancing in the flame of life, controlled and deliberate, not allowed to leap too high…
