“Under an iron heel lay humanity, blood and bone ground into a paste, used as mortar building our wall of fate. The killing of brother by brother in this circle of life, because love never received the call, we will be the last to fall” https://videopress.com/v/Angp9oqj?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true Looking into my grandbaby’s eyes, will we fail toContinueContinue reading “The Last to Fall”
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War & Murder Christmas together
Man’s cruse upon this world, pain then sorrow those stolen tomorrows. Who will heed the calls with kindness, screams before death that’s life on consignment. The mood continues in an up-roaring swell, lies we will tell our kids while we sing jingle bell; war kills! the weak pay the bill truth! remains concealed. A powerfulContinueContinue reading “War & Murder Christmas together”
Image in the Mirror on the Wall
I’m the Image in the mirror on the wall,insecurities rise then peaks! before the fall.Struggling to see a face in that fading lightmy mental disorders in this disgruntle fight. Gray-black shadows consume my tiny little rooma dirty little mirror reveals the darkness that looms.Every sound concedes to a bed wetting child in fearit’s clear! inContinueContinue reading “Image in the Mirror on the Wall”
Tormenting Times Victimizing Minds
The tic tock of the clock the unknowns that social media will unlock, deprived of the correct amount of likes, the dopamine when viral content takes flight. A selfie never taken just for death, there was a slight miss-step now there’s nothing left. The comment section so full of praise, still the lack of realContinueContinue reading “Tormenting Times Victimizing Minds”
I Had Thought! On Second Thought
The future is dark deception shines its light Life! unsure of what it’s really all about while it promotes self-doubt. Shaken by the saturation of the social media craze, the numbing of the mind by this momentary faze. Death and destruction when perverts care for nothing, descending depression with the blues, every time you watchContinueContinue reading “I Had Thought! On Second Thought”
Heed this Tip You Will Be Tripped
Fear not the turbulence when the ill wind’s blow, It categorizes the chronological will in life’s ebb and flow. Within these woeful accounts willful hearts will confirm all doubts, despite the naked truths being volleyed about. The serpent’s kiss you’ll never hear a hissing tongue that concedes to none, will even bite for fun. You’llContinueContinue reading “Heed this Tip You Will Be Tripped”
The Fear in Will Smith’s Falling Tear
What You Do is Who You Are The depth of distortion is diffused, when explosive emotions are confused. The blush of hue in auburn lights, the steel of will in those forbidden nights. Elements in reflection alter your selection, a turquoise tinge coming from rejection, stimulating the saturation of exasperation! that’s pain’s elevations. Soft voicesContinueContinue reading “The Fear in Will Smith’s Falling Tear”
Love! Life! and The Ex-Wife
The bitter will blame feeling belittled! berated and defamedthe cynical always pessimistic! when ridiculed then conflicted.She must be deranged, I am drained, her dismay my disdainshe’s disconnected, feeling disrespected I’m being neglected. A Debby downs of despair, killing the spirit in damn! if the Devilmay care, her aggravation! my recommendation is repudiation.Her manifestations those misadventuresContinueContinue reading “Love! Life! and The Ex-Wife”
The Hummingbird’s Wings Sing
Beating Hummingbird’s wings flutter! these forest feathered feedingsongbirds hover, hurriedly building a nest before becoming a mother.Furious flapping fluff fighting for that flower, it’s dainty alluring dartingpower, their pint size often ruby reddish! with such a sugary fetish. Dangling before the dips that agility in the dive, frenzy fighting andfeeding will be quick! first toContinueContinue reading “The Hummingbird’s Wings Sing”
A Life of Haste and Waste
Opportunity Won’t Knock on Your Door That barren anguish mixing with the rubbish in your lifebroken dreams when your distortions become extreme.When the egotistical are euphoric, then wisdom tells usjust to ignore it, still the foolishness of fools exploring it. Those addicted will not be empathetic if they are artisticusually, antagonistic! the simple minded andContinueContinue reading “A Life of Haste and Waste”
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