Christmas Joy Add Death! And More

Let Christmas sing! the north star of David shining it’s light on a malicious scene, the cast iron hearts of men, a beacon for the devil’s hatred that’s now leaching in. As the world watch the horror of black immigrants in Libya cream oh Silent Night. the callous hearts of men bucking the head windsContinueContinue reading “Christmas Joy Add Death! And More”

Indomitable will With Abominable Ills

Fear! neglected heart, conflicted impulsiveness chastising an indomitable will, The currents of crude curiosity are cynical! but culpable in what is crucial to reality. Helpless! tangled in this web of deceit, restless! buoyancy in morality can’t compete Gazing your nakedness bound! by the chains of my will, accepting my fate is sealed

The Red White And Blue Is Me And You

Who hears the calls of flawed recriminations, what an eloquent declaration! people in need of equal representation. The offensive dogma in a manipulative indoctrination, fundamental fraud in adverse affiliations, convene greed’s collaborations.   Unprecedented victimization, oh patriotism’s strangulation the misinformation in propagandists debates, who decipher the hate. The platform of the pragmatist! hell I gagedContinueContinue reading “The Red White And Blue Is Me And You”

Her Will, My Might

I see the nakedness of your will, unspoken words cascading down a rutted gully, that space between shadow and light, a thief in the night. No! you speak not of needs, desperate wants leaching through eyes that bleed, you care not as I whimper, concede not when they whisper. You bind the hearts of menContinueContinue reading “Her Will, My Might”

The Pirate In Man

Heave-ho as the high winds blow, then bless it to be as the community flees for thou will be damned by the bloodthirstiness in man. Oh glorious ferocious beast ill-gotten feast, this mayhem on the mainland, better death by thy own hand. Now lashed by this lawlessness in the legacy of ruthless riches, while theContinueContinue reading “The Pirate In Man”

Fictions Face, An Intimate Taste

Would I be the figment in the folklore, oh fiery foolish fabricated fairy tale for feeble fascinations. The creative charisma in crisis cruelties, forces favors in the forgery of fiction, curse apprehension. Bizarre fallacy brews in mythical heroics, dreaded demon deeds at hand, some just call me bogeyman. Embrace allusion, even give it to theContinueContinue reading “Fictions Face, An Intimate Taste”

The Devil Is In The Details

I going to ask you this question? I’ll be tact please hold your aggression, can you ever get pass your narrow point of view, or is that offending to you. Sometimes I fail to understand the intentions of my fellow-man, with death and destruction in that news flash! why do some always ask, what’s theirContinueContinue reading “The Devil Is In The Details”