Sabotage
Sabotage
It came from out
Of somewhere...
A place deep within
You, never let you
Settle in with the thought
Of us being close friends
Every laugh, every tear,
Every wrinkled brow, every smile
Never fully developed, always stopped Before it matured
Because you never felt
The authenticity of any of it
How can I realistically
Have a rapport with you
This affinity is bogus
What bond?...
Friday 13th April 2018 11:52 am
Unravel
You are made up of the
Thread that He chose to
Use.
Together you are an
Accumulation of uniquely
Chosen web like frays
That when masterfully
Crafted thrusted you into
Reality.
Each piece holds on it
A core element, a necessary
Unit of personality, character, ingenuity,
Creativity, passion, desire, sympathy,
Empathy, love, kindness, humor,
And the list goes on and on.
Too many to co...
Friday 13th April 2018 11:48 am
Young Folk
They March to the beat
Of a drum we
Can't play.
They hear music in
Their souls,
The chords yet
To be struck.
They have written lyrics
On their pads, on their
Tablets, on the walls
That would move
The wonders of this
World!
And yet we want them
To conform,
To Acquiesce,
To step in our
Footsteps.
We want to tow them
Down the paths
Positioned for us!
We want them
To love like ...
Friday 6th April 2018 9:23 am
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