Words selected to depict,
Life…
As one sees it.
Emotions come,
To overflow
With idealistic purpose.
Unknown until the poetician shows…
A creativeness that lifts imaginations.
In prose or to rhyme…
Sometimes without reason.
So it seems.
Yet those hopes and dreams,
Are written to be shared.
To freshen the air…
With the flow of possibilities!
Upon divergent mindscapes.
To me…She never showed respect.She did what she did,And I accepted her neglect.Until I got tired of being her pet!And I let her ‘have it’!I do not have any regrets!I said what I said to her!In a way I’m sure she understood!It didn’t matter to her she was breaking my heart!And I got rid of…
With a choice to make,Wanting happiness to exist.In devoted prayer,Giving thanks to those who have passed on.Releasing oneself from past mistakes one makes…And in acceptance of what can not be changed,Leaving alone what now has gone!
The suppressed have always felt…They could not deal with it at all.They were used to peddle issues to confuse,Suckered suburbanites believing their lifestyles excite.Keeping this cat and mouse game teased…While thieves in suits ran off with the cheese!None of it makes sense.And that is the intention.Slums are created for ghetto-ites…To endorse services for the poor…
Need not concern themselves…As to when to expect rescue!
Something suitable…Like a picnic surprise.Would you like bitterness?With a touch of laughter and suspense?Dipped and twisted?What about high drama?I’ll be more than glad…To dispense with it!How about something silly?Like seeing hip-hop,Performed by hillbillies?Or a rap ‘chilled’ by preachers…When a congregation is in prayer on their knees?Ready to scream as if from bleachers,When that preacher gives…
And will travel near and far…To gather others of like mindsWho are convinced,Stinking is the only way to obtain a following!Leaving paths that are destined to be remembered.
