take steps and surge
pray for awhile for purge
I probably did some things others couldn’t.
They probably can say the same thing too.
Let us undo…
Reactions of bitterness done,
With thoughts to still carry through!
When I evaluate someone…
Help me stop judging them by looks,
And by what they have or have not done!
Help us all go through that same process.
And lift our minds…
To a higher consciousness!
I don’t profess to be better than my brothers.
Or look down on my sisters…
As if they are less than others!
I want good health…
And the wealth of satisfaction.
All this senseless negativity,
Has been too long the attraction!
Affirmations dismissing limits.
Remove those limits from us this minute!
Help us all find ways to cheer…
The reasons why You have us here,
On this Earth!
And make that clear…
Dear Father!
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About you being stressed
Distressed, depressed…
Or suppressed with anxieties,
Addressed in stale oppressions.
You confess you detest.
What’s next?
On this merry-go-round…
You have found a comforting rest.
Is ‘this’ your ‘best’?
I am no longer available,
To share ‘that’ with you!
Not at this hour.
Not in these times.
Not after what you and I have been through!
To spin in circles just to prove…
I can get dizzy in one spot?
And stagger around unable to move?
I have found my own happiness.
And those ‘keys’ to my success.
If that is the kind of conversation you wish to have…
Then I am open to express,
Why we both should be thankful to be so blessed.
Fussin’ and cussin’ is not on my agenda.
Nor is defeat or limitation speeches…
To feed into my consciousness.
IF you have a problem with ‘that’ or with me…
I will not stop you at all ‘if’ should turn your back,
To leave!
Be my guest!
You will be received…
In that crab barrel protesting like the rest!
I am only looking for good investments,
For my peace of mind that has been tested.
And whether or not this is understood…
You will not find me sitting on my behind,
To prove to you I can suffer…
Better than you ever could.
Or anyone in the neighborhood.
Should I mope in despair?
Declare to the world I’ve been ignored?
Should I pout when opportunity knocks?
Because I don’t like who or what I see…
When I ‘peek’ through that door?
I think not!
Not on my ‘watch’!
Will I let that go unexplored.
You want to splurge on complaints?
And put restraints on your ambitions?
You want to make your life miserable…
And focus on your condition?
You want to moan and groan about you being ‘PO’?
And identify yourself with others like that you know?
That’s okay!
I’m not going to tell you don’t do it that way!
I am setting up additions to my revised portfolio!
And folks like you who continue to review losses…
Are being removed from the stock the blocks,
My goodwill and the path my journey shows.
And what I feel is mine to be returned?
I’ve been taught some lessons I have learned…
And I’ve begun mending bridges I once had burned.
I sense my steps you wish to stop!
And I have to let you go!
My portfolio can not hold onto that nonsense.
I want more than trapping BS,
In my life to adventure and show!
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Listen up.
Nothing…
Is going to return back to where it was.
Nothing…
Is going to be reset to a time,
When you found your life
Without direction, purpose or meaning.
You lived to feed a greed you fed!
That was it!
But ‘nothing’ is going to return,
For those days to be revisited!
It does not matter who wins to sit in what seat,
In what colored house!
And ‘where’ that house is located.
Look!
Here is the real deal.
Listen up.
Nothing…
Is going to return back to where it was.
Nothing…
Is going to be reset to a time,
When you found your life
Without direction, purpose or meaning.
You lived to feed a greed you fed!
That was it!
But ‘nothing’ is going to return,
For those days to be revisited!
It does not matter who wins to sit in what seat,
In what colored house!
And ‘where’ that house is located.
You got that?
That’s called a reality check.
Forget what happened yesterday.
You are about to embark on a journey,
You will remember…
As the one that opened your eyes!
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I AM a writer.
It is much more than liking it!
I AM it!
I AM this creative being.
I was born this way.
You know how some folks,
Can’t make up their minds from time to time?
I don’t understand that.
I don’t have that problem.
The problem I’m confronted with,
Are those who believe I seek their approval…
Or acceptance.
Or ‘tolerance’ for my behavior.
And it has taken me years to convince them…
Even ‘if’ they did not exist,
I’d still be doing ‘this’!
Or finding time to compose, act or direct.
Sing or dance or just sit to reflect.
Or write my opinions to submit in response…
To some nonsense I’ve read in a local newspaper,
Feeding BS to dead heads.
To inject their community hostilities.
That ‘game is played all over the place!
This ‘business’ about fitting ‘in’ to please…
Has never comforted me personally,
Or my needs, desires or wishes I dream.
I’m not focused into who did what to who…
And got mad as hell!
I thought eyes were meant to roll,
Until my mother said to me…
‘Boy, you better stop rolling your eyes at me.
Before I pop ’em right out of your head!
AND look at me when I’m talking to you.’
My mom had a way of getting my sisters and I
To listen to her!
It was quite a different intimidation than my father’s.
He would just fix his eyes on me and not move them,
At all.
Not even blink for minutes.
Or say a word.
He was ‘extremely’ convincing.
Look…
For the record!
I AM a writer.
It is much more than liking it!
I AM it!
I AM this creative being.
I was born this way.
My identity is intact!
And I thank God for that.
Because the ‘normalcy’ of ‘your’ world…
Leaves much to be questioned and debated,
For the reality of it that is ‘suppose’ to reflect truth.
Very little of that is expressed!
You ‘feelin’ me?
I AM a process of evolution.
A creative aspect of life.
Just like all of nature should be.
I am about growth and change.
And none of that I am asking for
From anyone’s pocket to spare.
Or decide I qualify to be who I AM.
I don’t play that!
It is not a condition of my mission.
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When did you begin,
To acknowledge that fact?
When did you begin,
To focus your sights on that?
If things are seen as whacked.
And way off track.
It is what it is!
Perhaps for you,
All of this has been a quiz!
You just didn’t want to see it,
As it is.
You wished to see it,
As an affliction affecting…
Others you were taught to detest.
Now that ‘mess’ you ignored…
Has come to lay upon your own doorstep,
To comfortably rest.
Look…
It is what it is!
When did you begin,
To acknowledge that fact?
When did you begin,
To believe your ideals were being attacked?
Now you find yourself sleeping with a weapon.
Feeling safe and secured.
Keeping sure you are protected…
In a neighborhood free of enemies.
Enduring agonies.
Knowing you can not trust who lives next door!
Who’s life are you living?
And what is your life lived for?
When you just might kill yourself…
To escape from your own safety zone!
Freed of the thought of foreclosure.
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Isn’t!
What is,
Moves ahead.
And those minds left in pieces,
Will stay that way.
Just like the clean sweep of trash…
A renewal has taken place.
And anyone not believing it,
Will.
Believe.
When they have been replaced.
Whether they yell or scream,
To throw tantrums…
And demand their rights!
Until they’ve become blue in the face.
A door has closed.
To lock and box them in!
An exclusive effectiveness,
Kept in all of its isolated splendor…
Has been erased.
And this fact is driving them ‘Mad’!
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Down,
Then
Think, mind; how great!
This form, technique.
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Wait
Act
For well future
When you do seek.
About
RARe Stanza:
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6 Lines Poem ─
Syllables Meter: 1-1-1-1-4-4
Rhyme Scheme: aabbca; ababca; aaaaba.
RARe Stanza refers Right Angle Reza Stanza.
Geometric Theoretical Explanation of ‘RARe Stanza’
The 1st 4 (1-1-1-1) lines stand on the last 2 (4-4) lines,
At the joining point, line No.4 and 5 there the 90º angle is generated;
The 90º angle is known as Right Angle in Geometry.
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