you killed Abel,
his blood crying out
from the earth,
from every shore,
from every land…
your own brother,
and nothing silences the cry!
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I am the storm,
That follows.The branch tornFrom the tree.The trill of the birds,The nest abandoned.Tiny prints in the dirt.I am the shout,The distance andThe echo.The damp spot onThe borrowed thought.I am the horn,The axe handle,And the wagon.I am the tongueThat climbs the trellis.I am the shadowBeneath your eyes.The broken thingsThat form your lips.The taste of your dreams,And your…
the illusion of seperation
used by the fewto control the many.
the
oflosingmyself,keptmefromtheliberationoffindingmyself……for far too long!
the term ‘invade’,
be replacedwith ‘enslave’!the truth…often stinks!
the part of us
in the heated hourof our darkest night…is our heart callingout to our soul!if our ego be the disease,then it is in our naked selfthat we find the cure!we cry out to a god,so close, hidden in plain sight!beneath our sweat,and within our very breath!
every living being wants
even the tree embraces the sky,drops its leaves, as its sapruns warm…do you hate me so much?no, that would take passion.and to you i’m nothingbut a cemetary, a headstone,…a vagrant crow…a yellowed page in a bookno one takes off the shelf.moth balls and insulin,a broken cup on the floor.