He who lies the best,
Is who the Public follows.
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They say what’s convenient,
They create illusions,Sandwiched in with lies,But it’s always the people,That pay and sacrifice,In bitter conclusion,They aren’t very nice!
Sometimes,
Of life,Inspiration calls,A poem vibes,Harmonizes insideBegging, HopingTo be born!And if that blessed momentDoes occur, does arriveThe inner starsOf inspiration,Feel such a welcomedSensation,All explodes in adorationOf this fluid, ardent Art,Born, from overflowingLove,That Poets cannot hide.
We elected our Noose,
And now we’re All Kaput,Like that German marching Boot!
No matter how hard,
It’s only the Eyes,That can express.The fullness, the totality,The inexpressibility,Of what true Love can really be,No words, just looks communicate,The warm embrace, the tenderness,The feelings no words can express,The eyes translate into caress.
The hunted, cornered animal wants to survive,
Why he can’t stay alive,Or why someone wants to take away his life,With what right?Hunting is cruel,A sport that kills, is not a sport,Whether it be directed towards man or beast,Persecuted, killed being innocent,Resembles more, the Devil’s feast.
Groping in the Dark,
Looking for the Light,That does not come,Thinking about you, loveAbout all of life,That I never correctly summed up,Good and Evil, dancing in the sun,And you, gone forever,As the instants of my life,Seem to drink themselves upIn their own passing time,While the Sun once more sets,Without making a sound……