And those who have plenty of them.
And IF truth is pursued…
The cloak of deception,
Will then be removed.
And those who have been tricked and fooled…
Will then be pulled,
Out of a cesspool believed envied!
Addressing a mess,
Too many have been left to defend.
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Some have chosen to waltz,
With minimal chances taken.And faking steps…Clearly undetermined.And on their terms,A reality is accepted.An expectation understood…Delays a maturity stunted.Never happening as it should.A mindset enhanced,Is not encouraged to flourish as it could.A self-centeredness in a world is viewed.This tainted nourishment is pursued.A sense of feeling grounded is subdued.Perplexing them in sheltered nests,And exposes flaws they believe…
What’s the use of tap dancing…
I thought the whole ideaWas to make as much noise as possible,When washing windows?Especially if the purpose is to attract attention,For the need of a higher pay!Unless there has been a promise made,To give everyone a pig AND a chicken…For services rendered?
Broadsided!
And we must ‘bob and weave’…Through the onslaught of what is thrown.And a lot of it…Is being thrown to hit.Not miss.Broadsided!A complete revamping comes!Some stunned will remain,Stunned!Unable to overcome,The shock that continues to shake…Many into mental breakdowns.Broadsided by an economic slide.A tide of complete change.To rise and raise dramatically…Mindsets into a higher consciousness!Those ‘fixed’ to…
There is no soul or depth.
I know you are full of yourself.And I discovered that with much regret!I respect you.But I wont let you flip a switchOn my healing!You are on the wrong page!And that chapter you kept…That read, Squeeze Every Bit Before You LeaveHas been re-written.Updated!Without a shallow part,To annoy or have me grieve!
Who are these folks?
Who attract with the biggest mouths.The ones who slid back from skid row…Who suddenly find themselves with options,They’d like to ‘think’ can be browsed.More are standing on common ground.Finding they share a rare clarity.Bums with suits and ties…Seen puking into gutters,From their tower falls to the bottom.Truth upon them has been realized.Even those they labelled…
My integrity is not for sale.
To be bargained away.No matter how high their noses rise,In polluted air…I’m breathing freedom that releases me.I am not contained within their confinement.I ‘may’ miss a meal,However…Most of that junk that’s being fed…Wouldn’t nourish me anyway!