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Torn canvases in an empty room
The pain inside this tomb
Soul shattered by crowd that booms
Shouting your weaknesses across streets so dense
You question yourself over and over inside your doom
To rise above your depleted strength and sense
To be transformed despite your glaring faults
When you can’t see any value in yourself, hearing taunts
When you can’t find any meaning in your life, only broken molds

Remember You Are PRICELESS, to the One who crossed all strife
He sacrificed all, your worth cannot be measured but grown
In Jesus Love, you are the shining beacon
In this engulfing haze, you are the lighthouse that glows

Rise above the screaming crowd
Rise above on angelic wings with the heavenly crown
Your victory is HERE, because He carries you
You are irreplaceable to God who loves you
Your life is a light to this world, free your mind from dark sounds
When the light is dim, and shadows surrounds
Open yourself, in His Healing power be Transformed

Rise above all the suffocating darkness, the noise
Hear His Voice when he tells you
He died and rose to show, You ARE VICTORIOUS
Your Hope is here, the brokenness He transforms
Let HIS light shine, to disperse the dark phantoms
Jesus’ Power and Glory is here for you in the storms.
Know in every moment, YOU are PRICELESS

At the end of the night
It’s just you and I
My cold indifference grew stronger
If only your touch made me feel alright
We’re seemingly islands apart
If only we were running down the terminal
To catch the last flight
Destination unknown…
Can’t wait until morning
I’ll drift off to sleep and forget
Wake and feel nothing at all
But these numb feelings can’t be held to the fire
You’re all I got and my true hearts desire.
I’m not letting you go….
So everything I have… I’ll bare
Dancing away all regret and fear
This night might be mundane
But It’s all we got
We might be ordinary
But together we spark
Tonight is however we want
Tonight, together, forever your flame
This night was agonizing
Until we floated away….

© Crystal Topaz / 2021

America preaches world should follow their lead
people worldwide beseech our 'freedom' indeed
Our forefathers Constitution was brilliantly done
"We The People" defines Nation of one

Fallacious was 'Equality' and 'Justice for All'
in no country could that ever befall
Dreams of a free society came true
every freedom gov't often denies you

Americas' forced poverty behind rife despair
leaders HATE having to pretend to care
"God Bless America"...last words politicians say
they covet only power and prestige everyday

Please tone down the America's so Great
political correctness a disease born from hate
America deemed the melting pot of Earth
this reality has diminished American citizens worth

Mass diversity bound to bring about unrest
imbecilic ideology behind massive failed test
Patriots will mend Lady Americas' heart
A 'United States' divided inevitable from start

The day was gloomy from the start
Mirroring my empty broken heart

Tendrils of agony twisted and clawed
Underneath the deep gray bitter fog

It seemed like it was only yesterday
That everything was mere child’s play

And as raindrops fell in sharp staccato rhythms
Again I yearned for sounds of familiar drums

Only hearing tinted silence in a doleful refrain
Shutting out the melancholy of incessant pain

Regret beset my mind in density of a copse
Isolated within the twilight clatter of raindrops

© Jade Anjoun

Silent shadows
running thru the fields,
Silence clouds passing
all-day

Silent moonlight
bounces thru the trees,
Silence two-steps across
the lake

Yet
when my heart
is with you Lord
its shield breaks
oh Lord how it breaks
in the most tender way.

Silent snowflake
falling like a ghost
Silence swings low
thru the gate

Silent stones
gather no thoughts,
Silence gives my
heart away.

Don't judge the picture. lol

north of the border
south of the sun
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

skin to skin baby
with the dealing done
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

your lips are cold now
now the morning come
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

end of the highway
where your spirit sprung
wouldn't give our love
more than five to one

Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town
Counting on the peace that they bring with their gentle sound
Walking on the sidewalk by the street heaven can be found
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town

The clouds up above cover that little town with love so graciously
Bright colored leaves dancing in the breeze of fall as they fall around me
The town clock doesn't work it's always stays on three
Counting on the church bell to ring in that little town and give hope for eternity

And when it's raining I won't be complaining and the reason why
When I'm in my car and go passing by
I roll my window down
Counting on the church bells to ring in that little town

Whatever created humans made THE indefensible mistake
inexplicable inhumanity strongly suggest hope's at stake
Many compassionate people indubitably epitomize good
propensity for evil reason humanity should've never stood

Under ruthless Dictators millions throughout history died
1st Commandment should've been prohibition of Genocide
Still today Slaughterer's of human life avoid paying a price
torturing the demonic leaders would actually be too nice

Why aren't these savages forcibly removed from there thrown
what does it say about a humane race allowing horrors known
Unjust human suffering keeps my heart and soul dripping tears
'Wrong' has taken the place of 'Right' throughout my years

This unfair, loathsome life I wish was indicative of worth
from my demoralized soul "I utterly detest mankind's birth"

At Religion University pupils become Story Tellers
one method of preaching requires aggressive yellers
Confession and Hail Mary's define Catholicism
I'd surmise every religion engages in fanaticism

Bible Thumpers put their own spin on what's meant
the holiest advocates sexually abuse the innocent
I am unable to trust in something inconceivable
putting faith in a puzzling book defies reasonable

Always articulated "if you don't tithe you'll go to hell"
reward for indigence is suffering after death as well
Ministering it seems is more about personal treasure
tax exemption born more churches than census can measure

Not one can definitively say an Almighty is true
or knows what happens when life is through
I get why humans need to believe in a heavenly place
after death hopefully perpetual bliss awaits human race