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It's a gross negligence
committed on eradication
of poverty and ignorance
to show the world
that we've reached the point
where man should be equal
and, to ignore and
breach the reasons
as to our awakening
in sharing not only the pain
but also that of our gains
standing in reluctance
for lending a hand
to the deafening resignation
of the living dead
the poor and the lowly
is the antidote of humanity
a defined line
upon which we stand and claim
can change in a matter of seconds

would we kneel and beg upon the Gods
to open our eyes and hearts
our reasons, on hold for defiance
because tomorrow
you might be on their toes
while trodding in your shoes?

have you forgotten
the signature of times
when the "have nots"
took the stage and raised their arms?
intolerance, to say the least
is an understatement
when your stomach cringe
and your mind is twisted
from the pangs of hunger

would you then submit
to their viable claim
that fate rises to their turn?
and blood of power and greed
will define the future once again
after all when it comes
to the rules of the games
number always wins
6 billion to one, and believe me
you have the least strength
to be the last standing
when the accounting is done

good luck, awareness is a virtue

It has happened again I made a vow not to allow this kinda thing but it is what it is. My love has been cast aside like so many weeds thrown from a garden.It really sucks that this thing called love made me all giddy and happy.Ha ha oh well its time to stop being sad and say another lesson learned! And hows your day going ?

By, Bess Mahoney

my special son you try everyday to understand the world by your way i know it is not Always easy for you how many times i did fight for you for a place in this crazy world how many times i need to explain strangers who u are they judging you before they know you how many times i stay on your bed to dry your tears because you dont know the world behind you damn world but remember Always i love you the way you are not how you look i dont care i hope 1 day you wil find your way in this damn crazy world son i love you

Who is he
He has my couriousity
This man who writes beautiful poetry
He's new to me
Blinding me with poetry
Leaving me feeling like I'm on a slide
Not sure if I should run or hide
Just stay and enjoy the ride
Its given me a natural high
Could he be real
Or just another heel
Is it my heart he wants to steal
Is he looking for a free meal
I'm not even sure he's for real
I wonder what's his deal

Damn the world if I'm not real.is it a dream how come I can't feel.my soul is so very still.iv never felt this ill.so am I a dream are can you even tell.damn the world if I'm not real.

The snow Is falling
The virgin land shining
Millions of diamonds fused
The cold seeping deep within you
Lost and alone In this wonderland
Then your hand Is taken
Fear Is within your brown eyes
Death's face looks upon you
The time for eternity Is come
You fall senseless upon Virgin land
You seek to stay within peaceful darkness
Yet you know this shall never be.

Now I carry you In my arms
My beloved Veronique In a swoon
I await but the opening of soft brown eyes
I need not await long
Soft brown eyes I now look upon
The recognition plain to see
Your smile lights up your face
You become my living sun once more
Your waterfall of auburn locks fall around your shoulders
The glory that Is my Veronique held In my arms
You are the winter's queen
You are the Love of my heart.

Oh my Love how my heart does play
I am home here within your arms
I look Into your brown eyes my reflection there
Your hair greying making you seem distinguished
Oh let me feel those blessed lips on mine
You smile and my world Is alive with Love
Let me down that I may walk with you
Our destination Is Heaven's height
I feel your heart beat In union with mine
Kiss me and open Heaven's gates
Now I am on my feet beside you
The scene Is set for our Love to bloom.

Before us In this wonderland the scene unfolds
A small bridge across a frozen river
Lights Imblazen the windows of a country cottage
Two Lovers, we are walking across the bridge
Before our cottage of Love we now stand
Come Into my arms my beloved
This Is where the winter heart belongs
Come now let me carry you over winter's threshold
Within the log fire does fiercely burn
It awaits for Lovers to lay before It
The heart beats with Love true as Heaven's sky
Take my hand and let us live the snow dream.

Evol

You are the wolf that
haunts my dreams.
I know your scent.
I have tasted your sweat.
I dare not scream but whisper
evol ....evol.....evol

That nightmare without end
that ends with the pain
of yet another mortal day,
knowing the beast
is running wild beneath your very soul.

Come quickly sweet slumber,
Come now my sweet evol.
The lamb awaits the deadly feast
tear me apart,
make me whole,
hurry now sweet evol.

I feel the light upon us

~SAS~

"Though the wave of words is forever
upon us, yet our depth is forever silent." ~Kahlil Gilbran

Poet, there's an artist
who works the counter
at the coffee shop
at the edge of the universe

All he draws are women
and all the women he draws
are working stages
in clubs
in varies degrees
of undress.

"You should draw windows," I tell him
"And then draw what you see
beyond the window."

Art
is a search of rooms.

Art is an inventory.

Art is pointing out the pieces,
and letting the viewer … or the reader … put together the pieces.

~

Find your place in the universe
and make a stand.

Live an honest, thoughtful life
even if those around you
don't understand.

~

Tell me
about slowness
in the night.

Tell me
about places
where poets
can think

We live
in language.

Let it rule us … even more than law.

~

I like my books
scattered
on the counter
beside my computer.

They seem
to have an order … even though there is
no order.

A book of painting

Three books on the lives of Poets

A cup of coffee … and a candle

And thoughts of undressing you
in a motel room,
and seeing your clothing
scattered
on the floor
like books
scattered
in the most beautiful library
imaginable.

~
Scattered images
for photographs

Scattered images
for scenes
in pornographic movies

Scattered images
flashing
in my mind …
Is it wrong
to harbor such intimate
images of you, poet?

(pause)

The night
holds its breath
and listens /

The night
is just a spectator /


How quickly
time passes

and how mysteriously

Where
does a moment go
after we've seen it?

Is there another universe
existing
just a moment
behind us?

Is there another universe
existing
just a moment
ahead?

~

I should close.

I will write again soon.

… I look forward
to hearing from you again

~SAS~

Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that mean anger?
If it does, then why do I feel hollow?
Pain. Does that mean suffering?
If it does, then why does it feel comforting?
Memories. Are they not images of the past?
If they are, why is there only shadows?
Smiles. Does that mean happiness?
If it does, then why does it hurt?
Life. What does it mean?
Should it mean any of these things?
If it doesn't, then why are they there?

A woman I met
when she smiles
her face
wears sunlight...

Light brown frame
walks in beauty
eyes of cloudless climes
the best of dark and bright...

Golden and lovely
like a sunset
she's the one star
I wish upon every night...

Her enticing profile
in perfect darkness
outlined by stars
adoration in my sight...