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Until They Are Made To Feel The Sting

The significance of anything happening,
Is more meaningful when it directly affects...
The lives of those at the onset are not interested,
Until they are made to feel the sting.

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They are all Gone into the World of Light

1 They are all gone into the world of light!
2 And I alone sit ling'ring here;
3 Their very memory is fair and bright,
4 And my sad thoughts doth clear.

5 It glows and glitters in my cloudy breast,
6 Like stars upon some gloomy grove,
7 Or those faint beams in which this hill is drest,
8 After the sun's remove.

9 I see them walking in an air of glory,
10 Whose light doth trample on my days:
11 My days, which are at best but dull and hoary,
12 Mere glimmering and decays.

13 O holy Hope! and high Humility,
14 High as the heavens above!
15 These are your walks, and you have show'd them me
16 To kindle my cold love.

17 Dear, beauteous Death! the jewel of the just,
18 Shining nowhere, but in the dark;
19 What mysteries do lie beyond thy dust
20 Could man outlook that mark!

21 He that hath found some fledg'd bird's nest, may know
22 At first sight, if the bird be flown;
23 But what fair well or grove he sings in now,
24 That is to him unknown.

25 And yet as angels in some brighter dreams
26 Call to the soul, when man doth sleep:
27 So some strange thoughts transcend our wonted themes
28 And into glory peep.

29 If a star were confin'd into a tomb,
30 Her captive flames must needs burn there;
31 But when the hand that lock'd her up, gives room,
32 She'll shine through all the sphere.

33 O Father of eternal life, and all
34 Created glories under thee!
35 Resume thy spirit from this world of thrall
36 Into true liberty.

37 Either disperse these mists, which blot and fill
38 My perspective still as they pass,
39 Or else remove me hence unto that hill,
40 Where I shall need no glass.

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Objects In The Rear View Mirror May Appear Closer Than They Are

Objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
The skies were pure and the fields were green
And the sun was brighter than its ever been
When I grew up with my best friend kenny
We were close as any brothers than you ever knew
It was always summer and the future called
We were ready for adventures and we wanted them all
And there was so much left to dream and so much time to make it real
But I can still recall the sting of all the tears when he was gone
They said he crashed and burned
I know Ill never learn why any boy should die so young
We were racing, we were soldiers of fortune
We got in trouble but we sure got around
There are times I think I see him peeling out of the dark
I think hes right behind me now and hes gaining ground
But it was long ago and it was far away, oh God it seems so very far
And if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And when the sun descended and the night arose
I heard my father cursing everyone he knows
He was dangerous and drunk and defeated
And corroded by failure and envy and hate
There were endless winters and the dreams would freeze
Nowhere to hide and no leaves on the trees
And my fathers eyes were blank as he hit me again and again and again
I know I still believe hed never let me leave, I had to run away alone
So many threats and fears, so many wasted years before my life became
My own
And though the nightmares should be over
Some of the terrors are still intact
Ill hear that ugly coarse and violent voice
And then he grabs me from behind and then he pulls me back
There was a beauty living on the edge of town
And she always put the top up and the hammer down
And she taught me everything Ill ever know
About the mystery and the muscle of love
The stars would glimmer and the moon would glow
Im in the back seat with my julie like a romeo
And the signs along the highway all said, caution! kids at play!
Those were the rights of spring and we did everything
There was salvation every night
We got our dreams reborn and our upholstery torn
But everything we tried was right
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
Ill probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now
Just like an angel rising up from a tomb
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
And objects in the rear view mirror may appear closer than they are
She used her body just like a bandage
She used my body just like a wound
Ill probably never know where she disappeared
But I can see her rising up out of the back seat now

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They Are

A son came out of me and i called him Adam,
A daughter came out of me i called her Eve,
And today they are my children!
But the bush came and covered their nakedness because of you.

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They Are Gone

You may see their eyes.
You may think there is something inside,
That occupies and thrives.
But they are gone!
The 'attic' light is off not on!
There is nothing left to say,
Or criticize how they can 'live' that way!
They are gone.
And nothing left of value can be salvaged!
Some may feel it wrong to leave them...
And grieve.
But they are gone!
Never realizing,
The reasons why they were there!
Staring without a care...
They are gone!

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In Spring groves they are to be found

Ponder the perfection that resides within reflection.
Wander is wonder. In Spring groves they are to be found.
The Good Folk, by twilight, as by the oak they dance.
Dressed for procession. They dance, oh joy, to such merry
A tune it doth make my heart wither in weeping.

As dreaming, as asleep
Within the Oak, dryads ancient joke
As outside their life is to be ended
Upon the turning of a leaf.
Within the hedgerow await the
Children Impish of the forest.
Awaiting to test those who seek to rest.

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Under The Mango Tree

i like the idea
of doing many things under the mango tree
like
watching time go by like it is a stranger
and i
am a stranger too watching time pass by
like i am so interested
with what time
can do to me

making me old
making the mango tree bloom and flower and have fruits
and they are so many
that the mango tree bends
to the ground
and time stays for a while and ripens the fruits
and make all of them
in time
fall one by one to the ground
like some kind
of withered flowers

luscious, sweet, fruits of the mango tree
falling
by the slightest passing of the wind
and then the children
come and with all joy
pick them one by one
putting what they can
under
their shirts and still rushing
to keep
and take some more

under the mango tree
all the people
are so much alike

the rushing, the taking, the joy
of always having more

and it will never stop
as i watch time slowly go by

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Do You Think 'They' Are Conscious Of It?

Why is it that some people are racists?

'For the same reason Zebras are black and white.'

But Zebras were born with their stripes.
Do you think any of them stay aware of it.
To go around making announcements,
As to which animals they dislike?

'Who knows?
Which color do you suppose they prefer? '

That probably depends,
Upon where they go...
With the getting of a needed attention.

'Do you think 'they' are conscious of it?
The others who are also different? '

Which ones?
They are all unique and different.
You mean the Elephants, the Tigers...
Lions, Hippos, Leopards?
Or the Monkeys, Chimpanzees or the Apes?
To me they all look the same.

'What about the Giraffes?
They are different than the Kangeroos.'

No.
They probably look above all of that.
And besides...
Kangeroos are not of African descent.

'Do you think they harbor resentment because of it?
Because they too are different? '

Who?
The Kangeroos?

'No...
The racists.'

Maybe that's a reason why they refer to themselves,
As the 'majority'.

'Of what? '

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Will All Eyes Suddenly Find They Are Wide Opened

Once upon a time...
Communism was a threat,
To the best of a quality of life...
Flourishing by those,
Who opposed the spread...
Of a controlled existence.

Now the ones who own the debt...
Are esteemed with high regard,
And shown respect!

Will they also say,
Those today depicted as terrorists...
To a way of life outsourced to feed the greedy,
To have people endorse their diminishing standards...
Bleeding from deceptions achieved.

Will they too be granted the dignity of an apology?
Or will those tricked,
Still adopt conflict...
As a means to express their brotherhood?
With a fellowship...
Even the founding forefathers,
Said as they battled...
One day a life lived in peace should resist,
The foolishness of conflict!

Or...
Will all eyes suddenly find they are wide opened,
In the discovery they have stood by
To cheer their own defeat!
As their resources become depleted,
By those they chose to follow...
Like sheep slaughtered to uphold false dignities,
Preached by those who leech upon their blindness.
To leave them kneeling with a hindsight deep in regret.
Controlled by their own ignorance,
And outrage.

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20th Century

Farms are burned down to the ground
and cattle slaughter just there in the fields,
while a super power forces women and children
into concentration camps to kill them there.

Railway tracks run crisscross over the country
and galloping horses and oxen pulling wagons
are replaced by roaring cars, lorries
and motorbikes
and people follow technology
as if it’s the new god.

When the stock exchange folds
people jump from the windows of buildings,
while they are out of their wits,
as if they have got wings.

Germans march past
and thousands in crowds
are giving a sigh heil salute

and in a peculiar way stay ignorant
about millions of Jews that are robbed
and killed,
as if they did not exist.

Bombers let bombs dropp like rain
on Britain and rockets
hit London almost unstoppable

and in the icy Russian winter
the Germans are reminded that they are humans
and from Stalingrad they are driven back

until the Russians claim some of Berlin
and half of Germany
as their domain
and almost every women there gets raped

and America drops the bomb on Hiroshima
and another time on Nagasaki
and their enemies are molten, burned and radiated

and after this war jets cross the skies,
rockets go to the moon
where man stands like a god.

l’Envoi
It’s the age were young boys
are shot into peaces in Vietnam, in Namibia
and Angola are sent to war,
where people loose respect for God
and try to solve everything with science,
where man becomes godly in his own eyes

and I wonder what the almighty God
thinks about this
while man is turn the earth to ruins
and are filling the cup
of the wrath of God?

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The Answers Are Too Many To Be Said

i must tell you
about this trip

do not ask about
what's next

look behind us
they already burned the bridge

look over there
the house where we
live
cannot be seen anymore

do not ask where
is next

i am not sad
there are so many reasons
for excitement

you see
we have no more of that past

it is the bridge and the house
we do not need them

you see
we have so many places to go

the mind is our own
companion
creator

and imagination is
infinite

do not ask me
where we are going

the answers are too many
to be said

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They Are Not The Kind

Am I stuck to plunge,
When I have not desired this?
They have been the wicked ones...
May I slip away and exit this ship?

I have been a servant.
Not a master of any ways.
I do what I must do then leave.
I have let them believe I am their slave.

However...
What is going on today,
Looks a bit bleak.
And under sunrays appears very grave.

There has been so many messages,
Delivered to these folks.
Everything they heard that warned...
They turned into a festival,
Backstabbed messengers...
And made them jokes to poke!

Am I stuck to plunge,
When I have not desired this?
They have been the wicked ones...
May I slip away and exit this ship?
OR...
If I may make one suggestion?
Those sitting over there,
Have the expertise...
To repair this like brand new!

They can...
And do that quick!
But, of course, I understand...
They are not the kind,
You wish to see command!
Correct?

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They Are the Ones In Total Control

Is God Republican?
Or Democrat?

'Well...
First of all,
You know we've been told
He is 'suppose' to be honest.
Perhaps He is Independent?
That's how I conceive of Him.
I'm sure He is neither.
And yet...
At the same time all of that! '

Then why do those divided,
Come together to cry to God!
Whenever they wish their needs met?
IF He is the Oneness they believe Him to be?
Praying on their knees.
And leaving their political affiliations,
At church doorsteps.
Before they go in to plead for greed,
And other desired 'necessities'.

'Think of them as addicts.
Getting their 'fix' on Sunday.
However...
They may belong to cliques.
Or some other membership.
It's a status thing.
None of it makes sense.

Tell you what...
Ask those dudes on Wall Street,
Who they believe God is.
And His political affiliation.
You will probably get a stare and no response.
They are the ones in total control of your life.
So they would like for you to believe!
And don't fool yourself.
Like so many have done and still do!

And God?
He's got major adjustments coming for everybody!
Be you a conservative right wing reformist...
Or a liberal left wing change maker of giveaways.
The days ahead are nonpartisan!
We all will be getting a taste of them,
To nourish a depleted consciousness!

You wouldn't care to make a wager, would you? '

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The Russians Are Coming

The last time I purchased gasoline,
That was from someone from the Middle East.
Literally.
He owned that gas station.
And said he had three.

The last time I wanted something to eat,
It wasn't a pizza, a burger or a hotdog.
That was Chinese.
Fried rice with pork, an egg roll
And Wanton soup.

My last car was made in Japan.
The jeans I wore had a Korean tag.
And they were baggy.
I liked the way they sagged.

The last time I visited New York City...
I walked into a building that was owned by the Germans.
I purchased a newspaper from someone who spoke French.
Most of the banks where I live are controlled by the South Africans.
And they speak with a Dutch accent!

And now you're trying to tell me, 'The Russians Are Coming!
The Russians Are Coming? '
If millions of Mexicans are living here illegally...
What is all the fuss about?
Let the Russians come!
Aren't they here already?

I'm a Black man...
And all of them roll their eyes at me.
And I can trace my family tree in this country,
Back for centuries.
And the only thing I'm qualified to do,
Is to entertain everyone!
On stages, sports or just sitting on a stoop...
When the tourists come through the neighborhood,
As if we were in a zoo!

The Indians own all of the casinos.
And where the Buffalos roam...
They wont even leave them alone!
United they want to claim we are.
But they aren't in that 'state' of mind!

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Reals Unknown: Still they are known to the heart of man

This same land that knew the footsteps of Arthur and Merlin
Shall once again know an age of chivalry
When the misunderstandings of our race shall fall into the shadow
Hiding and we shall stride as one together.

Yet many ages will pass before we sit each upon the grass
Laughing at the wars of the long lost times and mourning the
Souls of our ancestors who could not understand one another,

In this far distant future age men shall walk the earth
As the ancient masters of the past, Hermes shall be reborn
Just as the Christ child may be born again in a thousand incarnations
Dionysus shall ride the forest trail and men shall once more
Know the Gods as there fathers and knows children as the seed of the gods.

Aphrodite is worshipped through the ritual of vanity,
Hermes is worshipped through the studious and those wide known travelers,
Zeus is worshipped through the power of promise
And through respect and fear of the skies.
Poseidon is worshipped by those who still consider the sea as sacred in its power
Just as Artemis and Apollo are known through the masculinity
Of our solar power to the cycles of the blood moon waning.

Still skyclad Bacchants cheer with he roar of their gods in there tones,
Still we see ecstasy fuel the excitement of youth, just as wine
And alcohol are loved by most.

This present age knows only the loss of the names of those we worship
In our ritual yet soon there shall be men who foretell the tales of old beyond
The walls of lecture halls, children shall know the joy of Homers verse above
All they know of Biblical verse, for although holy and truly deep in truth,
The tradition of religion and its institutions hath been corrupted by the vanity
And evil of man, it would be safe to say that if ever the devil walked the earth
He did so in the name of undisputable doctrine, for this evil there is no measure,
In seeking your treasure as truth shall you find all the pleasures
Of the world available to your understanding.

Take in the land and embrace the day,
Understand the words you say and so
Shall you understand the way to the love
Of your opposite just as you may understand
The love of the Gods in every form.

Still Hades is feared as lord of the unknown realm,
Still bright eyed Athena startles with her insight of the most beautiful wisdom incarnate,
Artemis lady of the wild, child of Zeus and twin of Dionysus, fires silver arrows throughout the night whilst Hephaestus, hammer of the gods is sweltering within his forge.

Ares is worshipped most of all the men of this earth,
His power is strong yet the honor of Ares is lost to the cold slaughter of many.
Hestia is still worshiped by guarded fires and virgin purity,
Still married woman may be adorned with courage by Hera
To strive against there husbands tyranny. Pan may be found
In the countryside’s of Europe far from his native land, his beloved Arcady,
Dancing in circles with nymphs, chasing them and constantly rejected,
Yet never neglecting the love he has for all the creatures wild.

Still they are worshipped and still they are strong
Awaiting you to call upon them in all honour.
Deny not the feminine influence running within
The blood of sympathetic wisdom untold.

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The Way They Are!

love people the way they are, not the way
you want them to be.... only then can you
become what you need to be.... human!

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Bless The Children Because They Are The Light

God bless the children because they are the light of the world
And the world needs the light also
Because the world can't live all the time in the dark

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The Reason Why The Stars Are Too Many

the stars are too many
each of us shall have one
there shall be no regret
the sky is too wide
the stars glitter and each
hand must take the share
i have mine and you shall have
yours too, well, maybe,
not at the same time, but
at the right season for the
right person, soon, soon, soon.

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As If They Are Exquisite Gifts

She may not have been qualified,
To be their church organist...
For the many years she did it.

But she sure proved she was qualified,
To raise four successful kids...
In more ways than one.

And that church still sits,
Where snobs and the self righteous...
Visit as if they are exquisite gifts.

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Unless They Are In the Midst

Don't want to.
Don't have to.
And will not,
Tolerate further nonsense...
That should have long been dropped,
Removed and stopped as an issue.

There are those who can not exist,
Unless they are in the midst of conflict.
Either stirring it up or soliciting it...
As a means to promote their insecurities.
And I'm not having it!
Not around me!

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