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A promise is…..
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A promise
Rain bows but does not break
Unless of course one tries to challenge
Influence over a saturated state
Made appreciated the status know how
Still contention weighs then hangs
Slightly above those grounds
Into some powdery filth called comfort
Still taking whiffs of the same structure
Mixed with iodine written like Italian ink torture
That’s where one imagines themselves
Inferior to another universal man
Who after leaving the most magnificent fingerprints
Ever to land
Among these leaves
Promptly passes from grain to sand
Falling southerly through
Glass that could not withstand
The deluge of falsities
Proclaim: You shall be the uniqueness of hue
Managing to lift ones passions from the
Table holding the silver platter
Above the heading
Directly into the mystery
Well laid.
Tasty
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Pictorial excursion into what separates
Finding before I knew to be found
singing despite the inability of sound
regardless we are to start from where we are
filthy as the bridge may stain
His heart for unity remains
follow the torch that burns the names
none higher
than the insatiable desire to fly higher in spite of the persecuting fires
we all shall become full of potential
in the process create the means by which we all shall one day live
Giving, given, gave made all of the difference to those
seeking to stave off the curse
yeat and still we reject the hearse moving slowly up and down State
and declare Life! over
and through the rustiest of gates
soon to be flung apart while watching His glory enter
unhindered
Lead the way
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ice the knees of a nation needs
a temperature drop kindly
boiling the cooked modes of a plot
agreement paves the way for manipulation
and earthquakes pave the loss of honorable mention
hugs collected in bowls and sold
for next to nothing
right next to it and as a matter of fact
more expensive than the cost of a quiet
quilt held by the stars
no cosmos bar the entry of all that was
meant to be
as we search for signs some search for the
materials that are to be found
grooves that time the revolution
soothes that sound as if the world had exploded
not into a snack caramel coated
but a steaming pile of restoration
beholden
Luster never lost
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He has graced us with his presence
Capturing those lost in reverence
Creating culture at every turn
Breaking from the blessings that have to be
Earned
Stretching the hands of wisdom
Calling out to the viewers who’ll Love them
How could the mighty ever fall for they were tested by
Giants and walls alike
Hell-bent on destruction
Eating bravery for breakfast or maybe at a luncheon
Punched into the shift and would not
Leave until the shift happened
For the atmosphere is rich with
Muddied waters made clear and the anticipation
Of a promise
For our lives are but rainbows full of the vibrancy
Of the many keys of life all
Crescendo in gallant waves
Undulating the terms of the hostile takeover:
Love has come in a purpose and sung us sober, be
Awakened to the Lucid dream called
His kingdom a reality.
What I hope to know before the closing of my window.
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Soon I’ll understand all of the above,
later I’ll write it down
thoroughly convinced,
it’s
all
about
intentional ascent.
co-relative
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Nice vice twice tested
thrice bested by messed
with affected fates
in actuality the art takes
making abreast the love
that cannot be mistaken
breaking the hands of misery
after all for the feet shall not
walk all over me
for I claim JOY as my inheritance
inherently my soul has the
ability to dance
then escape the gloom trying to
attach itself since noon,
but I’ve since known all
plays shown and hands folded
calmly bowing out
of quotas once quoted
it shall come, what you ask
a kingdom so bright
it shames the sun…
caution said to the wind:
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Why are you always so free?
Just meandering from the land to sea
making flowers stir, grass tickle and fickle humans
giggle
after all that’s what it’s all about right?
caution wrinkled his nose and spouted:
more opponents of your way have risen as of late
play and recess always on display
rationality is nowhere in your scope what you
do cannot last where structure is left behind
wind just laughed and danced all of the time
convinced the way they were made is not in direct
opposition for caution yearns for the
freedom that will always be
for caution is even suspicious of be because
I bend trees and tear towns apart when I get really excited
but we will all experience this soon
caution mused: I’ll jump out of the boat when
that happens
so
hear.
color of revelation
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“The best we could all become pales in comparison to who we are”-Me
How can one know what
they really do not?
I approach this without fear that the question will not stop
Can passion be taught?
Imparted?
Or are we doomed to look for what cannot be had
specifically, a heart we were not born with
To have a fire under ones person,
determined to not let days pass endlessly
without positive impact from our gifts
could this be the essence of futility?
Go all in and become all you were meant to win
stay close to the vision over your life
like dolls distract
grace interacts
tradition contracts
love stacks.
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