Archive for July 21, 2012

Now I’m broken

Did you want to see me broken?

Did you want to see me broken
And fall to the floor
Did you want to see the pieces
And recognise me no more
Should I be swept aside and
From you all my pieces hide
No longer able to see
That wholeness that used to
Be me
Did you want to see me broken
For I am and now I’m free

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I am a Reflection of You

Did not my mother bless me
With life given from the heart
Did she not hold my hand at
Times when I strayed apart
From true meaning and my
Wicked ways I did screening
From her sight knowing full
Well those things she told me
Were right
Did not my mother bless me
And tell me everything would
Be alright as lost in that darkness
I struggled to see the light of
The coming morning listening
To her echoes while Satan
Stood there scorning the solidity
Of her faith
Did not my mother bless me
When she said to the self be
True for we can hide from all
Others but in the end god says
I knew you were mine
Did not my mother bless me
My son I pass this blessing
Now on to you to hold no
Fear within your heart to accept
Your mistakes and move on
From that path of distraction
For there is little satisfaction
From those things not of the
Hearts inclination
Did not my mother bless me

Crash an burn crash an burn
Tell of the lessons learned when
Wings are scorched and body
Burned in an eternal fire of
Damnation and no physical
Payment or restoration as an end
To the creation seems to be
The only thing we’ve earned
How loving of thee my fathers
To leave such hypocrisy as
To listen but not hear see
But do not touch touch but
Do not taste here’s religion
In ya face do as I say and
Let me get away with my
Inadequacy for I’m not perfect
You see but more than willing
To lecture thee on the rights
And wrongs of life for I have
No need of wife when your
Children will be playthings
Just for me do you not see
The devil has new meaning
When churches turn blind
Eye to screaming and compromise
Politically with all the nations
For they care not for creation
But merely what the eye
And hand can see
Crash an burn crash an burn

Is there something history
Did not tell me about who
My real friends be and where
The hidden enemy does hide
Is it not within the Walls
Of seclusion and deep between
Layers of pride and prejudice
Ruling in confusion of the
Is there something history
Did not show me as men
Were sold with pony’s and
Women stripped with nothing
Left to hide but their sanity
Deep behind the pain shown
In their eyes reflecting pure
Reality and how they were
Is there something history
Has not taught for all education
Is thwart with notions of
The other and the lies of
The nations in battles of
Creation and who was won
And whom compromised
Is there something history
Has shown that despite
Our advancement how
Little we have grown
When people are still
Hungry and so many
Without a home and
All this we sanctify

I’m going to walk a
Mountain hoping I’ll
Stop counting my steps
By the time i reach
The top and have no
Consideration of next
Thing in line to do
I’m going to walk a
Mountain hoping I’ll
Be sitting by some
Fountain as it seeps
Up from the earth
I’ll take part in it’s
Freshness and really
Try hard not to curse
The demise of nature
All about our eyes
For not even water
Is free for you and
Me then maybe I’ll
Climb on up and sit
Upon the cusp of it’s
Highest peek looking
And hoping to meet
My maker but I’ll take
Pen and paper knowing
I’ll be inspired with
That desire to express
What I do see
I’m going to walk a
Mountain hoping I’ll
Find a place to be it
Would be so lovely
If you could come with
Me but always and
Forever your life is
To busy chasing shadows
Instead of reading meadows
And their tale of history

Run free run free
Oh devils children
With me let us
Confound them
With mystery
Hide it deep in
History so that
None are able
To see the destiny
And ultimate
Inevitability that
Awaits the we
Run free run free

What your not my friend
No more was it something
You did or saw was it
Something I said or should
Have done instead or should
I have asked for more
What your not my friend
Now should I pretend that
I never knew you should
I now open my heart and
Take out that part that
Always reassured you that
I would be there until the
End that on me you could
Depend and no matter what
Others do say I’ll be here
For you every day now
Your yelling at me about
How unhappy you are
What your not my friend
So I’ll cover that scar with
No memory I’ll try and
Forget your the same as
Me and concentrate instead
That we all make mistakes
Even if only in our heads
And when the time does
Come you know I’ll be the
One to still hold your hand
And forever help you stand
For you will be always my

I’m not asking for nothing
Just to hold your hand for
A little while maybe to
Beside me stand and ease
My insecurities upbuild my
Capabilities of standing on
Mine own two feet to try
And meet the coming of a
Dawn that holds no comfort
Or prospect of the warmth
Of companionship with one
As tender without scorn as
I see you in my eyes
I’m not asking for nothing
Just the chance to leave behind
Those inequalities compounded
By the lies of living without
The heart for giving in to our
Better sides

If only I knew that those
Things I do others would
Try to follow would I have
Been more precise would I
Have avoided vice would
My pride I learn to swallow
If only I knew that those
Things that I missed would
Not come again tomorrow
I would have gone out of
My way to maybe say that
Which can heal the sorrow
Of a broken heart or perhaps
Depart from someone going
My way
If only I knew all those
Things that I know now I’m
Sure I would have managed
To save somehow your leaving

I did not recognise the
Face at first although
There was something
Familiar that had me
Fixed wanting to know
What it was I saw in
Was it the angle from
Which I did not see into
The eyes smiling or so
I thought although from
A distance they did look
Cold almost perching to
The bones marrow and
Beyond nothing could be
Hidden from such an
Intrusive or dismissive
I did not recognise the
Walk at first it struck
Me as being rather cocky
Almost brazen in it’s
Confidence and surety
Then it struck me how
Confident this other
Appeared to be looking
Closely it seemed as if
The whole persona was
Smiling and that made
Me afraid for it made
Me self conscious as this
Is how I’m told I’m perceived

We have never had so many old or young people alive at the same time societies are changing or falling from this burden we have reached that point where all is questionable and change remains inevitable…!

How hard it must be to be a child no room for love or going wild for parents are showing their own style of wanting to impress ;s in the time it takes to take that picture you could have hugged and said your the best ;s not everything is meant for sharing unless you never really loved and are looking only to impress those that you think are looking your way…!

I love talking to peeps about religion and the bible in particular… and those that know the bible very well and are able to quote chapter and verse are, in my opinion, empty hearted and living a fallacy in the extreme. Repetitive reading reinforces knowledge and thus they read and read and read until their only response is to regurgitate that which they pass as knowledge faith and understanding. But the truth be that they are empty confused and convinced by self and or others that it is the truth, but they lack the ability to take any of the bibles notions out of context and apply them to life. And thus they portray this I am holy crap till it makes me want to puke. I don’t know the bible but I know my own heart and it’s inclination. Such peeps should practice what they preach. God did not put man on the earth to take two jobs so he can buy that new car house tv or whatever. If you was working to put food on the table you’d be a bloody farmer, you wouldn’t need two home’s or three holidays a year to de-stress your ass you’d be elated with just the knowledge of god and self. Mans manipulation of the truth is consistent with no wavering for its purpose is nothing other than the control of man. I have not come across a religion as of yet that is not compromised by this system of things. It is often justified by those parts of the bible like give unto Cesar but the truth is you are being told and programmed to do as your told by the rulers of this system and this world as it stands is not in the hands of god for it was given unto the devil until such a time as god see’s fit to take back control. So me personally would take on any government or its representative for I know where they get their authority from and it’s not Jah… I say ban all religion burn down the churches and give the money to the poor elderly and orphans and that would be it done an end to poverty and the like for none are as rich as those that control the strings of secular religion and it’s associate supports within the political sphere.

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