Its a hate or love world that center divides us
ritualizes custom than snakes you by the other
the Triune God in whom I believe
harnesses the stone and refines the truth
I am breaking like a multi vessel streaming to the ground
the blood in my hands traveling thru the crevasses on down
into the river of sorrow
broken by the sword
of the painful truth he spoke
and the reaction he ignored
plunge me to death a life of another
of those who cause me pain over and over
I no longer exist
I take the hemlock gladly
Dr. Kervorkian supplied my ad on google
covet my death
remove my life
unloosen the chains
that bring me strife
The Clash of Civilization by Samuel Huntington shall determine the Ultimate Conflict of the Armageddon Age where man will sort out his conflicting perceptions of the world. As I struggle in my own interpersonal conflicts, I will reveal the path to showing others that our ways should reflect Gods ways, our life is temporal and our actions should be for the collective good.
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
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Friday, October 29, 2010
Friday, June 19, 2009
Raging against the light
I am raging against the darkness and light
fighting time fighting structure
interuupting intervals
creating excitement between the mundane fortresses of my journey
pushing aside practicality for totality
I have had conflict in my life recently.
Unbelievers, doubtful family members
splintered gene pools
lost ideals
recessive role models
and yet better people have come to bat
Wendy, Andrew, Julie and Teresa
people who generate life and not destroy it
while...my brother sits at a pre paid campsite
and codes that as his destiny
never wondering what else he could be
and he sucks at conciliator
he's no Barack Obama
he's a pre emptive Bush mute
unable to verbalize his inner warfare
his battle plan
or even define his enemy.
He is too simple to even examine.
Take another swing and you may get one out of the park
as they say in Spanish
lerdo
fighting time fighting structure
interuupting intervals
creating excitement between the mundane fortresses of my journey
pushing aside practicality for totality
I have had conflict in my life recently.
Unbelievers, doubtful family members
splintered gene pools
lost ideals
recessive role models
and yet better people have come to bat
Wendy, Andrew, Julie and Teresa
people who generate life and not destroy it
while...my brother sits at a pre paid campsite
and codes that as his destiny
never wondering what else he could be
and he sucks at conciliator
he's no Barack Obama
he's a pre emptive Bush mute
unable to verbalize his inner warfare
his battle plan
or even define his enemy.
He is too simple to even examine.
Take another swing and you may get one out of the park
as they say in Spanish
lerdo
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Brent,
childhood,
Heather,
immediate family,
Steve
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