Chasity Moreno
Chasity Moreno
Aug 11, 2013

what does it mean
to do what you're told

follow the rules
and fill the mold

is there freedom
is there a choice

Barton D Smock
Barton D Smock
Aug 14, 2012      Aug 15, 2012

my son says
he is as sick
as a whale
and I take him
at his word
but ask
has he swallowed
he should not have
and my son says
he was told
to swallow a pill
by a small woman
who pointed
to a smaller man    
     who got to the pill

Come here girl, you know there’s no point
in skulking.  This is what you deserve.  You know
I’m not responsible.  It’s not my fault
you can’t cook right.  Don’t hate me
for my sense of duty.  
                    You’re so frail;
even that chicken-wire crosshatched skeleton
can’t hold you up.  Get my newspaper.
                    There’s  simply no point in weeping.

Part I

I see the sky,
The goodness hides;
The low tree tempts my wandering eyes.

Elizabeth Thorn
Elizabeth Thorn
Mar 17, 2013

Those who are the most compliant
Are most often
The ones with the strongest defiance
Lying beneath the surface

You speak of duty
Of a mission as sacred as any soldier
We must obey
Resistance is for naught

But we have reason
Though we may not have rhyme
The ability to lead
And the ability to die

It is not cruel
If it is at the hand of authority
Not if the person is
As worthy as their voiceless deeds

No strength of nature can suffice
To serve the Lord aright:
And what she has she misapplies,
For want of clearer light.

How long beneath the law I lay
In bondage and distress;
I toll'd the precept to obey,
But toil'd without success.

Then, to abstain from outward sin
Was more than I could do;
Now, if I feel its power within,
I feel I hate it too.

Then all my servile works were done
A righteousness to raise;
Now, freely chosen in the Son,
I freely choose His ways.

"What shall I do," was then the word,
"That I may worthier grow?"
"What shall I render to the Lord?"
Is my inquiry now.

To see the law by Christ fulfilled
And hear His pardoning voice,
Changes a slave into a child,
And duty into choice.

There are many times that I wish that I was not here but home.
With my Amazing, Awesome, Savior whom lives in heaven .
But I was not born on this world to do whatever that I please.
I was put on this planet to fulfill a purpose that God place in me.
As well as the rest of humanity, we were created for God's good purpose.
It is because sin and rebelliousness has a hold over our flesh.
This is why we were born to want to have everything our way.
But in the very beginning it was very different for mankind.
Adam and Eve use to walk with Christ in everything here.
So because of sin our lives have grown hard to deal with.
Because when we want to live a righteous life here on the earth.
We live a very differcuit life because our flesh wants to feel good.
But our Spirit self wants to please God in everything that we do.

maybe one day i’ll catch you
your famous smile
and a bottle
between us
the moment
we lost years ago

maybe the sun won’t
go all the way
and we can sit
suspended between

Jun 27, 2013

Aegri Somnia Vana (Latin): a sick man's dreams; hallucinations

In the country of the blind,
the one eyed men are kings
So condemn what you don't understand


It's more alluring to feed the machine


Is your life the masterpiece you dreamed of painting?

From out of the depths,
Comes Father Time to devour your /follie de grandeur
Your blissful ignorance
Your wishful thinking


It's all I can do to preserve a calm mind
Or try

But I'd rather play follow the leader

I'm plagued by my cognitive processes
It haunts me
And my inability to bring luminescence
to the infinite shadows swirling around me

Don't you know by now your essence of life
manifests in the vibrancy of your frequency?
Philosophy or logic
It's a Love > Fear dichotomy

Mundus vult decipi, ergo decipiatur:
"The world wants to be deceived, so let it be deceived"
Pieter Meyer
Pieter Meyer
2 days ago

I need less facetime
And more grace time
To break the lockjam
Of blocking flotsam
Clogging rivers of abundance
I haven't experienced since
I listened that first time
Can you make me rhyme
With you alone
Without this rosetta stone
Of sinful hieroglyphics
Blocking your messages of
I have had enough -
Take my ears
Make me listen
Unclog the built up wax
Of resistance so lax
I have paid too much tax
To earthly idols
Play your symphonies of love
Once again, and this time
I promise
That my heart will offer
No resistance.

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