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Verum quaerimus, studiose poetica in hoc situ
Ubi autem poetas
Ubi est artificiose conscripto
Copyright December 1 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
thus far two guilty pleas
two Trump insiders on house arrest
too many ******* lies too much Republican *******
it's coming down Donald
and though you were not a true
American, I question the birthright of every
alt-right bible thumping
prejudiced mother -******* white dude
who took my nation, stick a pin in your bubble
you are done prejudice is gonna be over, thank you Donald
for how this is gonna work out!
KIDZ! DON'T TRY
THIS AT HOME! NOTHING
IS WORTH LOSING YOUR
LIFE OVER!

Three reasons to live.
Three good ones to die.
Shall I throw 'em in a hat
And draw the first I try?

Shall I act on impulse
Once the drawing's done?
If I choose the
Skull 'n crossbones
Will I fire the loaded gun?

If I pick the black stone
There's no two ways
To view it.
I've got to carry on with it!
Then I'll have to *
DO IT!*

So here I go. I've got the lots.
As I have amassed 'em.
It's up to God to
Make the choice.
I will let *Him
cast 'em.

Uh, oh. Drew out
The white stone.
The gig is up. I give.
This game's no fun.
I've been undone.

I guess I'll have to live.
*really, Really, REALLY
mad at God.*

*But I'm not going to **** myself, so don't worry. I'm just sick of life. It *****.*


*The above with the Asteriisks is not going to be taken down. It is how I felt at the time. At 8 p.m. I was going through the darkest night of the soul. I had run out of options. Literally. I didn't want to put up another writing, because I wanted to stay off site. But doing that writing worked out something in me. No. I did not drink or use. I faced the pain. I did not run. I wrestled with God, and He finally won. He always does. He's putting me through the fire for a reason. I really don't understand what that is yet, but there must be something good for the devil to be fighting this strongly! So I'm just hanging on. And I will have joy!

If anyone is going through real hardship like I was, just know that better days are ahead. Wrestle with God. He wants us to lay our fiercest anger at the altar. He's got big shoulders, and he can handle it. But don't die! That's like cutting your nose off to spite your face... And the end of that is more terrible than you could possibly imagine! Trust God! He will never disappoint, nor let you down. If you don't know how to accept him, go to a good bible-believing church and ask one of the elders for help. Your new life may have begun!

I'm alright. Just goin off site for a while. Be blessed everyone! Have a very merry Christmas!
Here is a plant that could cut your thumb
From a strange frond does it become
With its pieces cut fresh
It can disolve your flesh
We'll give it to you as a sign of welcome
I suspect the custom grew out of a misunderstood backhanded insult.
You can twist
My heartstrings
In a somersault display
Spiral through my being
Fill me with your rays

You can flood my soul
Hold me in your beam
I am but a shooting star
In your gravity
.....
Traveler Tim
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