The Ship is Going down

Bow...bow... bow
To the stolen alibis
Never noticed a winking eye
Dressed to the nines
You wore a brilliant disguise
You fooled so many minds

Star board and port
Bilge water on the float
SOS is a stammering call
The ship is going down
So play the final song

Aft...aft...aft
Don't let them take it back
Black eyes like pandas
Red shoes like clowns
Blood rings connect
a circle of nine

Star board and port
Bilge water on the float
SOS is a stammering call
The ship is going down
So play the final song

If you are worried
If you are scared
Do not fear
If you're confused
If you are torn
Do not fret
You are only created by one entity
God
They cannot create, nor destroy
The beauty, the light from the beginning of time
You cannot give your soul
They cannot steal your soul
It is not yours to give
Nor theirs' to take
It belongs to God
The light
The warmth of humanity
And everything that exists
We are one

Defund the police
They are dangerous
At least we're told
Black Lives Matter
Asian Lives Matter
NOT...All lives matter!
You're a racist if you think that way
But white privilege is real
Multiple genders are real
And guns **** people
Instead of people **** people
We must blame guns
We must make white people and the police
scapegoats
We must sensor any free thought on any social media platform
Well, not any thought
Although, I won't call it free
I'll call it "indoctrination"
As long as you feed the objective
You are acceptable
Just don't think with logic, love, God or your soul

America has become infiltrated
With communists
I never believed this would happen
And so many do not care
They believe and bow to this Madness
We've become a society that cannot think with our own minds
We need guidance...No that's too nice
We are a bunch of morons that listen to people who do not care about us
They do not want us here
But yet no one looks to God or Jesus
Why? Because that's crazy...right?

But yet, Get the vaccine (is it really a vaccine)
No FDA approval, no trial run
We are the trial run
It actually messes with your DNA
Yet, no question
Millions line up to be saved
Saved by whom?
By people that do not want you to ask questions or think with logic
They only want you to think with fear

The book of revelation
We should all read it
Before they completely destroy the Bible
When I read it... it all makes sense
Everyone forgets about God
We worship something we shouldn't
Everyone is running to be saved  
By the same ones creating the chaos
They will continue to create fear and pain
Until, we completely submit to their control
They want to own us and decide for us
They want to be GOD
But their way of life is the absence of God
They are GODLESS

I wish I could tell the world
I wish I would be heard
Not only heard, but received
That my love from God would absorb into every cell
Forget what you see in the mainstream media
All of it
No matter the side
Turn it off
We're missing a much larger picture
and rightfully so
It was stolen from us
We didn't even realize
What seemed playful and fun
Innocent and relaxing
Stole our reason for being here
I'm curious what that is
What power do we hold against them
When we join together with our creator
What are they afraid of
What are they hiding
It does not have to be this way
It never did
How do we transcend
I believe Unity

You're the voice I wish I could hear
without my dreams
You're the advice I wish I could receive
Without the fuzz
You're the laughter I wish filled the room
without the distance

God,
I know we never, truly die
We only transform in the light
We glow and shine on what we left behind
I only wish
You had a phone line
So I could hear her voice one last time.

You're the vibration I need
When the devil's beneath my feet
The safety net that catches my soul
Without falling deep within Flames
And when I do
You're the  hand that reaches out
saves me from the point of no return

God,
I know we never, truly die
We only transform in the light
We glow and shine on what we left behind
I only wish
You had a phone line
So I could hear her voice one last time

I know it might be crazy, but it's an honest question.
Is Don Lemon "aka" **** BROWS, as I like to call him... transitioning to be a drag queen or what?
Ha!
I think he's committing slowing... but surely.
We may see this in the coming days, months, or Hell... let's give it years.
I'm just, not completely sure and need some affirmation...or... maybe, I just need a kind nod.
I'm not judging. I'm actually jealous!
I've worked my entire life trying to make my eyebrows look "THAT" on point.
But...God Love it! HE BLESSED ME WITH AN HUNGARIAN BLOOD LINE.
Which, made it an absolute living hell trying to keep up the constant plucking and waxing.
Everyday, a new hair!
Sometimes, sprouting in places you never expected were possible, but...
Yet, there they were lurking and haunting me in every direction.
I became exhausted and disheartened.
So sadly, I never reached his success.
Maybe, I should get reparation for this tragedy and blame, "Media Supremacy".

I know... I know it sounds far fetched, but in reality...
if we are going to call a ***** a *****.
Let's put on our poker faces and play their games.
It's a complete and absolute joke!
We are all "ONE" under GOD!!!

If the fear of death
stems from not knowing
what's on the other side
If the fear of death
Is leaving the life you have known behind
But walking in life means living in fear
We are not growing and why are we even here.

Light up the dark
Dark to the light
The phantoms in the shadows
Won't be specters anymore
The fog will rise, as the sun ignites
Those with the umbrellas
Will flood within the rain
They will plunge into their own murky waters
And surge into great depths
Cascade into frigid isolation
Until, there is only reflection
Vanity...signed and sealed with every mirror
Surrounding the walls around them
There will be nothing left,
but to see,
The destruction they have done
Light up the dark
Blind to sight

We live in powerful times
We have power to connect
We have power to heal
We have power to unite
But yet..
We are doing the exact opposite
Why...I wonder...what is at the upper hand
What do "they" want to achieve
What do "they" fear from us
When I mention " they" I mean the elite...media...anything that controls the narrative
Perhaps...we never needed "the narrative"
Maybe, this is really a battle between good and evil unfolding before our eyes.

We believe in good... because we are good
Unfortunately, rotten apples have fallen from the trees and planted their roots into ground
They grew and created branches that
over stretch the earth
They want to strangle any free thought....that differs from their " narrative".
It's not you... nor I
Black, White, Asian, Gay, Straight, Muslim, Transgender...we are lying dogs.
Being used as pawns in their game.
And...
Of course!  IT'S not about God or Jesus
That has to be voided from every extent of the earth.

It's about them...
You have stop and think for yourself
Don't be afraid it ask why?

The arachnids in the shadows
The fixation with the hypnosis spiral
The lurking that goes unseen
The spiral goes faster and the brighter we glow
Inside of our pupils become a place unknown
Fascinated with the magic tricks and illusions
That fit in our palms
So much so... that all is left...smoke and mirrors
Until we realize we are trapped in a resting place
When we scramble with confusion to find the truth
The spiders have us surrounded
In their strategic patterns made of silk

"If you don't
Watch where you're going
You'll get there"...Dad ❤

Oh light... stay a while with me
Hang on as long as you can
I see your knuckles turning white
gripping on my window sill
be strong and shine into my panes of glass  
I know your stronger than shadows
The darkness cast
Pull deep within my falling sun
more power in your beams
To reach inside me
You're sinking further and now I'm losing sight to see
Oh light...stay a while with me

There's a breaking in the dawn,
that glistens off a blade of grass.
There's a sparkle you can't see,
A little speckle that flies and exiles dark.
Twinkling somewhere inside of me,
A shaded area becoming free.
The pitch black down a long hallway,
Still dances with the glitter on the walls.
The empty air that flows through this portal,
Holds an illuminating spirit,
flying high.
To any naked eye I'm extint, but
There's still a light inside of me.

Maybe, I was quick to judge you,
Casted blame from me onto you.
You did the best you could do,
With all you had and knew.
I Wish I hadn't been so ******* you,
Because...
The Sun went down on a Tuesday,
And the shifting days turned into lost memories.
Black and white images of things. that could have been.
Now dance in the galaxy,
A different reality, a vision of what could have been.
They're floating free and far beyond us.
If only I'd known,
The Sun would go down on a Tuesday.

So many stories you told
I held and believed.
You saved me from so many things,
You taught me love and trust.
I am good, we are all good, because of you.
I wish I hadn't been so ******* you,
Because...
The sun went down on a Tuesday
And the hours wrapped you in their arms.
Gripped you tight and carried into God's light.
So much silence is left in this life.
If only I'd known,
The Sun would go down a Tuesday.

So long ago, I left my hopes,
floating amongst the Gods.
"So long!" I waved to the clouds,
closing in on the setting sun.
Orange and vibrant; Red and angry.
Broken dreams worth millions,
Flying scared in the Vermillion Sky.

The Season's changed, without relief, and God never intervened.
"Why?", I asked, so many times!
Praying into that striking, clear, white, light,
But still...no answer.

Not once, not twice, but countless times, I walked alone on the edge of a red line.
Wondering if it was my soul's delight, or simply my inner fears afraid to be found.
I balanced my weight for far too long,
I felt odd and out of place.
I knew it was time for me to let go.
Still, I left my oars resting in the sand, along side the landing craft.
The one  I beached long ago.
I waited and waited, for so long, almost an eternity.
Everything had changed, except for my view of the Vermilion Sky.

What if I prayed.
What if I got down on my knees and said my grace.
Would it even matter anyway.
Would I even know exactly what to say.

What I sang.
What if I belted every note to see God's face.
Would it even matter anway?
Would he even hear my echoes taking place.

Because I don't believe in love.
I lost touch from up above.
I don't believe in anything anymore.

I'm going down, round
and round
Spiraling down,
I'm going down, down, down, down,
Downward spiral.

Paperdoll
You're the secret I hide,
In the back of my closet.
A shoe box on a dusty shelf,
Filled with memories untold.
A tree hanging on a rack,
Crumpling for me to come back.
Paperdoll
Cut out in college rule,
We dance amongst the shadows.
Swirl and twirl in magical lights,
That shine and bring you to life.
Your exterior is bent and wrinkled,
Beneath our star that twinkles.
Paperdoll
We tip toe around the past,
Hoping all is safe and true.
You'll scatter in the sunrise,
With no evidence love or trust.
Only the sound of ripping in my ear,
A cruel reality you're not here.