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Stranger Blue May 2016
I can not stand this state of silence I am in.
The thing I contemplate is a dreadful sin.
I know it's coming yet I can't say when.
Maybe it's time to notify my next of kin.

I often think my only friend..
Is this bottle of Seagram's gin.
Though Jack and Jim stop by now and then.
I think it's time to notify my next of kin.

I don't know where im going,
Because I can't remember where I've been.
I feel my heartbeat slowing.
Everything about my life is starting to blend...
I'm pretty sure it's time to notify my next of kin.
Stranger Blue May 2016
Poor, poor angry soul.
What's the secret to your control?
Like Banner said staring blankly.
"There is no secret.... I'm always angry."

Angry about what the world has become.
Why society only favors some?
We are becoming a people without love.
Following the eagle instead of the dove.

Angry about the reason poverty thrives
Why the rich get richer like they're breaking out in hives?
Angry about our economy breaking down.
Doesn't matter who's fault it is...
White, Black, Yellow or Brown.

Angry about why people can't find a job.
Leaving them to beg, borrow, steal and rob.
I could go on and on just hope I'm not on my own.
But for now I'll leave well enough alone.
  May 2016 Stranger Blue
jane taylor
today i want the darkness
fatigued with life’s
fictitious smiles

the forest
beckons me
to melt within it

disappearing
like mist
in the wind

i could dance on lightning
fall off a cloud
and become rain

i’d mold down your face
as i fall on it
and be one with you

©2016janetaylor
Stranger Blue May 2016
I do not wish to know me,
If it means looking down upon my
fellow man.
I do not wish to know me,
If it means the disintergration of
my capacity to understand.
I do not wish to know me,
If it means my selflessness
breaks under the weight of selfishness.
I do not wish to know me,
If it means that when thy hands are cold
I give thee not my gloves.
I do not wish to know me,
If it means loosing my ability to love.
No i do not wish to know me.
Stranger Blue May 2016
Why are hearts so disconnected?
Why is hate so persued and
love so neglected?
Why are smiles so rejected while a
grimace is thoroughly respected?

How is it that common courtesy
Is so hard to be projected?
When rudeness and pompousness
are praised and erected?

Why are good deeds and hard work scrutinized
and dissected?
When selfishness and greed are voted on and elected?

Why do the needs of the many go so undetected?
While the wants of the few are sought out and collected?
Why are the rights of some being constantly injected,
while the rights of others are going unprotected?

I guess humanity has been misdirected.
Technology has replaced what really makes us
socially connected.
Is there any way for the family unit to be resurrected?
For us ...the human race to truly be interconnected?

I don't know...Why is life never what is expected?
Stranger Blue May 2016
Who are we? Why are we?
Are we heavenly or do we come from the sea?
Dig the questions, as to unearth the answers.
Believe or rely on necromancers.
For we are such tiny dancers,
it is difficult for us to see the cancers.
Jumping place to place like freelancers.
Are we given the the gift of love only to unlove?
I don't know...ask the white dove.
Immaculately touched.
He knows the directions to the one above,
He wants for us so much.


Never mind me ...I'm just vibing here...ha...yeah.

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