I must protect
The children
The field ends
Where the cliff begins
I must protect them
From
The phony
Sense of security
Where
In the ****
Are your parents!
It’s evident
This isn’t a place
To play
Worry not
I will
Stay
Standing
Life Guard
An Angel
Life Guardian Angel
Full of faults
And faith
Who’ll never earn his wings
I bring peace
To the underlings
Even if
Heaven sits
Above my reach
So it’s
My job
To teach
Beseeched
By the leech
As these
Phonies speak
My ears failed
To understand
Their fairy tales
“Santa Clause is NOT REAL!!!”
Is the only clause
That’s real
And it brings the gift
Of truth
Death’s unknown to us all
A fall
From this cliff
Is not a promise
Of bliss
Darkness, most likely
After a painful
Crash
Smash
And pass over
Into the ash
So live long
The song will end
And never replay
You’ll reap
What lays at the end
So sow
Until the final blow
Let your lows
Lift you
Higher than the skies
Spend
Not a moment in life
Down
Because there’s enough
Down
To go around
Once you’re
Beneath the ground
The sound
Of infinite silence
Will ring loud
So enjoy the sweetness
Before the
Bitter taste
Ensues
Life
Is meaningless
I mean
Life’s meaning is less
Than what’s expected
The meaning of death
Is too mean
To fathom
Manically depressed
About death
We’ve repressed
The memories
Of what is was it use to be
Like
Before life
So we lie
About the future

Listen
To no one!
But yourself
The harsh truth
Can uplift
But until you reach a wise age
I’ll protect you
From the cliffs...

The father is an abuser,
The mother is a user,
The child is forgotten…

The father is an abuser.
The father beats his way to happiness.
The souls he crushed are just an inch,
Compared to the miles of lust.
Manipulation made from fear
He embeds in the woman’s ear,
As he says he loves her to death.

The mother is a user.
The mother beats herself to happiness,
Her husband abuses her health,
But no more than she abuses it herself.
****** destroyed the once heroine,
Detoxified once,
But it’s there again.
Forever will the drug be her medicine.

I don't know why
You decided
To stay
I am broke up
From yesterday
My heart departed
Some time ago
An empty future
Is all
We can know

But we can walk
Hand in hand
Corpse's bride
Locked eyes
I locked lips
With
Appocalypse
And sealed my fate
A date with destiny
Is destined to be great
Even though
We'll birth more
Pain then pleasure
It'll hurt more
To face it
Alone

I have no morals
Just mortal misunderstandings
The portal
Under my bed
Leads to a world
Unmanaged
Imagined
Illuminating
Culminating in the unconscious mind
An uncontrollable culture
Cultivated
In some odd crevices
In the humane
Brain
Inhumane ways
Weigh the options
Opt out of righteous
For the night
Just escape
To a place
Banished from
Reality
Rely on nothing
But irrationality
A skewed view
You can ask
New questions
Though there’s only a
Few answered
Before your time’s due
Do
Or die hard

.My mind replays my life before my shut eye
Leaving hellish days for heavenly nights.

I awake
At the break
Of day to face
The life I live
Heroic actions
Enacted
On day to day….


But when night falls
So will I
Deep asleep
And seep into
My other mind
True creation
Recreation re-created
To wreck creations
Feel no pain
Fright
Fights off folly
In the alley
Of a dream
I am finally
Laid to rest
In peace...

I have
To make a confession
I have an obsession
Writing sessions
Are no longer
Worked
To become greater
This addict
Attic's light
Is dimming from overuse
If it dies
So will I
What am I
Without the wick
Which is wit
If it's
To suffocate
I'll suffer
The same fate
So for
The rest
Of the night
I'll work tirelessly
To create
Light
From scratch
Without a match
Bulbs
Bursts
Because
The flowers ready
To bloom
Or the filaments
Lamented
Simmering down
Like a cavern's lantern
Burned out
Tampered
Like a lamp
Damp
From the dew
That somehow
Managed to
Drip through
The crevice
Of the wooden
Ceiling
Sealing fate
Leaking death
On what's left
Of the day.

I’m
St. Lunatic
I’m
Losing it
In the
Medieval Mid-west
I’m
Past my middle age
I predict
My
Lunar Eclipse
Is coming soon
Once the moon’s
Covered
So will I
Under the earth
On which
I worked
On switched
Flicked
Off
Ticked off
Rather ******
About that ****
I got in
End
Too soon
Too close
To my begin
Inn’s
Spent overnight
With a friend
Smiling after ***
Smiley faces after texts
The contextual clues
Shows
Her truth
As I lie
About our future
It’s not
I don’t want you
It’s that
I have few “sures”
In this life
But I’m sure
My times coming
To a close
Redress yourself
In that red dress
And leave me
Left
You’re clothes
Tell untold stories
Lying across the floor
Sure
Time together
Would be better
Than spending
The final hours
Alone
But
I own
My fate
And own up
To my mistakes
If we break
It’ll hurt less
Than loving me
Until the wake
I’ll have no
Funeral
But a cremation
Let it burn
Like the memories
That should’ve never been
****,
I’m ******
Because of the pain
I let you feel
Love lost
In the lake of fire
While you ascend
To Heaven’s Fields.............

Each step
In common sense
Makes you more
Like the rest

Moment’s uncommon
Can become commerce
If you’re immersed
In what it’s birthing

Unearthing
Un-earthlike belongings
On your person
Is illegal
Only in the laws of earthlings

Case in point
Anyone can chase and point
The obvious, obscure
Object erected
In what once was a pattern

But to shed a lantern’s light
On each instance
Is a dim-witted decision

The whole picture
Is much larger
Then man made flame’s
Can harbor

Alters
Are needed
When Altars
Are constructed
In place of
Church of thought

Irking’s small as these
Have potential to be
Crusades on uncommonalities

The worst casualty in war
Isn’t death
It’s birth
Death ends
Birth has potential
To grow into something worse

History dictates
The future’s fate
****** masquerades
As bright ideas
While ideal massacres
Take place
In front of our face

Who chooses
To be the flaw
In this perfect picture
Of hell
And shed true light
Like halo’s over
The well

I warn you
Or whomever
Should play womb
For dissent

Society’s mob
Makes martyr’s of those
That fight the current

Headless
Portrays an ironic display
Of the punished
Mindless crowd’s “Hurray!”
In the kingdom
Of dumb kings
And followers led astray

I don’t ****
With the farm life
At these pharmacies
Affecting brains
Like the mad cow disease
These pills
CVS deal
Like the new
Dope man

Dopamine can be
As mean
As the M and M’s
The doctor prescribes
Dropping dreams
For a little bit
Of “rest at ease”
While the rest
Of these fiends
Lie
To themselves
And me

Meaning
The mean green
****
Killing machine
Can extract
The euphoria
You make yourself
By resting eyes
On your family

Your fam would be
Much happier
If you were
Happy
For yourself
More water is
Fine
I don’t need
No help
Championship ****
I don’t need
No belt

Pants sag
Like the bags
In grandma eye’s
Cries
As she tries
To pry dope needles
Out a dead man's hands
Handing himself
To the Devil’s food
We put on
A pedestal
Meanwhile stools
At the bar
Spin like the
Mind
Of a man with little time
Left
Right in the eyes
Of his children
He makes
A short trip
After one more sip

****,
I guess
It boils down
To the bear essentials
Bear the bruises
With the heart
God gave you

Don't let them fool you

The music
Somehow
Managed to be
Manifested
By the duo
A deaf girl
And a blind boy
Worked
To create this work
Of art
One reads
The notes allowed
While the other strokes
The keysIn synch
They play together

Brail fails
To satisfy the imagination
And the
The hand signs
Signal
Your handicapped
Incapabilities
In case instability
Isn’t enough
To remind her

Reminders forgotten
By forging talents
Forming
As a Shaper of souls

The
Lost and found
They create a presence
Presented
As a musical performance

The conformants
Go with the flow
And accept their fate
Society tells
This peculiar pair’s
Tale
Is unlike any other

Fate begs for a chance
To show her powers
While the duo denies

I take pride
In jeopardizing my life
Unlike monopoly
I have one die
In life
At a time
I
The lucky spender
Received a splendid surprise
The sublime arrived
Just in time
On the night
Before destruction

Yes,
There is a bit friction
In this business
Non-fictional character
Rises in the author
I wrote
The book of the dead
And spread knowledge
On earth’s bed

Now,
I’m denied credit
For risks taken
Instead of a praise
Appraised
For my edgy ways
And found
Guilty of pleasure

I’m
In debt
With the angels
Who lent me
The soul makings
And sent me
On a mission
Which remains
Unaccomplished
In their vision

I am
Sole proprietor
In this business
I have no relations
Trust none
My inquisition
Seems superstitious
When you unravel
My unreal supposition
But suppose
For a minute
That you were in
The opposed position
And posed
With the mind of a menace
Who, sadly,
Never stepped
In the shoes of sanity

Society views your life
As a stain
On earth’s plain
Though, your pain
Seems self-sustained
You were born
Insane
Would be better off
If offered removal
But awful is often
Sought
In the eyes
Of vile beholders

The unnamed soldier
Is the truest
Of them all
Marching down
The broken road
To destiny

The
Know-it-alls
Know nothing
At all

Innocent
Is a foul
Description
Though her calm, meek
Manner
Seems to be
She’s a killer
If looks could
She would
****** us all
1st degree
While 3rd degree burns
Remind
Blind survivors
That she’s on fire

She wears
Prada’s
As red
As the apple
Eve picked from the tree
I’m destined
To fall
The rest
Is history
His story
Tells a tale
Of how she
Can be
Hot as hell
And still
Remain cold

The inferno
Was divine
Tears from a man’s
Eyes
As she sears
With just a look
Walks away
With what she took
The used
Remain heartless
As life
Becomes the hardest
Thing in the world
To cope with
Her dope
Can hook those
With the strongest will

She can
Turn a **** faithful
And a gay man straight
She can
Make the mute shout
And a ****** wait
For her consent
She’s content
With her independence
Declarations
To be single
Been on a million
First dates
And still
Not impressed
Her dress blows
In the wind
As the president begs
Monroe
Takes notes
While Monica
Remains low
Kings behead Queens
Then bow
At her presence

Either she’s
The devil
Or evil itself
If only she knew her power
She’d devour us all
Luckily she doesn’t
She’s one
Amongst the mass
And remains
The quiet girl
In the back of the class

I am the greatest love maker,
But the worst love show-er,
Didn't know what to show her,
So I showered her with petty symbolisms,

A rose, to display the danger and perfection,
A ring, for her everlasting beauty,
A song, to sing from the heart
A thong, to dance in, to prepare romancing,
Shoes, to walk in with class and elegance,

Still not enough
And so I gave,
A watch, so show time is of the essence,
A car, to take her to any destination,
A house, to make home
With A dog, so she’s never alone

Still it wasn’t enough
And so I gave,
A clone of me
So I’m never really gone,
My arms to embrace,
My legs, to stand,
I even gave
My feet and hands.

She rejected everything,
Down to
My skin to hide the inner workings
My bones for supporting
My nerve
My muscles for strength
My height for length
My width for conception
And my depth for protection

You wanted nothing
From the concrete
To abstract

From the start.

What was missing?
You wanted not a thing,
But
My heart.

Let us not
Sit behind our stares any longer
The watch
Is moving
Why don’t we
Love’s paralysis
Is stronger
Than I expected
Shall it be
A falsehood
Of my misunderstanding
Or am I
Still
Standing here for a reason
Leaving
Chance to do my bidding
Abiding
By the construed rules
Of attraction
As I pause at awe
Awfully beautiful
An unlawful marriage of the minds
My unknowing bride
Lies in front of me
My truths lay juxtaposed
In the background
Just a pose
On one knee
Proposing to
My wife to be
Ha!
My imagination
Get’s the best of me
You still
Don’t know
My name

Here I stand
Fallen
Blacklisted
Unpermitted to enter the pearly gates
I scratched and clawed
At clouds
As the Guards
Escorted me out
And pulled me
To this fiend
Below

He's nothing like me
Shows no love
Help
Care
Concern
or Charity

Our only similarity
Is pride
WHY!?
Was I made beautifully
And given
This useless musical talent
If I can't
Move souls
For a chance
And feel godly

I sinned
Nonetheless
What's next, Nothingmore
Or
Something much more
Worse,
Infinite death

****,
I wish I was a victim of infant death
Then,
My flawed human mind
Wouldn't have used earth's time
Pulling
My soul from heaven.

The High Road

The abandoned pieces
Of my damaged heart
Lead to a room
Like
Romantic rose petals
That settle
In a final destination
Deep beneath a bed
Made
For rest and peace
The place
Where all dead ends meet
Becoming streets
For those
Who take the high roads
Then fall short
Of their goals
Commonplace
For incompetence
And comics
Of high-achievers
Non-believers
Of self-
Evident features

I do fear the truth…
No I don’t,
Never did,
And never thought about it
I promise
On the premise
Of truth
That lies within me

I’m full of it
And you know it
But the bulls
Can’t bear
To show it

Titans clashing
In writing classes
Sessions
To profess progression
Or
Progress to professions
Blessings
Brought through the lessons
Learned
In College
A student as truant
As undeserved triumph
In the form
Of a form
That says what he’s worth
Diplomas
Handed out
To show
You’re on the road
To success
The rest are asked
The ultimate question
Of “Why not?”
Embarking on the quest
When the ultimatum
Is failure

Fail lures in
Those with no ambition
Men *******
About getting papers
To show worth
Working with no
Apparent purpose
Versus
Being apparently worthless
Pairing the two
Against the view
Of a *****
Who stares at the moon
And gives a ****
About the bull
The one
Whose wit
Could split
The tightest knit
Brain
And undue the sutures
Of skulls
To undue
Their mundane
View of success

The *****
Who calls himself
A *****
With more pride
Than Aryans
Carrying his opinion
Higher
Than the mass vision
Just to show
How low
They truly are
Arrogantly ignorant
Ignore rants
Of others
And smother them
With the truth
Of knowing nothing
And understands
They’ll never understand

Overstepping the boundaries
Without
Diplomatic immunity
Yet immune
To the qualities
Of the Hippocratic views
And sees
To seize the future
You must
Tackle the present problems
You must blitz
To get you’re quarter back
If you want
To make a change
And sport all the qualities
That seem to them
Strange
Deranged
In the range
Of misunderstandings

The illusion of progress
For humans
Are usually
Said in words
And never
Set in stone
So I will throw
Sticks and stone
The stupidity that’s grown
Words hurt
But actions hurt worser

For example:
Worser
Isn’t a word
Until I worsen the
Worst situation

I’m waiting
For my chance
To blow up

So I can dumb down
Your intelligence
And smarting up
Your ignorance

If you can’t understand
You’re either too smart
Or too **** ignorant

If you’re offended
Then you’re opinion is unneeded
Because the truth
Will tear your *** to pieces

By Joseph Childress

I'm composing
A symphony with this typewriter
Honestly,
I'm not writing musical notes
For the sake
Of typing on pianos
This is music itself

Listen.
This is what soul sounds like
To me
Of course,
The raw strokes of pencils
Are classic
But this new age music
Is of my time

I've learned
How to play this instrument
To showcase
My ability as a musician
And these notes
Are loudest
When read alone

When I meet the end
Don’t follow in suit
Dress me in a suit
All white
I’m alright
With however many moments
God
Loaned me
To spend
With friends,
And my
Next of kin
In the blend
Of happiness and ignorance
I stand content
Contrary to my obligation
To fall
Before all
Caged in
A casket
Cradled and Casted
Deep
Into the vast void
Of undiscovered
Land

The evidence of decompostion
Doesn’t sit well
With those
In positions
That demand proof
To make use of life

Those who
Make it based on faith
Leave
With a flash
That lasts
Until the last memory
Is played
They hope
The lord
Isn’t as strict
As the script portrays

I believe we are a portrait
There’s only truth
In what we see
The beauty or disgust
Is just
What we perceive
The picture
In actuality
Was painted
By the hands of time
Drawn out
To display

The power of an idea
The strength of a concept
And The Intrinsic Value of Nothingness

I cant wait to show
My contempt of court
Contemplated much more
Thank lord
The latter was chosen
I swear to him
My swears wont be as
Offensive
As the unmentioned
Alternative
Of this present contemption

My hand told lies
Like prosthetics
As it handled the bible
Like an oath
It would take
If it weren’t for the one nation
Under god
Underdog
Dodging the law
Of the land
Biting the hand
That feeds him

Hunger strikes
Like a match
Thirsty for air
The explosion of emptiness
Fills the stomach
The feels
Become more ill with each filling
Like mercury deposits
Positioned
From molar drilling

A mouthful of ailments
Spewed across the room
For the judges consumption
But the cancerous banter
Spread like foreign bodies
And the jury took injury

The whole world
Agrees
You’re the most hated
Alive
The “not for long” followed
Like the gavel
As it swallowed the courtrooms
Silence
A sentence of death was relayed
Without a period
Of contemplation
As my great contempt
Of court
Is overshadowed
By the ******
Committed by a jury of my peers
Reenacting
The passion of Judas
While I’m crucified
In the name of my father
By men who shoot
The messenger

Remember me at my worst
And my best
Will always inspire
Death is not as bad
If you can give a few truths
Before you expire

I'm about to get so drunk!
Because of you
So if I do
The unexpected
It's all
Because of you
You unexpectedly
Caught me o
Off guard
I had to reinforce
My force field
And strategically
Maneuver
Around your
Gravity
You have a pull
That slowly brings
The earth
Closer to the sun
Before I burn
I'll learn
As many lessons
As I can
Before I make my final turn
For the worse
Revolutions
With no apparent
Resolution
My parents warned me
About
Women like you
Watch
But never subdue
My subconscious hold
On you
Is due
To the fact
That you
Are the only
Woman
I ever
Truly knew
Know knowing
Is bringing me
Closer
To No-ing
Every question you ask
And because of it
I can pass
On Love
All because of
The likes of You

The Living

The longer I’m alone
The closer
I feel to death
Hope the door out
Leads to a party
Not a closet
Maybe
Only like-minded
Individuals
Will rest in commonplace
So let’s fight
With words
Until we settle
On a moral agreement
We
May not
But one day
Our children will reach it
Peace
Between
Plants and animals
Alike

No pride
But in our pride:
The Living.

By Joseph Childress

Beautiful woman in the mirror
You are the fairest
Of them all
More fairy
Than tales
Long and tall
The truth you seek
Can be found
Without reflection
Someone paid
Extra care
In designing
Your cover
The silk fabric
Of your skin
Was created only
To showcase
The beauty within
Like decorative boxes
Housing diamond rings
Open up
And give the world
The gift
It's been waiting for
Ask the mirror no more
As much as it reflects on life
Only you have
The power to live it

The missed
Remain in mind
During times
Of alone
My home
Is the shelter
The shell
Casing my truth
She’ll be coming
Is my lie
As I lay
In my bed
Thoughts racing
In my head
Faster then the sheep
I should be counting
But by the way
Their mounting the gates
I bet I’ll never
Catch the break

The moon and night Sky
Are the greatest couple
I ask the moon
Why it cheats
Peaking in the daylight
At times
Does dawn
Not bring enough
Satisfaction?

Im sad this fraction
Of earth
Works so hard
To outshine the sun
Bright
Moon
You have something
So much more
Beautiful
The night falls
At your feet
Treat her
Like the queen
She is
More diamonds
Than any chain
Or ring
Will ever see
Staring at her stars
Are something
Us city dwellers
No longer enjoy
We stole
Zues’s powers
To electrify
This city life
Now the street lights
Blink
As we speed
Like lightning
Pass the things
We need
Don’t be like us
Please
Appreciate
The precious
Nature of the night
And remain
In the darkness
We have
Judjged carelessly
As if it was wrong
Though
The birds sing
And
The wolves cry
They sing
A song
Sung from the soul
Falsetto
Truth echoes
In the cold air
The moon and the night sky
Please
Stay together
Wether the weather
Is sunny days
Or a constant storm
You’re relationship
Is not the norm
Teach us how to love
Through hardships
And shine off the waters
Dancing in the essence
Which brings life...

I can't wait till
Nightfalls
Tonight
I will
Construct nightmares
So insane
That phantoms couldn't fathom
Fantasies make foul turns
Fascination fails
You'll frail frantically
Your chain of the thoughts
Become a train
Derailed
From Loco motives
Your emotions
Are now
Monstrous motifs
Built moments
Before happiness
You'll stare
In terror eyes
Scared as cats
You scratch
Along wooden floors
Forced
Through dark corridors
The doors
Horror tore off the hinges
You're inches away
From no longer living
But as soon as you've given
Yourself away
I take
And make
Worse

Death dances
At arms lengths
I've never seen someone
So anxious
To reach

Too anguished to speak
How shall I satisfy?
This shallow heart
Is empty
But simply filled the rows
Of this cathedral
With people
Who payed
To see the price
You've payed

I guess,
Hell sales
This thriller will terrify
Eye's should stay confined
When I
Comply to my conscience
Can science comfort you
It claims this isn't real
Well
It really helped me
Make you feel
Comfortable enough
To sleep
Deeply
Anesthesia
Will be the
Reason for your sweet retreat
As soon as your
Sound asleep
I'll compile vile thoughts
And send you on a journey
With intent
Of you never returning
A one-way trip
From float, freight or flight
As long as it brings
Fright
By mars at night
Where nightmares
Are the day
And you're fearful of it's sight

I can't wait 'til
Nightfalls
Tonight
I will
Construct nightmares
So insane
Phantoms couldn't fathom
Fantasies make foul turns
Fascination fails
You'll frail frantically
Your chain of the thoughts
Become a train
Derailed
From Loco motives
Your emotions
Are now
Monstrous motifs
Built moments
Before happiness
You'll stare
In terror eyes
Scared as cats
You scratch
Along the wood floor
Forced
Through dark corridors
The doors
Horror tore off the hinges
You're inches away
From no longer living
As soon
As you've given
Yourself away
I take
And make worse!

Death dances
At arms lengths
I've never seen someone
so anxious
To reach

Too anguished to speak
How shall I satisfy?
This shallow heart
Is empty
But simply filled the rows
Of this cathedral
With people
Who payed
To see the price
You've payed

I guess,
Hell sales
This thriller will terrify
Eye's should stay confined
When I
Comply to my conscience
Can science comfort you
It claims this isn't real
Well
It really helped me
Make you feel
Comfortable enough
To sleep
Deeply
Anesthesia
Will be the
Reason for your sweet retreat
As soon as your
Sound asleep
I'll compile vile thoughts
And send you on a journey
With intent
Of you never returning
A one-way trip
From float, freight or flight
As long as it brings
Fright
By mars at night
Where nightmares
Are the day
And you're fearful of it's sight

Time
Has changed its course
Love’s no longer intermixed
The feelings
Are just not
As in
I bend
Blended
With a broken promise
One
With the lies
I told
Old news
Like my ways
You remain
Unentertained
Unhappily walking
In the rain
I used to
Run through your mind
Now I’m a rerun
A worn out cliché

This odd couple
Was actually odd
In it’s inaccurate
Portrayal
Of the oddities of love
We
Were a spark
With no fuel
Static
Statistically speaking
The odds of us
Even meeting
Is too rare
For me to bear
But the moment
Fate forgot
Was the moment
That we met
Now our
Trials and tribulations
Are a tribute
To our attributes
Our rude, brute force
That broke the rules
Of physics

The night
We made Love
Without the chemistry
To make it
Bottled up our emotions
As if we wished
To save it

Living
Lie after lie
Looking in
Each others eyes
We’ll appear
To have a passion
As long as our masks
Are tied

Cupid
Our crooked archer
Is to blame
For our misconnection
Our departure
Won’t be in vain
If we do it
For the love of love
And our disdain
For a false passion
Carried out
In it’s name

Joseph Childress

Concrete benefits, nature of the jungle
Cities and suburbia, survival of the fortune
The owls growl now, no more asking “Who”
The town runs wild, the eye watches the jungle

Abstract revolution, power of the people
Mafias and militia, conquering division
Rebel of the mind, hands still chaining
Gangs grow larger, conquering the people

Misogamist marriage, fatality of the lovers
Polygamists and virgins, electrically connected
****** innuendo, pushing and pulling
The pace moves quicker, bindings of the lovers

Unthinkable thoughts in the valley of a dream
Inventive venting on impossible creations
Utopian physics,  disavowed in the matrix
The strings vibrate, the theory of a dream

(Reader Beware)

I just happen to be
Evil
Ever since I could remember
I favored
Torture
Over
******
It brings a sense of overkill
And overtime
It becomes much worse
Than death
Trust I
Studied ****** pages
Out the Book of Death
So you know which craft
I've practiced
For ages
Graduately
Mastered Massacre
Professed uncontested chaos
Havoc bestowed upon
My victims
Shrieks pierce ears
Like nails against
Chalk boards

My knife scraps along
Your metal chains
Why worry I won't stab
I just want your eyes
You don't
Need to see
The method to my madness
For if you ever escape
You can't tell a thing
You'll only see
The last image
Me
My methods mimmick Hell
As I cause pain
Forever
I wont let you die
Blood drips like tears
As you cry
Now,
Settle down,
You'll get use to it

Some sinister, cynic sending me sick signals,
Taunting me, teasing me,
Treachery!
Treason I see,
The reason for my recent reason to be,
Is for wreckage and the reckoning
My reality
Factual actual fictions is in my diction
The man in my mind,
Is minding my business again,.
Against the walls of my brain,
Signals reign,
Please bring more pain and angst!
Panic?
As I glance at my pen
The Manic
Maniac managing to Damage
Every page
On a Rampage
With no rage?
But by the way
I’m swinging this pencil
You would think I was
A bit temperamental
But my temperament's temperature,
Is irrelevant to the mentally
Disturbed
Stirring up tension
Did I mention
Means nothing to man on a mission
My missiles miss the misled and misfits
Because they weren’t
Where they were expected
My moon is now ecliptic
Messages eclectic
Ecstatic about nothing except
The inception
What an immaculate concept
The fact that my conception
Was from the product of
Of a project.
Projectiles impelled out my mouth
And impaled a man on the
Right path.
This ****** has committed his first ******…

You a crook,
I’m crime,
I pay
You do time
You a cook
I’m the recipe
Which lasts longer?
And careful what you cook
You’ll live a lot longer
And careful what you butch
I think that beef gone bad
Careful how you cook the cow
It might have gone mad
And careful customers
Who prefer pig feet,
Even you muthafucka’s
Have to watch what you eat
Gluttony is for pigs,
Watch for the swine fleet!
Why the waiter waiting?
And why yo mouth watering?
Wanna chop me up and cook me?
Just to be
Too scared to eat me
See, I hate it when animals claim to be cannibals
But really,
Can a bull be a cannibal
If it ate a can of bulls
****, You full of bull
And everybody smell you
You need another helping
And no one can help you.
What the waiter waiting on?
You need to pump break-fast,
And if you need a few tips,
I got abt 10 for yo ***,
So take a sitting
And listen
To every word that was written,
1. Careful what you say, make sure it makes sense
2. Talk to men when they’re there, Never *****
3. Zip ya lips, even if you hate, Never Snitch
4. Quality over Quantity, know which is which
5. Real men prefer gold on their chain, not bronze
6. Brain put man on top of the food chain, not brawns
7. Make runs for the guys, Never gun for the dolls,
8. But even guys tell lies to make it to the sky,
Look up “Icarus”,
He died tryna fly
9. But if your wings aren’t made of wax,
You won’t fall, over pride.
10. Get a new job
If you don’t like the pay,
Cuz if yo *** was expectin change,
I got 1 .45

Listen, You a crook,
I’m crime,
I pay
You do time
You a cook
I’m the recipe
Tell me which lasts?

If I could heal
You all
With one word
Love
Would be the remedy
Let me
Remind you
That clichés
Are cliché
For a reason
Repetition
Is the father
Of Learning
Reciting
What I’ve learned
Is the mother
Of memory
Let’s not forget
How
We got here
I could bore you
Of how
The Lore taught love
But you’d rather
Be excited
With
The hoard of hatred
Spread
Like gossip
My gospel
Isn’t hostile enough
For you’re approval
Violence entertains
The vile lance
Pierced
The heart of a poet

The crowd applauds
Appalled
At the wimps
Who whine about it

The band
Of
Runaways
Ran
To new land
New clan
The Rebels
Sought refuge
Grew
Fought
A standoff
Against power
Whose
Afraid
Of a grenade
From a renegade
With nothing
To lose?

An outnumbered
Underdog
Already abused
Walks
Into the pit
Locked in
Pitted
Against a pit
With a lockjaw
That bit
And held
With the grip
Of the law
The loser
Still wins
Though
A life lost
The price costs
Hope
Spreads
Like the words
Of a martyr
Read in red

Here’s a toast
To the living dead
Anyone
That gave their life
In a fight
That couldn’t be won
Stood
Against the giants
And tyrants
Of the era
Erased terror
With blood shed
And a carved
Signature
That signifies
The nature
Of a man
With true power

I am just
Another nocturnal creature
Waiting to be put to rest
Why
Was I chosen
To be the one awoke
At the wake of dusk
Insomnia
In some
Is a disease of the mind
This ease of the mind
Would come quicker
If it was not
Looked down upon
Pawns
Push their agenda
Which really
Isn’t theirs
I refuse to use
These rules
Which require
Me to remain sleep
With the rest

Your smile
Breaks the horizon
After a black night
The vaccum
Of space ******
I’m glad
I touched bases
With you
And returned
To earth
The quest
To find myself
Left me lost
Selfishly
I left you
Alone
You selflessly
Let me leave
On the eve
Of our future
Because
You believed
The best
Rested in me
Yes, indeed
And rest assure
Your good deed
Did
Not go unnoticed
Your big heart
Pounds
With the sound
Of a goddess
Your prowess
Makes my poetry
Look like
The dullest prose
I owe
What beauty I have
To you
All I can offer
An exchange
For you staying by my side
Is to never
Alter
Or change again
Because of pride

Priorities
In check

…Money
…Power
.Respect.

Attaining all three
Is the goal
And death of me

To have a billions bucks
Doesn’t seem tough
To the lucky *******
But
To be a billionaire
And watch a million people
Starve
Is the hard luck charm
Of lucky *******

Diamond chains
Blood stained
From the
People I claimed to help

Money is the root
Of all evil
Are we shooting
For Satan?
Cash rules
Everything around me
Guess, I’m a devil
In the making

What
Will I make of myself
After
Power is attained?
What’s left to gain?
If a rich man
Is denied
Entrance to the pearly gates
What is it about
Power
That makes it great?

Is pain
Not felt
While acquiring wealth
Which
Is worse for health
Starvation
Or Obesity
If a beast
Starves
For his reluctance
To eat meat
Lost his will
To ****
Would they consider it
Defeat?

Good grief
To win in life
Just
To lose thereafter
Seems to be
The inescapable
Twist
Of becoming rich

I climbed the highest tree in the woods,
Stumped at first, but jump,
I would.
Fell,
I did, but I climbed against winds,
With splinters digging in,
And then I wind down,
Fix wounds with leaves,
A low amount of aloe allows me to leave.

For support, I chant…
Rise higher, higher,
Breathe lighter, lighter,
Fighter! Fight her! Ye Almighty Climber.

Level with the clouds,
And still not proud.
Still haven’t reached its height,
The top is out of sight.
Limbs far too weak,
But whose are weaker?
I must touch its peak.

For support, I chant…
Rise higher, higher,
Breathe lighter, lighter,
Fighter! Fight her! Ye Almighty Climber,

Climate change,
Snow, hail, and rain.
Cold feet as frost bites,
I scream from tree barks,
Echoes…
So sharp!
I can hold
But the branch just broke!
Fought this far,
Only to fight chance?

No more chants…
I refuse to root…
Standing on ground zero,
This tree is the root of all evil,
History! For the house of eagles,
**** every bush!

Breathe fighter, fighter!
Lighter, Light her, Ye Almighty Climber!

Only you can start forest fires.

In love
The grey area
Grabs eyes
And make dark
Sight bereft of light
Like
Shades on a blind mans face
A distasteful state
Tastless
No tongue in cheek
Just expressing
No expressions
No feelings
No impressions
Emotionless
Motionless
Holding this knife tight
By the blades
Your cries

I tried to hear them.

Beat the eardrums
Til they bust
Death to sound
Sounds so violent
Deaf to sound
Sounds so silent
I walk away

But
The sign is
Trying to warn
Since its
Senseless
To try to read
I'll walk into the street
The red light
Stops my life short
The
Road killed
Me
And left a foul stench
But I would never know
I never stopped
To smell the roses

The spaceship
Makes trips
To and from
My favorite planet
Quick!

Yes,
I need
The speed
Of light
Nothing less
I’m already gone!!

Which means
By the time
You’re sight
Reaches my brake lights
I’m already home

Around the universe
In 60 seconds
Without a minute to spare
Seen it all
And some
I ran from
The past
And now
I hold the future
For ransom

Rockets
Are the object
Of my affection
Uplifted
Lifted up
Off the atlas
Pass the atmosphere
Fears
Left at home
With the city
The bright lights
Of a starry night
Guides me
Outside the box
Seeing through
The eyes
Of Galileo
My telescopic vision
See’s earth
As the prison
Of my eternal soul
I’ll start my trip early
And rip
Through the fabric
Of space in time
Before it’s too late
And I’m
Stuck
Buried
On the Planet of Apes

It’s time to evolve
Again
Let’s leave
With our
Artificial wings
Showcase art
Like Apollo
Our Space Arc
Seats 7 billion
If the world’s willing
To rise
Above Earth
And set sail
Across the black sea
Of the Galaxy

I'm as
The starving squirl
That stashed his last pistachio
Is he mad!?
No,
He's nuts
And he has guts also
For when his seeds grow
His young
Will have the tree

More than martyr
More than father
Thinking further
Before his daughters
Were even thought of

He did things
So they could eat
Endless fruit
Is what they'll reap
From what I sowed
Some time ago

Do you know
What terror is?
Terror rising
Like the threat level
News televising
Different views
Like
Christian or Hindu
Muslim.
How many Satanist
Crashed planes in
Places containing
Millions?
Murders of a martyr
Muttering under his breath
Not before a jump
From a building
But before
Walking through its doors
Trench coat
Drenched in sweat
No words spoken
But the name
Of a God
à la God
Alas
A last breath
And a final moment
Gives a button
A fast press
Blast!
Explosions
Cold as the
Look he gave
Before he left
On his quest
Like a crusader
Crusading a nonbeliever
Then crucify
If you try
To stay true to self
Well, take me
As I am
And know
I will never claim to know
I worship nothing
That creates war,
Whether real
Or not.

The Terrorist

Do you know
What terror is?
Terror rising
Like the threat level
News televising
Different views
Like
Christian or Hindu
Muslim or Jew
How many Satanist
Crashed planes in
Places containing
Millions?
Murders of a martyr
Muttering under his breath
Not before a jump
From a building
But before
Walking through its doors
Trench coat
Drenched in sweat
No words spoken
But the name
Of a God
à la God
Allah!
Alas
A last breath
And a final moment
Gives a button
A fast press
Blast!
Explosions
Cold as the
Look he gave
Before he left
On his quest
Like a crusader
Crusading a nonbeliever
Then crucify
If you try
To stay true to self
Well, take me
As I am
And know
I never claim to know
I worship nothing
That creates war,
Whether real
Or not.

By Joseph Childress

****** expressions
Are greater than words
But I
Want the liquid truth!

Lips don't only talk
They also kiss
Tears can be more deceptive
Than tongues
And yours is persuasive
The ability to sway
Opinions
From your salt water
Body of lies
Can form dead seas
And these scrolls
Wouldn't be here
Without this excess of ink

Shedding blood
Shows only a lack of control
And care
Shedding my own
Would only show
My lack of understanding

The thirst I have
Is for liquid truth
The friction we cause
When we tell it
Is more than enough fire
To make it pure

Violin strings
Sing
The story of my life
Unlike the blues
They play off
Mahogany
Often, we
Look down at our past
Overlooking
The good quality
Times
And all

Why reminisce
Situations exempt
Of bliss

Sit in
Situations
Awaiting
The arrival
Of my rival
Archenemy
Has characteristics
Found in me
We
Are a story
Plotted
With convictions
Because of
Our connection:
Conflict

My mistakes
Stay with me
As long
As I let them

“Forget regret
It only begets upset”

I can’t remember
Where
I came from
I only remember
The trips,
Falls,
And bumps
Into the walls
I can recall
The long hallway
I wanted to take
But
Afraid
I turned away
What lied at the end
I’ll never know

Death to those
Who don’t find out!

Too late
I’m dead

And the violin sings…

Inside
There’s not much moving
No motion
Promoting me
Deeper into depression
Deprived
Of the one thing promised
In life

Life
Lied to me
The night
I tried
To live
With what I lost
Couldn’t cope
Lost hope
And the scope of issues
Wrapped
Around my throat
As a rope

I fought
Long and hard
To discard
These
Strings of destiny

But the violin sings…

Louder
Than I can cry
It plays
Longer
Than eye’s can cry
Laughter
Lays at the end
Of the room
Smiling
In my face
I look
The other way
And stay stuck
In the past

Beautiful music
Tries to change
The ugly mood
But
Happiness
It doesn’t bring
It just happens
To have a melody
Loaded
With songs to sing
My body
Stays motionless
And
Only my hands
Will ever dream
As they move
To the grooves
And dance
Across the strings.

The figments
Of my imagination
Form
Characters
Caricaturized
By their character
They exaggerate
My failures
Voicing opinions
I swear
Aren’t my own
But somehow
They’ve grown
With each fall
They rise higher
In cognition

An incognito option
Was proposed
In my sub conscientious
By an unknown
Object
I objected
Obviously
But the
Con artistry
Was shown beautifully
The calligraphy
Was written perfectly
And preferred to be
Read
By the misled….


Pride said,
“You’re lows
Can disappoint highly
Just a point
Made
To marinate
In the milieu
Of thoughts
That spill through

Once
Your highs
Reach its peak
You’ll peek
Into the heavens

Every minute
At this distance
From Earth
Will revolve
Around you
Evolve
And defy the laws
That helped
You grow
Denounce every ounce
Of doubt
And pounce
On greatness
Break the rules
And create the new
Standard
Behold yourself
And be envied
By the eyes of beauty”

...To be continued

Who are you
To tell me
My thoughts
Aren't worth being heard
I deserve
And demand my rights
I might
Shout amendments
First,
Then commence
To irregular common sense

My stability
Is retained
By the imbalance
In my brain
You see,
I can't enable
These "Cain and Able"
Angels
That rest on your shoulders
Because
I ain't able

Fable's fly out
The mouth
Of an astounding author
His sound is profound
His prowess authorized
By his copywritten
Signature
Which is his style
Italized
And laid back
Now,
Crack open
Another pack of pens
And draw out
The wildest conclusions
In deep thought
Then listen...
The world dissapproves

The extent
Of my intentions
Were wilder than I could imagine
So I didn't know
I would take this far

The words written
Were forbidden
In the foulest belief system
I wouldn't have
Took it this far
If my outrageous mind
Wasn't dying
From boredom
Boarding off
The monsters
That try to alter ideas
From beneath the bed
They reach my head
And toy with my
Emotions
Tantilize and
Taint my tender mind
Then morph it
To be the tainter!
To picture death
You'll need help
From this
Morbid painter

Why do I
Write so wickedly
Then spread like pandemics
It's
Pandamonion momentarily
Shared with you
With whatsoever
You should do

With

Evil knowledge
Is truth
Look in your hands
I say
"Vice is right"
Can I persuade?
Like a gun used to
****** a murderer

Some executions
Are executed
At the exact moment
Of redemption

How tempting
Is it for
A wholsome man
to make
A half-hearted attempt
At prosperity
Sparingly
Laying in Evil's bed
But never sleeping

When he awakes
Will he use the tools
Because he learned the trade
Or teach others
It's hard to reach others
When all they believe
Is a happy ending
I conclude
But
The true ending
You can't imagine
Because it's too wild
For you

The Wildest Conclusion

Who are you
To tell me
My thoughts
Aren't worth being heard
I deserve
And demand my rights
I might
Shout amendments
First,
Then commence
To irregular common sense

My stability
Is retained
By the imbalance
In my brain
You see,
I can't enable
These "Cain and Able" angels
That rest on your shoulders
Because
I ain't able

Fables
Fly out the mouth
Of an astounding author
His sound
Is profound
His prowess authorized
By his copy written
Signature
Which is his style
Italicized and laid back
Now,
Crack open
Another pack of pens
And draw out
The wildest conclusions
In deep thought
Then listen...

.The world disapproves.

The extent
Of my intentions
Were wilder than I could imagine
So I didn't know
I would take it this far

The words written
Were forbidden
In the foulest belief system
I wouldn't have wrote them
If my outrageous mind
Wasn't dying
From boredom
Boarding off the monsters
That alter ideas
From beneath the bed
They reach my head
And toy with my
Emotions
Tantalize and
Taint my tender mind
Then morph it
To be the tainter!

To picture death
You'll need help
From this
Morbid painter

Why do I
Write so wickedly
Then spread like pandemics
It's
Pandemonium momentarily
Shared with you
With whatsoever
You should do

With

Evil knowledge
Is truth
Look in your hands
I say
"Vice is right"
Can I persuade?
Like a gun used to
****** a murderer

Some executions
Are executed
At the exact moment
Of redemption

How tempting
Is it for
A wholesome man
To make
A half-hearted attempt
At prosperity
Sparingly
Laying in Evil's bed
But never staying

When he awakes
Will he use the tools
Because he learned the trade
Or teach others
To not
It's hard to reach others
When all they believe
Is a happy ending
I conclude
But
The true ending
You can't imagine
Because it's too wild
For you.

When they speak of hurt
This is what they mean!

Cuts, bruises and burns Take their turns
Teaching the lessons
But
The viciousness of love
Shows the true definition
No evidence
It burns, bruises and cuts
Through it all

Love Coma
Caused by the blunt object
Of my affection
Untreated
Therefore infected
Sick intentions
Arise from the tension…

How can we claim
To love each other
And then hate?
There is no thin line
Between love and hate!!!!!!!!
The line that divides
Is thicker
Than blood

Clots
Seem to reminisce
Us
Coagulated
As we try to prevent death
I’m so glad you made it
To the point
You can take another breath
And calm
Before you leave me
Left
With my own sores
To pick through
The score is settled
I refuse to fight
If winning means
I proved
Why you
And I
Aren’t right!

Isn’t reality so much sicker than fantasy

We visualize
The direction we need to go
And laugh about the future
Smiles
You and I
Will share
With a pair of kids
And a wedding
That dawns
On the eve of our choosing
On a lawn
By a beach as we’re loosing
The last bit
Of separation
We’ll ever witness
And blend
Become one
Forever
And ever more

Reality
Snaps us back
As we snap
On each other
About the useless points
We make
That truly just shows
We’re only humans
Striving for perfection

What if by chance
You we’re perfected
Before I!!!
You’d leave me for Jesus
If I before you
The ****** Mary I’d subdue
So until we’re perfect angels
Lets settle
Not for the devil
But a few rebels
That try…

To Love

Aches
From old mistakes
How foul have I been speaking?
Cracked smiles
From cavities
Causing a crevice in my teething
The price of penny candy
Is pain
Cheap sweets as artificial
As half-hearted attempts
To show love
Dove's chocolate boxes
Mean less
Harm than my intentions
Teeth missing
From grins
As grim as what I'm eating

You're a myth
I'm the conspiracy theorist
My predictions proved accurate
To bachelorettes
In need of witch doctors
I came equipped
With a portfolio pertaining
More to psuedoscience
Than pharmaceutical
They marvel
At my hypothetical
Dream conjuring
But you're more than watcher
You are the observation
Please,
For the sake of science
Let me bring
Your dark mysteries to light
The laws
Of the impossible will be rewritten
In your name
Save me
From the enclaves
Of society
With scientists who doubt
Supernature
Expose your perfection
My ambition
Claims I discovered you
Because Nobel's Peace Prizes
Aren't given to spirits
Yours kept me alive
Without medication
The cure
For all ailments
A killer of pain
A passer of time
With controls
To slow
Or explode it
I'm devoted
To the micro-
And telescopes
In hopes
To set sight
And tell the scope
Of possibilities