Under the microscope
you are the bacteria
under study to make sure it's 100% perfection.
The teacher throws your Human remains through the meat grinder
Inspecting every molecule which makes up your soul
As there is no room for any ,however, other than those deemed
"a minder."
You are a puppet on strings
You must obey every tug on the strings
as being the "Black Sheep"
Never has any light from which becoming such a "new puppet" brings.
You must walk their walk
Do not show any human instincts
One false move
You are the smashed insect that has now gone on the lists of the extinct.
Talk their talk.... Be their idea of "pure.."
Better drink your Holy Water
As the hounds follow and investigate exactly where you are and where you have been.
There are no exceptions to the rules to making no mistakes
for it is your soul's light
That shall be burnt on the stake
If you show what "weaknesses" the masses wish to expel from your natural Human will
Better beg for your ability to have acceptance from "the socially pure actors"
as it shall be the loss of care and heart's light that shall place darkness upon you
as your remaining life and blood begins to spill.

Acid Rain
Loneliness .. an acid that eats it’s way to the bone

Questions remain why silence must remain

in your boxing ring to remain strong and able to stay in safety’s zone.

Others question you on why you remain a solo act.

Some ask you if you even know what love is

or if you have a ***** motive….

Tears silently fall inside of you…drip…drip

No notices the pain…as you sit and admire those who already experience the miracle of such

Your beating heart remains weak and deeply sensitive..

The long hours that mark the time of another day

as your head and soul screams for release from this prison

Sunlight shines… maybe a miracle will find you and guide you on a bright and less hectic way.

You and never show your feelings

over freezing in this cold

storm of the “Heart’s winter..”

Blazing trails and fighting the war of those of doubt

Wood frames of shelter explode until the structure that protected you

falls into ashes and splinters.

Don’t show weakness

You must never accept your Human Nature drawing you into attraction

as misunderstandings and hurt come from problems miscalculated

Some follow and wait for you to trip, fall, and have a finger to define

what it is you truly want…..Not anything lustful, attraction at times, only Human…

Another subtraction

You feel like a failure as a true noble being that you've tried so hard to beam on those dark and judgmental about you….

another space vacant

where Human presence used to thrive

You have a golden and rare heart..if people would give you the same head start that other “worth whiles” seem to be given

As this Rat race to end the acid rains of a lone man

Beg for an end to the burdens of constant trial and questioning in Love’s court

You merely go on your weary way and you show yourself, through pain and pleasure, that you are doing the very  best that you can.

United We Stand
Divided... We Have Fallen
Balance is the Key To a Better Way....
So why isn't the Balancing beam being set up....for a success and a brighter day?
A Volcano of lies
Lava Scolds the Truthful and the Innocent
Sitting on our hands
We merely die like lost sea creatures boiling on the sands..
Of life's Symbiont energies peacefully brimming with  healing purpose and fluid intelligence to heal our Misguided people from destruction..
The Oceans push their waters .. harder then harder
As the Gods of Fortune, Health, and Care..
Buddha's tears fill a great portion of the ocean.. devotion...
We must stop and bath in these waters..gifts of nature,,,
End the senseless ignorance and violence,,,
Becoming who we know we can be..
Gentle creatures over-flowing with gleaming gifts of solution and equal distribution of rights and softer tolerance.
Until the Volcano is put to sleep with truth's song...
Until the destruction of a great world comes...
At the rate and on the road on which we have traveled, wrongly, down...
The time until the Vengeance of our Angry and Devine Creator, upon us, his wrath shall be seen quickly and deeply strong.

The needle skirts the medicine
Into the naive veins
of the overly trusting
The medical profession
does what THEY want.
The adverts flaunt
merely a fantasy
while the patient dies from miss care

The democrats cheer
as the sick die
and undeserving thrive
here is another chapter
another hefty and fraudulent bill
the poor die from the uncured chills
the rich idiots enjoy their kills.

The year's clock finally ran out.
We made it through struggles...
Fought some of the most grueling wars..
Earned numerous victories...
Here's what New Year's renewal clock is all about.
Pain in the heart..
Agony in our bones...
Diseases that we have fought to eradicate..
Fighting with Selfless Charity and Self Support
We braved the waves of another year in life.
We cheer and shout, for yet another refreshed and clean Slate,
as we Stay past the Midnight Deadline...
Cheers to us, who never gave in or up, who stayed strong and proud..
we stand, together, united and true, bonded true and forever..
Singing,forever, the unity
Souls start to intertwine.

I have many travels tales to tell.
War and Funny Life Stories
That will make the heart laugh and learn , as well.
Strength breeds numbers.
Energies shine abroad.
Whether negative or positive
What energy you cling to is absorbed by those nearest to you.
Watch out of pity demons and negative spirits..
Instead of beautiful songs..uplifting and full of dance..
You shall be playing, all alone, to even smaller numbers..
While singing the blues.

The quiet hours pass by like turtles crawling to the shores
of life's huge oceans
However long the trip the need for it is engraved..in the hearts of those who can endure..
True Devotion.
To a task that might make one shed blood,sweat,and tears
As long as your souls fails to give in or out
The body will follow suit
We soon run out of fears.
We faced the stinging of aloneness
The burns of sun heated gravel along these streets we travel
Moments end in miles
Traveled earning much experience
You gain and earn
So never give in or up
In the end, you..this "lone conquerer" ..smiles
He holds up his head and smirks to those who once thought of him as weak
and cheered as he started to fall.
However tempted to give in to those nasty cheers of the mean-felt crowd...
He never listened...he numbed his heart and ears....
For now he has conquered and earned it - all. Of which he wanted.
He sent blessings and true heart for the healing of those wicked chanting for him..
the one who never fell...
"for true victors can share their spoils and wish all enemies..
Good Heath and a heart that shall, once again, become sweet, caring, and shall feel this warm energies and swell."