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Kilam TA Apr 2018
Influence is the power you have over others
Brothers fighting over the bigger crumb
Dumb to what they and their sister's have become
Won by skin tones and education
Legislation driven by religion
Forgiven by a being we've never met
Regret nothing, so we do it again

Friends burn bridges for this power
Liars sell visions for this power
Poppers give their lives for this power
This is why I despise this power

We all sin
So we all can't win
But if the game was rigged to begin
What do we ever, really win?
Kilam TA Feb 2018
Rotting flesh bathes under the sun's unrelenting waves

Our prey has felt the reapers touch
repossessing its soul
so we may harvest the remains

The scents invade our nostrils
luring us into a state of blissful hunger

We dive
We feast
We leave none to waste
Kilam TA Oct 2017
Being bombarded with temptation
Doesn’t dim the fireworks
That crash like the a Titan gait
Inside my heart
No exposed midriff will propel my drift
As my thirst can’t be satisfied
With the bucket and pulley water they fetch
This carnal passion I feel remains sky-lit
Bright and beautiful
All, because of you
Kilam TA Sep 2017
Love doesn't fail
It withers without proper care
The roots gasp for the final drop
A drop, that is no longer there
When we shed light on our shadowed past
It should bring life
But care isn't attention
It's attention done right
Results may very
As the effort will change
But when all is lost
The seeds, will always remain
Kilam TA Sep 2017
I need you both
because balance is good
Fear, I know you are over protective
Imagination, I know you are blindly optimistic
but with balance comes discipline
because balance is good
I will continue to consult you both
as you are my allies
on this journey to self revelation
and realization
I will continue to consult you both
because balance is good
Kilam TA Sep 2017
Let me stay warm
bask in your walls of life
hold tight till stars exchange long glares with sunlight
And tell the moon of blue skies
mistaken as true lies
with the hues of red and purple
between the hours of midnight and noon
I'll never hurt you
only love long pass curfews
Until we sleep clutched in an embrace
awaken by the same love on a new day
Kilam TA Sep 2017
The seed cracks with growth
separating through reach destined for the heavens
competing with the similarly ambitious
because space is finite
So, aspire to grow small?
I think not for I am a seed
"Let me exceed", I shall ask
fore my pedals will expand and spread my  pollen
Never, to recede
Attempting to mix imagery with abstract cerebral complexity
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