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 Aug 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
Wood
 Aug 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
There was once a carpenter's son;
he died by his stepfather's profession
about an item made of wood

He died by his stepfather's profession
carrying wood upon his back

He died by his stepfather's profession
with wood touching him
He died by his stepfather's profession
by wood with nails in skin...
Ironically this man of love and peace
who preached peace and
love knew about wood
by his earthly father;
died on wood...
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
Excessive shout of incoming
American soldier caught in a millisecond flash
Fleeting after image, then nothing
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
I will still love you even if Atlas tripped and
the earth dropped
I would search the heavens find the milky way;
find the "Big Dipper" and milk feed you

I would steal home base and give it to you;
become your double when you're in trouble,
become your alibi no matter what, do your dishes,
shine your shoes, make your bed and only give you
good news.

I would smile for you, cry for you, even lie for you
but should I ever die for you?
I would even smoke *** for you, eat the best food for you,
buy the best for myself for you
And being satisfied lay softly back and whisper to myself, "If I would for you, oooh yeah if I would for you."
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
Hear my soul
Don't stand in my shadow
Dare to strive forward
Replenish your striving
Become your own wishes and not mine
The great baton is passed to you
I will soon meld into the abyss of by gones upon by gones

My inner kingdom soon dwindles into obscurity
My trumpets of announcements is but only a hushed breeze
Days of rest beckons to me and the great ****** hangs
over my head like a giant pendulum counting time

I still hear, feel, and see my muse crying out to me
not to abandon myself from myself
Space shrinks as time shrinks
The earth pulls me down as gravity will soon claim me
Mother Earth will soon embrace me and welcome
me home, from where we all came, from the beginning of time
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
Wallow with me in the
absolute indiscriminate, undesirable mire
of mesh besides the ghouls of life that spew toxins
Feel the stinging lies fed through wires on invisible
currents across the land of misguided misenthrapes' agendas. Being heroic in your deed manifest great deeds
through inspiration by wielding your sword against the
salivating creatures of overwhelming greed
Wallow alongside me so we can fight together and feel
the last pangs of distress of this muddy muck
And so being of sound mind and after this spiritual battle
let our people of sound mind clean and plant its true aboundance and to be assured that we reigned in victory
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
You can splice this WRITING this way, one must read slowly
in order to understand how splicing together stanzas can be read at READINGS involving a spliced stanza is another kind
of  art EXPRESSION on a person's face when reading this
think they are HIGH times will be had by all when reading
THIS will blow MINDS will absolutely shatter after reading
all of this way out NONSENCE can be fun don't you THINK no more, after all of this SPLICING
 Jan 2015 Kyle C Sapp
RW Dennen
With love and respect to a "National Hero" who gave his life
for future goodness. This coming National holiday January 16th 2017
his first name was Martin; let us begin...


And so you came and left Alabama
   on words that blew sharply
piercing even the most covered ear

Great cities welcomed you
   and some did not

Pride from a long struggle
     subdued anger
     bringing about a glimpse
     of worldwide HOPE for everyone
     and all the poor

Prophetic visions were shouted
   in strength to all four corners of the globe

Yet a crucifixion was waiting
for you in the guise of a missile

And too early a wheat was razed,
                                                and the loaf became bitter

Your body was passed from mind to mind
       as we ate of your bitter loaf
And so the dirge-drums were struck
  And so the cadence bowed
      And so the tears were shed
             And so a brother in spirit was dead

All colors mixed in unison-
   And out from that dark cloud appeared a rainbow
And rain tear-cheeks dried
And a resurrection of pride
soon flooded the country-
We all became baptised
                        in blood and truth...
King followed in Mahatma Gandi's footsteps...go with me in peace and love my brothers and sisters

— The End —