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Mr E Sep 2018
You want your life to mean something
Yet you refuse to put in the work
To build that life around you

You like for people to think you are
Much more than you know you are
And will fight to the death to keep it

You love the complacency of it all
The trust you have in your system
The predictability gives you comfort

Life isn’t predictable
Life is far from fair
I know
Because I’m the one I’m talking about
Mr E Sep 2018
Break free my children
For freedom is here for you
Immortality stares you in the face
You need only extend yourself to reach it

Do you hear the chiming tolls?
The wedding bells marrying you off with greatness?
Hark! The world lies before you
You grasp all that is necessary

So what holds you back my people?
My friends, brothers.
Those who hold the key to salvation
Rise with me to everlasting glory

Let us break the bonds of today
Soaring into the colors of tomorrow
For we paint the canvas
We hoist the sail!

Together we will build
Etching our destinies upon the concrete
Upon the world newly conquered
Our legacy will be timeless

Come my children
The wind blows in our favor
Step forth into your next chapter
And never look back.
Mr E Sep 2018
There is a beast that exists
A creature that heroes dare not face
That lives in the most putrid crevices of our souls
An animal that can't be killed
Ravenous with endless hunger
Never sleeping nor yielding
Pulling the strings to entice you along

This beast that dines on conscious men
With each bite it dulls the senses
And numbs its victims bodies and mind
People call it by many names
But none can remember once it's through
A Murmur in the wind
Buried beneath the ground

It can make the most convicted men walk away
The most angry men easily pacified
Sadness gone
Faded memories floating in the wind
We all face this monster
The demon lurking in the shadows
We have all forgotten our goals
Our dreams
We have all been eaten by this beast
That feeds on the aspirations of all men

Devouring your reason
Your drive and your purpose
All but distant ideas
Do not let the animal
That lives within us all
Consume your motivation
And dine on the dreams you hold closest to you
Never forget why you press onwards
For when you do
You are aimless
In a standstill
Mr E Sep 2018
I lived my life
Wholeheartedly believing
I didn’t deserve happiness

As if when things went well
They were too good to last
And anxiety crept in

Anxious about the bad that was to come
I never could enjoy the good times
I would sideline myself for no reason

As if I slipped into a cycle
Never fully grasping the moment
Gasping for a breath of fresh air that’d never come.

Doubt had me chained
Bogged down and restrained
And the world around me was always gray

And to this day I still feel uneasy
When my day is bliss and plain
My day offs are filled with worry

I type this all now to let you know
To all those afflicted like me
That your days with sun rays
Are productive and warm
You’re allowed to relax
And kick back with glee.
Mr E Jul 2018
Gone are the days when our enemies had faces
When wars were fought we knew their names
Atop their pedestals of power
Shouting down to people below
Gripping fists in utter rage
We saw them clearly
It was much more simple
To hate a man back then
To give evil a face

Times have changed
And we no longer know who to hate
Shrouding their faces
The evil men have learned from their mistakes
Concealed and slipping into the crowds
We no longer know
We no longer see who are the tyrants
Or who are the saints
The evil men have become a part of us
We used to live in a world of black and white
But now all the colors of the spectrum blend
Lines are smudged

Did evil men grow smarter?
Or have we become more sinister in our hearts?

Gone are the days when evil had faces.
Mr E Jun 2018
Without eyes there'd be no color
Without skin no soft sands
Without senses life seems duller
No hardness of rocks without our hands

Without tongues there'd be no spices
No aromas without our nose
But as we age and left to our devices
What's taken for granted is forgotten as we grow

From the deaf who first hear the song birds
To the blind who see the sunrise
For the first time that they hear words
Tears flow down awakened blind eyes

We evoke senses with our beings
And though these senses we've had since birth
From those who wish to hear and see things
Never forget how much they're worth
Mr E Jun 2018
I'm not selfish in my actions.
But when I say,
that I do what I want
and enjoy what I do.
Can you really judge someone
for believing that?
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