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Mar 2017
You sure have shown me.
Grown ups acting like children.
Childishly seeking to weigh another soul  down..
Through exploiting their weaknesses in the crowds..
and flaunting things that make another sad....
Since they assume you cannot have what they own.
Let them wear these  Rusty Crowns.
On their seats of thorns.
In their empty Kingdom..
I deserve the best out of life.
Truth, success, love, intimacy, and all that I do rightfully yearn for.
Such enlightened rewards which I have worked so very hard, to earn.
Through my true selfless nature and deep fondness of being the less violent and the  more kind....
Of  being this sort of sweet spirited person.
At times such is a curse.
As the corrupt take advantage of such.
They take from me too much....
Energies....
Happiness.....
Enjoyment of life....
Until I snap out of their trance and strike back.
I turn away....They receive some bad Karma.
I work onward, as me. Succeeding.
Such visions of such cuts them ,slowly,like a knife.
Now, more than ever, I "Look Before I leap."
For not everyone is what they appear.
When I need some one.
When they stab me in the back as I sleep.
Their actions prove their jealousy and yearning.....
For me to be below their childish and wicked level....
Let them think that they have it "all."
Looking back, I laugh at what "least of what is important,"
in their lives...
That they wish that I could  have  had.
For, it was not me who kept the good ones out.
The bad ones simply forgot the universal password.
Which was kindness, trust, and truthiness.
For them  to see, me ,get what I have needed.
Such keeps them out in the cold..
The warmer ones are with me...
Outside their  walls.
Us bigger hearts...The "Stronger" and the more "Bolder."
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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