Jan 2018
Mission Accomplished to free one
Richard J.
Lover and spiritually gifted healer.
Stranded in a land where few understood him,
and dark anchored needing cleansing.
In a place where bars held spirits
in human form many not awake.
Not conscious that their
divine and sacred, deserving love
and respect.
A place where hands are ruled by walking zombies
who forgot how to live in heart.
A place where dishonor flourishes
and food is barely eatable.
Where thievery happens by those in-charge
who care little for those captured in the turmoil of life.
Where they think nothing of stealing your possessions in the name of their power.
Mission accomplished
to free one being called
Richard J,
person of light and love.
Stranded hours from home
Where dark needed the integration into the light
and new seeds were to be planted
for harvest another time in cells ground.
A place blessed to have him there
though perhaps they'll never know.
Richard J.
Lover and spiritually gifted healer.
Stranded in a land where few understood him,
and dark anchored needing cleansing.
In a place where bars held spirits
in human form many not awake.
Not conscious that their
divine and sacred, deserving love
and respect.
A place where hands are ruled by walking zombies
who forgot how to live in heart.
A place where dishonor flourishes
and food is barely eatable.
Where thievery happens by those in-charge
who care little for those captured in the turmoil of life.
Where they think nothing of stealing your possessions in the name of their power.
Mission accomplished
to free one being called
Richard J,
person of light and love.
Stranded hours from home
Where dark needed the integration into the light
and new seeds were to be planted
for harvest another time in cells ground.
A place blessed to have him there
though perhaps they'll never know.
A friend though he paid the fine he did not know he had to appear in court therefore five years later they came and arrested him. They drove two hours to arrest him because it happened near the shore. Hearing about it I bailed him out but the things I learned caused me to write this poem. I wish our judicial system was not so corrupt and our laws were to protect the people and not be an arm of controlling forces in society. Not to say all law enforcement don't have caring people but there is much that needs to be changed. Things were stolen they had no reason to take. Shame on them.
(66/F/New York)
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