Jubal Cain trained his children,
his brother, Tubal, trained his, as well.

When stories grow in prehistorical shade,
all letters symbol references locked away,

when the little people in blue Phrygian caps,
acknowledge the big strong wombed Liberties,
wearing with honor the red Phrygian caps.

Freedom from all forms of mental tyranny, snaps
medically induced connection across synaptic gaps.

Who, who? We heard it,
on the radio.
Life in my time has been totally unique,
in time as a whole,
scientifically, we, even we two, just me
and you, agreeing,
as touching,

any thing, a thought, a thing? being used
to make you think, once more

what if, we do, and never tell?  
what if this is telling?
what if we knew?

I am honored to have been merged with such a well crafted human being

Firm hold of a stressful release
The real ease...
Is music to your heart in skilled keys
Closed noted memories unlock the liberties
that now potentially send me back to infinity
So this delivery came from the enigmatic entity
That never ceased empathy for any arch enemy
And even when the serpent brought the sin into the synergy
Symmetry was just a waste of energy
Only the incompetent compete for skin identity
Stab it with a label, still the same color when you bleed
Blind folded you could truly peep what the spirit speaks
Monologue with nonsense on your conscience and you'll miss the speech

(10 W)

YOU beam
Over me....around,
Underneath,

Energies combine
WE  radiate!

Sally
Copyright May 17, 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan