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Harsh geographical tongues,
Set up against the asphalt gleaming in the bright light,
The A Crowd betwixt and between- efforting that cool knowing stance to cover the fear reeked knee **** bloodthirst their inadequacy always spawned.
The B Crowd simpers aghast at what unconscious desires to adopt the life husk of burned out hucksters has wrought.
The sentimental inspector dutifully tweaks the scales so we all have a tighter grasp on true value.
Postscript: Lord grant me the grace to disguise the portentous notions that I am anything other than what I pretend to be...


[Rolloroberson copyright 2020]
A flood of information late in the night
I am lost in the maze of events
Blazing trails to find no ends
Looking towards her spirit for guidance
Brilliance appears on the horizon
Leave it to Providence in silence
My beloved
And beautiful Faisal
You tell me the story
Of your horrific childhood
And ask
“Love me for me”

My beloved
Gift from Allah
I tell you
In bits about what happened
To me
And I say
“Love me for me”

We are two
Lonely
And broken souls
The product of the same
Source.....
Terrorism










‎محبوبي
‎ وجميل فيصل
‎ أخبرني القصة
‎ من طفولتك المرعبة
‎ و إسأل
‎ "أحبني لشخصي"

‎ محبوبي
‎ هبة من الله
‎ أقول لكم
‎ في أجزاء حول ما حدث
‎ إلي
‎ وأنا أقول
‎ "أحبني لشخصي"

‎ نحن اثنان
‎ وحيد
‎ ونفوس محطمة
‎ منتج نفس الشيء
‎ مصدر.....
‎ الإرهاب
Dante Rocío Sep 10
Watching the schemes
of the World
and realising nothing
happens without
a cause yet
it seems so,
there it is
to see it
is not us
who choose events,
but they choose us,
since there are so many
mishaps on our
part.
As we know there is no coincidence in
the ways all Here flows to and fro,
one side of event must have premeditation.
Once we see how we are “accidents”
and can’t pinpoint it exactly,
there is no other way than to say
The other side takes course of it.
Gorba Sep 9
I fell in a well full of emptiness
And crashed on a ground made of darkness
My body bears open wounds bleeding unanswered questions
While my mind flies over clouds of elusive notions

I’m lying down wondering about my future
Which is looking at me in disguise at the next corner
Arguing passionately with my past, wrinkled by memories, tired and naked
Trying to decide what the next step will be  
Leaving me, present, out of the conversation, obsolete, already almost dated
And showing me no sign of the slightest pity, no comfort to my misery

I’m looking for a saving remedy, for a narrow escape
But it seems like there is none, I see no gate
I will try to “be the change I wish to see in the world” instead
Hoping that I am not being in over my head

A tasteless soup of words is feeding my thoughts
That my brain tries to season with a pinch of sense
I’m trying to articulate what I mean, what my reflection brought
But everything is mashed up now, it feels too dense
I might need to heat the entire batched up
And start again, as many times as needed, I will never give up.
I don’t get why people torture
Others
For DNA
Religion
Or political reasons
Grow the * up you
Psychopaths
On serial killers
Hurt others
Thou shalt not torture
Thou shalt not ****







‎لا أفهم لماذا يعذب الناس
‎ الآخرين
‎ للحمض النووي
‎ دين
‎ أو لأسباب سياسية
‎ تنمو *
لك
‎ السيكوباتيين
‎ على القتلة المتسلسلين
‎ جرح الآخرين
‎ لا تعذب
‎ لا تقتل
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𝚃𝚑𝚞𝚜,𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜!
Spades Jul 24
They say “we gon’ be alright”
And I know that its the truth
But sometimes it’s hard to find the light        
What if this is just a ruse?

Nothing worth anything can last
How do we know what we can trust?
Everything destroyed in a blast,
Our revolution turned to dust

It’s a chance at perfection
All this passion and love
So we won’t lose anyone else because of a darker complexion
A battle-ax and a dove            

The opposite of love could never be hate
And we’ll experience both in our damage state
On a dark and cold, winter's night in Omaha
I stumbled into a bar, that was well worth it's scars
The barmaid asked are you here for a woman or to just quench your thirst
I said I'm looking for Reno, he owes me money that was due on the first
She said he would be out in a minute and others were looking for him too
Reno came out with a smile until he saw the badge laying on the ground
He made a good run, but the lawmen had a gun
And ol Reno was lying face down

Reno old pal, why did you run, you know the cops and the law of their gun,
you get to leave and I must stay, it's not too fair, but it the price we have to pay

They ruled it as an accident and claimed that he tripped and fell
He was drinking too much, couldn't see where to walk to
I demanded justice for my righteous brother, they screamed and hollered at me, they said we'll send you right to hell
So I started marching to the ol' corrupt police station to give them a piece of my mind, I laid his picture down and they pulled our their guns
I tried to make a quick run, but the pain in my back could not take it as my body lay face in the ground

Oh Reno old pal, why did we run, we know the cops, and the law of their gun
You got to leave, and now I will too
It's not fair, But it's the price we pay
I woke up this morning, turned on the news
I saw Bethel, Ohio and turned the channel it was Seattle
I belive in fighting for what you stand for
Singing the song you hold in your hand
Love and war never knew no piece
No justice can be acheived this way
If we are going to fight for this, We have to do it right

We can stand together, We can stand united
There's no reason to cast any stones
Black Lives Matter and so do the rest
This isn't no conspiracy, you can put that to the test
We'll fight for what's right, crumble what's wrong
Together we're in for the fight of our lives

We seen Martin Luther King and Ghandi beaten down and all alone
Never once did they open up to the violence eating at their soul
I belvie in the first ammedment, I believe through violence there's no peace
Look closer, can't you see we're killing eachother
Don't we know any better
We want peace and we want justice most of all
Together we can make it, come on my brother and sisters lets stand untied once and for all

We can stand together, We can stand united
There's no reason to cast any stones
Black Lives Matter and so do the rest
This isn't no consipracy, you can put that to the test
We'll fight for what's right and crumble what is wrong
Together we're in for the fight our our lives
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