An x-ray view of what was before while looking for the after now Like a resurrection and afterlife on some biblical prophecy Be aware on the conscious for its under attack by malware soon to fully develop into a spyware Your mental is like your software Operating system needs an upgrade This virus just gave it a reboot With simple task manager for putting on a mask Betterment of the self is a daily update Because the past is what you have lived and it all crashed But we need to understand that our attention on affection is being hacked Being scanned everyday as we usher into the era of the cyborg Some lifestyles we need to abort Social interaction is digitalized friends are stranger on social media Here was the birth of social distancing industrialization sign in globalization to confinement Can’t we see the danger!?, people have become invisible Let put aside propaganda its not in this piece’s agenda In an atmosphere filled with uncertainty dwells fear of change with a wave of intolerance A dominant experience at the moment is sense of grief notion of sadness, despair, helplessness, powerlessness and anger Fragment of blame, echo chambers of many Negative escalation of human degradation Issue is on face mask as the color of the skin Being policed by leaders with empty promises It feels like the pandemic took a 360 degrees turn to make it a worldwide web In some ways it has come full circle back to localization, national budget and personal introspect Everyone is loading their data refresh the mind on the page what does history show Before the hand shakes, people kissed to greet Here we tap our feet Gathering set the tone of joy Togetherness was a remedy now in a memory We just have to stick as family unfamiliar at a point of acceptance becomes familiar
I long to break skin To breathe, to take in A breath of weathered sky Watch the end of nights lullaby As brittle with early dew A rising sun is born anew
As I batter with fists against this cage The walls crack with the rage Too long in silence, my quiet room This butterfly has broken from its tomb Blinking against the growing pale I spread out wings, fragile and frail
Wary, my steps slowly lead the way From the darkest room, to a brightening day I can smell the scent of tomorrow And I can see the world, coloured rainbow I’ve been too long hidden, out of sight Now I fly, as my wings take to flight
I met you once 7months ago We kicked back and chilled I didn't know you like that which scared me until.. I met you again on your birthday And I don't want to over do it You make my heart skip beats When I see you or even hear your voice.. I'm an overly emotional person I want you regardless I wish you were mine as I would be yours alone But I've been hurt so I'm taking the higher road to meet you half way.. Will you comply? Will you be my man? Will you be my dream come true. I guess its my turn to wait for you even though I want you with all my heart. Ill wait for you to come to me...
The little kid whose life was hid from the world knowledge Her daddy unaware of the life that was started inside her mommy’s tummy Daddy went to war, but mommy found a new daddy who was not her’s To her that man was not a dad he was a monster When the girl would even talk out of place the Monster would make sure the precious flower was black and blue If someone was to find out about the little flower The monster wouldn’t get money from his parent When the monster was mad the flower started to wilt From the snap of the belt when it would hit her skin When the little flower would cry the monster found a sensation in it and kept swinging Years went by with throws years more and more scars came to the flower Her mommy found another daddy but he was not hers To her this man was not a dad he was a demon This demon craved to the smooth skin of a innocent girl The demon’s fingers icy cold sent chills up her spin His fingers ventured to places that made her cry Where was mommy? She was not to be found the first couple times The flower told her mommy, but mommy refused to acknowledge it Mommy said the demon was drunk so it’s not the same Mommy didn’t stop the demon The demon hurt the little flower The demon took the last piece of innocence from the little flower But the little flower refused to lose to this fight The little flower grew into a giant rose bush Over time the wilts smoothed out the bruises faded away Where was mommy? The flower didn’t know The flower heart was open because of all the emptiness from her past it’s now over flowing And mommy didn’t like that because when mommy saw her little flower flourish into a life of love It broke mom’s heart. But mommy won’t change because she is broken and refuses to see it.
Dawn Is beautiful . Its new and raw. It's beautifully honest. There's something redeeming about the early minutes our day It imitates the early minutes of our existence And erodes the nonsense and lies Of day-to-day survival.
Dawn Not only relieves the darkness It exposes the darkness within us The things we did to each other Or with each other Under the cover of darkness At dawn they are brought to light And in those first few minutes We too are painfully honest Beautifully honest with ourselves Enough to let the dawn Infiltrate our hearts .
Dawn Is fleeting . It's redeeming factor is not permanent. Within a few minutes we begin surviving We commit fresh sins. We start lying. We learn to hide ourselves and our sins. In broad daylight. In dawn's light. We lie. And dawn helps us.
Soon enough dawn becomes Irrelevant not beautiful. It becomes unfair and weak. Letting sinners slip through the cracks Letting the guilty forget their crimes. And so we blame dawn. For not delivering on what it promised In those early hours of the day. We call it an accomplice of the evil And we charge it with treason.
But dawn Was innocent. It's only crime was light. It's beautiful and redeeming light. That let us sinners feel light And guilt-free when it shone Through the heavy darkness in our hearts. For the first time. And maybe the only time in our lives We knew beauty And redemption. If only for a few minutes.
you had a lot of words to say, but when you attempted finding them- you were restricted. i wish i could have somehow helped retrieve them, but i never made the cut. too bad i can't take away the darkness and bitterness that pumps through your blood with every beat of your heart- but that's your fault. keeping secrets and everything inside have always been your forte, but will soon become your silent killer. the secrets out that you musn't be as strong as your front.