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Lawrence Hall Jul 2021
Lawrence Hall

                    Texas, Our Texas, All Hail the Secret State

            "The Biden administration is not being transparent…”

                                     -Governor Greg Abbot

Governor Abbot so loves his Texas folk
That he orders state troopers to keep them away
He surrounds himself with a security cloak
And with his good ol’ boys, the ones who pay

God forbid that the people who voted for him
Should forget their place, and dare to approach
The corporate hangar guarded against them
And risk his Praetorians’ stern reproach

Even the press is locked out, alone and lonely –

             The government of Texas is for Members Only
Abbott accuses Biden admin of 'not being transparent' about health of unaccompanied minors at border | Fox News

Governor Abbott comes to Jasper | Local News |
BlackWhite Jul 2021
Just be open and honest, transparency is a way forward.
Ego, lies, deception, mind games are just a thing of the past.

Carry your heart on your sleeve, one should express all, how they feel. People might hurt in the beginning but as the time goes by you tend to connect with only like minded people, likely with the one with an open mind and crystal clear heart. Someone who wouldn't be scared to reciprocate the honesty, selflessness, love, respect and trust.

This is the way to filter the odd ones out of your life, its a litmus test
Those who are wiling to be by your side through think and thin, the most difficult times until the end regardless of your past, are the only one's who deserves a  fair chance, rest all are just a waste of time.

Remember, if you don't ask you don't get what you need, don't assume others would know what you want, as not many are good at reading minds and hearts.
try it for once, a litmus test
Erin Riley May 2020
Why have
I always
felt the need
to be someone
else’s property
when I was
planted on
this earth to
grow wild.
Austin Reed Mar 2020
It’s lonesome
Watching life through pictures
Wishing you had a moment back
Longing for a new venture

It’s lonesome
Feeling the way you do
To shy to tell
Yearning for their touch

It’s lonesome
Sleeping in
For there’s no plans
Just your bed
John McCafferty Jan 2020
A fractured silent state
where fear thrives amongst thieves.
Ignore your neighbour's knocking
and humanity's hum ultimately become louder.
What's duality's plea if transparency is key.
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
M Vogel Nov 2019

Pain.. when left alone to just be pain;
and trying to heal from that place, without giving hope to others
the way that you do so beautifully when you write the way you do..

It all becomes such a loneliness, when unshared.

And your opening up in that beautiful and gorgeous way that you do--
it is a wonderful example (both to, and for) so many who are still
tightly bound within the pain of it all, never knowing that the
reaching for hope is so very worthy of their time and energy:  
both,  desperately needed

in order to become able to press through the shame;
in order to just be able to hold on.

Never more gorgeous and **** you are to men like me--
when you glow that way..
as a beacon of light to those who were ones bound so very tightly,
within the injustice of all that was so unfairly laid upon them--  
                                                        ­ just as it also was with you.
your healing and perseverance, in your movement towards strength,
again, is opening doors for many--
there is no doubt in my mind, of that very truth:

Something deep and beautiful happens inside of me, and those like me
when I see ones like you do that beautiful thing that you do out there.
Wild thoughts come to the surface-- of mouth, pressed to mouth,
and gentle (and the not so overly gentle) removing of clothes-- in a
not so very un-fast pace.. in the deep need to so very quickly know,
between brightly-glowing bodies;
that wonderful feeling of skin on skin. Really. xo

And, though innocent in your use of it, and unbeknownst to you,
there is a conniving and scheming within it that bypasses all of the
filters of my heart, and enters directly into desire's  unbridled
and untamed world--

the one that always is brewing within me, subsurface.

Leave it to the gorgeous wild-ones such as yourself to bring that
part of me out into the light of day-- where I can barely manage it.
The thought of ever being alone with ones like you at night, brings
about such a wonderful,  
exploding  eruption of warm, lava flow..

even within itself.
True story, babe.
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