#extremists
We usually say
"step into the light"
when there's
nothing but night;
But do we say
"step into the night"
when the light
is so bright
that it not only blinds
but burns out our eyes?
When extremist's
play their games
to blind our
sensitive eyes,
it doesn't matter
if they're using
darkness or light.
It's all the same
if you're snowblind
or just left alone
in the dark.
Whether it's
viral or bacterial
it's still an infection.
Feeling our way
in the heavy black air,
too thick to breathe.
Fumbling around
in the light gray air
too thin to breathe.
Caught in the loop of
groping the walls of our
minds in twilight.
Struggling to refocus
in moonlight.
Then so exhausted
by daybreak
that we sleep it all off
until dusk.
Too much darkness
Too much light
Too much cold
Too much heat
Too much pleasure
Too much pain
Too much sunshine
Too much rain
You can have too little
or too much of anything.
Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 8:21 AM UTC
It's funny you think heaven will let you in,
When all you've done is blame the sin,
Did He never say, "Love Thy Neighbor"?
I beg of you to do me one little favor.
Pull out your wholly rotten teeth,
Cut off your boot-licking tongue,
Cram your throat full with holy script,
And stitch up your quivering God-fearing lips.
Take just one swing, fellow sinner,
It'll just give me another good excuse,
With a few good kicks, I'll curb-stomp you,
Straight to Hell 'cause you burnt my fuse.
Pull out your wholly rotten teeth,
Cut off your boot-licking tongue,
Cram your throat full with holy script,
And stitch up your quivering God-fearing lips.
I don't fear your guns,
I just fear for you,
No, I don't fear your guns,
I'll count to three, we'll have some fun.
May 2, 2022
May 2, 2022 at 12:47 AM UTC
He's rolling down that dirt road
throwin cigs into the brush
spittin ***** to show he's tough
he's finally had, enough
He watches Foxnews on TV
believes in every word and story
with no need, to apologize
or to ever say, he's sorry
She doesn't know her congressman
no idea what government does
oblivious, and got no clue
texts, and drives, just because
She thinks that there's equality
in every corner, and every country
holding to her liberal views
though reality, is ****** and/or gory
Extremes today, so wild and prolific
no saner thoughts and views
with everything horrific
What if we had, a meeting of minds
and talked our troubles through
maybe, we could finally find
just What Would Jesus, Do?
Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 10:06 AM UTC
I am glad that you have a belief.
I am glad that you must always believe.
I am glad that you speak of it as guaranteed fact.
I am glad that you put this "fact" on various billboards.
I am glad that you will "live forever," one well worn past.
I am glad that you have a unique brand of faith-based words.
*But you can not make me be able to "see."
But you can not make me feel I need to be "aware."
But you can not make me understand it as fact alone.
But you will not make me enjoy seeing it everywhere.
But you will not make my speech echo it's ideals.
But you can not take away my unique brand of my own.*
And you can never break me, whether with "kindness" or "cruelty,"
No matter the guilt trip, I will hold on to what I want to believe.
Jan 14, 2016
Jan 14, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC
**Amidst all of the tears you have imparted
Lie the truths behind your "need" for vengeance
Before you've even taken wounds from others
You steal up space to supposedly mend them.
Vanishing into the thick smoke, none can see how
You hide from them all and create a boundary,
An unseen space that somehow affords what you
Said you need, you succeeded. Lick the wounds that
Are self-inflicted that you have taken, shutting
The door in my face...**
When I have exactly what you always needed.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 3:23 PM UTC
Father, I have a confession, I admit I smoke one joint weekly,
Father I have a confession, I admit I think about having of ***
Father I have a confession, I admit I question authority,
Father I have a confession, I admit I sometimes write improper text,
Father I have a confession, I admit to being wild at my bachelor party,
Father I have a confession, I admit to being by myself when I'm alone,
Father I have a confession, I admit I have partied hard at the fraternity,
Father I have a confession...that I confess to you things I wouldn't
Need to confess to any stranger, and I don't even know you like this
At all, and how do I know FOR SURE that this is all confidential?
Right...I get it...YOU JUST DO...sorry, whatever, my bad!
Still this is the creepiest confessional that I have ever had.
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 6:07 PM UTC