It was of the sand,
That found for me to stake upon this gamble of a purpose.
To onward journey, stout of heart, within it lines to draw and part
and dedicate my time to all that live and then depart.

And subjugate the sin of wait.
Dare i chance alignment.
To spite the constant vein of me.
That of constant bye.

For it was within the sands.
That truth illuminated
Divining is of destruct and of grand endeavor.
Those were lessons I to learn.
Yet warnings seen, but not to heed.

So to venture bold, embark.

Here I found myself about, a place that i not know.
Lacking proper courtesy that guides the proper tongue.
At a time of caving doubt in youth while throwing caution.
Such foolishness and acts so grave with naivete.

So of this, my letting go and future now to grasp.
Then of me to newer name and shed of me my past.

That led me to a village, shambled as it small.
Oh so sharp in all contrast,
To all i'd ever known.

And then to her so small of frame
with trouble trembling.

Did I find, i've much of want and more to givings be.

The hope I find within her eyes.
Those burning eyes aglow.
Yet shaking did i look to see, the grief she held alone.

For she with nails so black and pained
with eyes of sapphires ancient flame.
Screamed, "anne nerde"?

To this I said within my lip.
My English voice that caused such shock.
"hello", and then ,"who, you"?

And puzzled as i've not the faintest
slight that cause her hate
and run away and then dismiss
or understanding me.

That left me to the mighty awe, and my stupidity.

"Am i the image of the anger, she must see everyday,
A reminder there's tomorrow, or of horrors yesterday"?

Faintly nothing can be had, so i had chanced hello.
This is me and who are you.
And her away to go.
So i was lost to all the why,
and all who heard it so.

Then to suspect, short of counsel and left of reason why.
I shatter peace with solace small and and watch you drain your eye.

So to all that spun around
with jaws so slack with shock.
Made of this a curse and huddle?
Of what, they they took of stock?

They must be of the panic.
They must be many dead
And this is now my crucible
and now i know there dread?

" How dare i cause such great alarm? in such fleeting passing
" i said hello, only hello
and then, but"who are you"?.


All but mine
All faces white blood.

And then the moment shock!

For then i heard, "olu"!!!

"For I said, hello and who ," but she heard only death.

And forgiveness in this place
Was shown not least the trace.

Awaken this, the anger, rage  the mighty great temult.

For announced by all around  
"You utter with most care.

This place if of the teetering
and none dare hear dispair."

So please a caution with your greeting.
For broken hearts here tear

And the tokens of your kindness,
Can be swallowed up in here
Its brought to doom, this little girl by violence and it's snare
Was brought to this, by fault of tounge
bignine and shambled care.

Then better us
To purse a lip
And hope the slight be small,
The reaping can be had
But never excise fault
It is of divinty
So pray we judgment halt.
This is of the manner known
Yet are still unseen

For all the slights be large or small
None are are fully owned


And All the workings good of heart
Must be done 
and done discreet.

Too perfect to be true.
The church decorated
All in white,
The satin fringes
Of her gown,
Gleaming,
Glistening,
In the indoor lights.

Outside,
Mother nature's raging,
Her rain and lightning
Almost sounding out
The words of the preacher.

But it doesn't matter.
We know those words
We've heard so often
In every romantic story.

Not missing a beat,
We say our lines
And kiss for the first time
United.

The ballroom tests
My careful planning.
A skylight showing
The torrential sky.

But,
Just as planned,
The first song plays.
Lyrics fill the room
About the light of day
Gracing her lovely figure
Once again.

...And the sky follows its command.

The sun shines on her
Like a halo of divinty
I always knew she held within.

I could never,
In my wildest dreams,
Hope so much
For a day so perfect.

And suitably so, because it never will.

Even though you had begun
when I was only 1 I got His Son
I do this just for fun, Crushing grooves
is how I moves fleet feet like horse hooves
it would behoove you to soothe
true your ego stop that flow
cause you know that if you blow
it'll show a snakeish temper let me simpl-ify before I die get so high when I try
to defy desire it lights a fire
for my lord forge the sword
to cut the haters rippin satyrs in two
separate the man Fromm the hoof
common brothers raisin roof
while I woof and howl
underdog on the prowl
with a cowl of divinty
rhyme flow infinity
the seed I sow for the Holy Trinity
Wholly subliminally lace beats minimally
more a cappellas speakin in simile
that's a metaphor that I wore
out from the thrift store
I gift more than billionaires
with my sterling silver hairs

cautrized mental conflict
showered across
vain needles
snapped in veins

she gets off
on the sharp edge
laid stiff
beneath the floor
of divinty's home

circle dot stiches
testify
the phantom limbs sting
these
hollow demigod eyes
pierce blue carpet
&
starved mouth sinks teeth
in pink ambrosial flesh

In the time it takes between
The songs with gristle gleam
Beaming with solar vanity
While teaming with a deeper humanity
Religiously we flock
to those with confidence in stock
Aimlessly wandering with widows
We take what we forgot

Oh how time reveals its tick

Knocking on the gates barred an banned, entranced.
Blameless we endure and forever we perform our dance

We know where we belong
Right here on this plant
Rooted we are bound together
Surround them hear our chant
We walk with infinity
You have known our names as such
Rebellion and divinty
Maybe you were told too much
Pieces start to form
Patterns revealed to the eye
With a deep sigh we start to perceive
The devil lies solely in our mind

here's what i know:

they will teach you that broken means beautiful, but they have stained teeth of ***** and a dispassionate way with words.
    you'll probably ask for a cigarette because your hands are shaking like thunderstorms. and ****- you wish you could be something that earthly. that breathtaking. something that sends the liars running.
     but you inhale instead. all you know is that being tough is scary, but it's kept you alive this long. and wouldn't you rather be beautiful and dying; instead of docile like the girl down the street? wearing her her lip gloss like sheep skin. she's soft, sure. but she doesn't have to tuck in her rib filled with medicine just to feel normal again.

   that brings me to lesson two,

  when the girl with ivy in her eyes asks to love you,
don't ask why. avoid the unknown, messy parts that lace itself into your brain. just kiss her.
   you'll call her angel with all of you; and she won't know how to deal with that love. the kind of love that keeps her awake. and you won't either. because why would divinty love a suicidal star. you'll try to burn out, (let the sky swallow you whole) but she'll call you pure and kiss you where your neck meets your jaw.

the only thing left to see/

    when i was little, my father smashed a mirror in front of my ma's head. the glass splintered everywhere, and buried itself into the soles of my feet. it reflected in everything around me. daddy tried to glue it together. forced himself to stand the heat. broken isn't beautiful. it's just ******* sad.
     

     there are no words for the feeling of
          divinity. (except this) she speaks
hymns into my mouth. i can breathe again.