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Blood strewn across the lands
Misguided throngs of people
Disguising the avarice in their hearts
Under different misnomers
Claiming to make a stand
For true justice and the American way
As an observer
Just North of the 49th parallel
All types of fascism and racism
Eschewed and destroying your own backyards
Coveting you’re neighbors
Whilst attacking and hating behind a horrific mask
It’s not the way I view people
We are souls inhabiting temporary bodies
We all are human beings
Rather than loving and being
We watch on social media how blame and attack is the ugly norm
Broken is the communication
Rage and need for blood
War is in the streets
Under the name of Covid and hate
Hate is insipid
Barring it’s ugly face Across all media’s
Brazen and disturbing
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It’s broken
Again
Strangely, the tears I’ve shed
We’re few compared to those before you
What a strange path we’ve led
Your words of love sang true
When written
But when we embraced
There was a different look on your face
The feelings weren’t clear, they were blue
It’s broken
Words mean little if not acted upon
Keeping the thread abreast
Allows you to sleep deeply
When you finally take your rest
Conundrum is the twist of the knife
That pierced my heart
Both front and back
The smiles of your mask hid your intentions
I chose not to see the attacks
Tossed away my apprehensions
Now here we are
Back to texting from a far
And the movie in my head is playing near
All our greatest hits and misses
I was broken
And writing these words have healed
The few tears that escaped, cleared
The cobwebs and the Judas kisses
~Divine
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Tears escape the trapping of the tightly closed eyes
Try however hard to prevent them from spilling
They flow surreptitiously unaware of them coursing down my cheeks
The numbness has taken over every cell is inebriated in pain
Screaming loudly in silent waves
Vertigo creating the wild spin that’s left me unbalanced
The ache so deep
Each step is a crack shoot
Bargain denied
The price is steep
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Torn from his fathers arms
Small and incapable of taking care of himself
Police, more than thirteen
Shot this babe of one
Fingers of blame pointing towards the father
Questioning, thirteen police needed
For a father and a babe
Shot to death
All thirteen blame the father
For the shooting of the babe
Was police shot
Both dead
Their stories relayed by the thirteen
Thirteen with guns and ammunition
A babe and his father
Facts seem ludicrous
Truth obscured
False accusations
No witnesses procured
~Divine
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Morbid is the dwelling of the dead
Or that of death
When words come clamoring in wild paragraphs
One word follows another
Promises broken
Well before it’s uttered
Muttered not spoken
Mumbling elevates the confusion
Further proclaim the illusion
When adversaries meet
Egos need to parlay strength
Forcing endings
Where things are left unspoken
Where arguments continue until the last day on earth
When all falls dead
The new rebirth
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The knives that have plunged deep
Both front and back
On the premise of love and kindness
In truth destruction and demise
Of the evolution of its end
Grey are the skies
The suns rays still make an impact
Far from the ability to stand the glare
Through the veil of the clouds
The blood keeps dripping
Like a faulty faucet
That no matter how hard you tighten the knob
The constancy of the dripping continues
Drip, drip, plop
We die a slow death
Heart skips many a beat
Body weakens
Death rattle beckons the end is near
The letting of blood
Where we staggered and suffered for years
To make it happen
Fight one more day
Fight the fight
The relief that happens within
When surrender dissolves all of the angst
Watching the bleed seep in every crevice
And one silent tear escapes the eye
That has lost its light
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Don’t share words
That have no meaning
When actions portray
A harsher sentence
Of death
It’s ended
~Divine -
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Ache makes it hard to take that one breath
Forget about the next
Excruciatingly shattered breath
Feeling of thousand of prickly needles puncturing
Scarring and creating pain
Looking down
The blood can led a pathway
Where the stain can never be washed away
Inertia feels safe
Unlike the frailty of relations
Lies bespoken
Mastered by the inaccuracy of activity
Frayed away by the daily strife
When one feels shorted
By this cavity we call life
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Just because I’m broken
Doesn’t make me dead
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Aches and pains
Come and go
Stress increases as fear descends
Staccato is the blood flow
Heart beat harkens a threatened ascend
Wiping away all traces of tear stains
Taking back the power
Deception has elevated closer to the eleventh hour
Smiling faces are but masks
Depression incurs unusual habits
At times, difficult to complete tasks
All in all
The focus is back
En guard for the next attack
~Divine -
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Blood shed has stained the grounds that we walk upon
Violence ensues, where all put up a fight
The united have fallen
Life must go on
In my confused thought patterns
The left and right need to unite for the love of their people
Segregation of the nation is not right
Sadness prevails as sars made inroads
Enforcing a different jail term affected globally
Where the elderly are ill forgotten
Dying in loneliness and sadness
Out of sight out of mind
Forlorn and depressed, they know not their surroundings
Missing their loved ones
In this enforced chaos
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Magic missed its mark
Delving far too deep misgivings of the dark
Words hold no meaning
Wistfully hoping for what was
For now seems to be missed meanings
Slip of the tongue where words are superfluous
Spoken with no belief
Nor actions, whilst putting on an act
Academy award winners are numbered by the millions
On social media
When personal interactions face to face
Lack of spines and no convictions
Social media keyboard bullies
Must have their way
Bullying at its finest
Magic is lost
It’s gone for far too long
Mixed in the obscurity of false misleadings
~Divine -
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Screams sounded louder in my head
Being pushed in a corner
The screeching of your voice
Cataclysmic sounds of dread
The vultures appeared as friendly and courteous
Smiles and accommodating
Factors of constant delays
One and all contagious
Choking of air, gasping for air
Anxiety ridden flaying around
Trying to make sense
Needing escape seemingly with no choice
Taking back ones power
Standing ground
Against those who have lied continuously
And every word changed until they
Made believe
A falsified truth
One needs to make a stand and have their say
Dissolving the they
Believing in our creator
Who has faith in me
New found confidence
A debater
~Divine -
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Choking felt surreal
At the base of the throat
Where I’ve chosen to forego the speech
Not letting the rise of the emotions feel
Hiding behind the mask again
Words spoken have no meaning
The desire to reach you, beseech
Searching for the right words to say
Good bye
Searching for the unlimited feelings or being
**** open laid to die
Grateful it’s only temporary
I e realized the greater love doesn’t compare
The greater love is within me
Has always been
The scars are healing mutually beneficial
Words spoke don’t match the actions
Moving forward angst is gone
There is no looking back
You let go a while ago
Watching the lies flow like a huge stack of pringles
If you blow on them hard enough
Watch them tip and fall
Scattered all over
Bonus with the pringles,
You can still eat them
This juncture I’m finding them quite lip smackingly good
~Divine -
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Valentine’s Day came and went
Many hearts cry out in discontent
Don’t burrow your basket on this one single day
There are many more days
Discover them and play
Love answers all follies
Love dissolves all boundaries
Love gives more than you’ll ever know
It doesn’t have to hurt
All you need to do, is let go
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