Vastness of Discourse
it never fails
cruelty, disloyalty
forgetfulness
tiny bits...adds up
to the vastness
of ugliness
the Lord† showing His† face
only to be disgraced
man-made disobedience
the loaded gun of control
–in their seamlessness
of greediness
nineveh...your given symbol
truth of its legacy
–a failed heart
in its self-destructiveness
you aren't any better–
your stripping cadence
forgetting then adhering
–never knowing truth
in all its easiness
this lure of money's faithfulness
has again...trapped you
not knowing truth
in holiness
'why am I here'
your constant weariness
–your uncleverness
due to the end result–
the control of you
power, wealth
the seekers of the doers
keeping you sedated
over and over
you...not seeing God†
His† endless process
thousands of years
captured by your hunger
for lust
sexual, murderous mutilation
–without understanding
the connection of oneness
(December 19, 2019)―I was a little girl. My mother was sitting in her chair on the edge of the seat. I was standing in front of her. My back towards her, sort of leaning on her. Her arms around me. Daddy is stooping in front of me. My eyes are even with his. He has his arms up and he’s looking up. He has his fingers in my hair, moving my hair around. I feel the liquid running down each side of my face. He’s trying to clear the path so he can see the damage done.
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