‘Anger’s Infest’

Anger wants you steadfast! God wants you moving forward!

 Anger's Infest
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
 
it'll trap you in cussing
it'll condemn you in swearing
pulling at you...probing
wanting your reaction
for it's only satisfaction
 
it'll take all
of your triggering notions
you...down...dragging
as it smiles
in sadistic laughing
craving your giving in
your fight...it's welcoming
celebrating
your mind's condemn
 
anger...evil's infested gem
words, actions
its consistency in playing
wanting you
self to defend
so it can celebrate
in its win
 
feel it beneath your skin
evil's way of getting within
actions in horror's den
‒ways of evil's perfect sin
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‘Truth’

Racism, hate: Evil’s best friends. Don’t let it consume you!

A sample from Book 11

 Truth
 
liars seek truth‒
falsifying a life
without any light
 
manipulation...their due
cutting it on cue
‒without noticing
the coming dues
 
their belief‒
trying to convince you
all they do
true, true, true
backing them‒
there are few
 
their spots change
sending you to the loo
oh! what to do?
‒without cursing them, too
 
truth is truth
existing
no half truths
‒it's either all true
or just makings
of a waterloo
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‘Disillusionment’

When politics blinds your truth!

A sample from Book 11

 Disillusionment  

she stood there shaking
what have I done‒
causing this imagined awakening
‒have I forsaken
forgive me, Lord†

ease this hating
 
in her silence
her heart opened
‒a simple token
what truly lived
in this here maiden
 
she watched them all
as the stones began to fall
‒to her knees
no longer...she felt tall
over and over
coming at her skin‒
little hard balls
 
then a sudden stall
stopped...silence
a mere moment
she recalled
 
the dust settled
her tightly closed eyes opened
upon her dress‒
tiny red splattered drops dribbled
her pain...tiny tickles
what...a blink before
it seemed a fable
 
her fear lifted
was this a gift
her sins shifting
to ultimate's forgiveness
‒this she did not know
but the sudden stop
she felt her heart unfold
 
cast your stone‒
if clean...your bones
 
she heard the voice
then the made choice
as all around
stone after stone
hit...not her
but the ground
 
silence remained
she still knelt‒
in blood stains
as shifting of feet
the sudden in retreat
 
silence...not daring
to lift her head
then a shadow overcame the red
a hand reached out
get up child
a mere whisper without shout
 
strength from Him† came
as her legs rose
her eyes did the same
 
His† light dried her tears
all became so clear
her heart felt clean
in His† eyes...she seen
truth's unending scene
her life redeemed
it wasn't a dream
‒pure and serene
forever...trust in Him†
she proclaimed
for the Lord†...by her side
remained
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‘Places Shackled’

You’ve got to ask God and stop complaining!

A sample from Book 10

  Places Shackled
 
He† asked not to forsaken Him†
yet gives a choice‒
free-will to accept within
 
analogies, theological preachings
leads only to leeching
the wrong, deceitful teaching
‒a constant arguing of bitching
leaves hungry souls
waiting, anticipating
in places allowing shackling
 
He's† proven enough
for everyone's love
 
He† doesn't have to do rough
‒that's the enemy's stuff
but He'll† get tough
when love's smothered in crud
 
to push buttons
lead people to suffering
‒He's† testing
seeing who's believing
wondering how long
for hearts in changing‒
faith begins ringing
 
amazing to watch‒
tickings of the cock
deceptions...coming in hot
‒evil's little bot
it'll be easy to come in‒
without a knock
as you wage wars
on a dot
 
careful now‒
He† understands wow
hears every prayer in loud
 
evil things...He† does allow
waiting for the choice
a hungry heart's voice
in free-will...the bow
‒without asking how!
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‘Looking Within’

Men miss the point of what makes a woman special!

A sample from Book 10

 Looking Within
 
it's not to your treasures
you are bound
look carefully around‒
is your heart sound
 
quantity of possessions
do you measure
your worth
all your journey's identities‒
do you take pleasure
now...from your birth
is that the quality
your only creation
 
all your roads traveled
of life‒
are you still baffled
wishing‒
you were still
in the cradle
wishing‒
on no experiences
to tattle
 
is it no more a mystery
your back there history
 
for every lesson
comes a reason
for the next season

 
round and round
goes the merry-go-round
'til no more
you see the clown
never lost, never found
stuck in between
that round and round
not seeing the lesson
not rightfully sound
 
'til it comes from within
the stuck
always in begin
again and again
 
so sad at the end
feeling still in begin
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‘Internal Exposure’

Ladies: ‘Lean In’ and take the lead!

A sample from Book 10

 Internal Exposure
 
get it out–
that ingrained lesson
in your head
 
stop! suppressing it–
instead...shout
you are not dead
 
don't worry about
green or red–
stand out
too many...already bled
for you to shrivel in dread
 
don't quiver...beg
you do have a choice–
redefine what's been fed
rewire that inside voice
 
female verses male–
look who's already led
down, down, down–
the bottom of a cell
–on the surface
why do we still tread
 
slogans they spread
find a good man
–what happens
after I thee wed
dreams...cave-on in
while man elevates in win
 
pretty little mommy
on lists of craig–
might as well list
held back little mommy
–tuck her...nice and sweet
in her bed
 
advancement's common thread–
smart like daddy
t-shirts read
propaganda of j.c. penny
–analogies deeply bred
 
she's just a girly
words...over and over
said
 
follow the creed
every line...in the 'reg'
–you're a 'she'

be a teacher in ed
or a nurse for ned

forget going into med
forget running for the leg

or even a pres
–don't you see

for this
you need a third leg
 
words...buried in the head
advancing...common avoidance
leaving girls...in dread
hanging their intelligence
on a peg
 
I'll say it...what other's said
get out of your head
go out...lead
forget the man-ego clout
don't be misled
don't listen to internal's doubt
bypass labels...bitch, bossy
–ambition is not damnation!
but a reclassification...recondition
of old worn, torn traditions
 
here's some jubilation:
 
it's okay...go red
save green
for those babies
you wean
 
you can do both
let that...in...soak!
 
it's okay to be a queen!
expose that internal dread
in front of the crowd–
be in the lead
–hire someone to clean
forget all those slogans said–
you're a woman–
removed from bygone's dead
 
be heard...seen
never again
hiding behind
tradition's thread
 
let another make that bed–
dawn those heels
paint those lips red
rewrite those unwritten regs
that wrongly imposed
man-ego driven creed
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‘Hands to Hold’

Is race going to continue to rule your life?

A sample from Book 10

 Hands to Hold
 
you come at me
you're not discrete
bold...unsure
 
maybe there's a gun in my hand
maybe I've some contraband
 
or maybe I just like hands in pocket
or wearing my earphones in my car
so I can answer this here phone
for this car absent of bluetooth–
protecting me and you
 
or maybe you're angry–
having a bad day
I pass your way
through your veins runs hate
so I become your play
 
I'm just like you‒
generation after generation
passed through
without obligations
to changing the view
 
–it all seems like voodoo
we both–
not really having a clue
‒taking it upon ourselves
get off that dusty shelf
change the view
so our kids
won't suffer too
 
maybe I do have a gun
–anger raging in stun
do you see inside of me
my hard history
maybe my hand shakes
though you can't see
–you're so angry
not seeing what's at stake
 
maybe I did some drugs–
stopping the pain
keeping from going insane
but soothing I didn't gain
all looks like a game
emotions adding to more pain
 
then you come along
thinking I'm a thug
you want to cut me down‒
stump me like a bug
without knowing the deal at home
why I'm here–
a gun...all alone
 
maybe don't yell
talk...love–
let it swell
 
instead of jail–
lead my soul to help
without making me
hate myself
 
I, too, want peace
between you and me
 
maybe instead of arrogance‒
show understanding
compassion
 
I don't want a free ride
just a reason...inside
not to cry
 
I am tough
I've got muscles, tats
my life has been rough
–crazy and all that
it doesn't mean
I'm just stuff
to pluck
 
a handshake
a hug
 
–that just might be
enough
 
I'm a human being
I don't mean to sting
 
just a little bitter
please, your anger–
could you reconsider
 
look at me for me
God's† child
making my way...like you
through the miles
 
–the past is gone
this is now
together–
we can make it all
worth while
if we just remain calm–
approach each other
in mild
without death coming in fowl
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‘Yclad’

Cloth yourself in God’s Word!

A sample from Book 10

 Yclad

in faith
stay
vulgar, ignorance
cast away
 
live in light’s way
voices come
protect your way
 
hear, hear
today
hypocrisy is hypocrisy
it’s not your matinée
to sway
 
only you‒
your individual attaché
you need to obey
 
in faith
bathe
no one can penetrate
when God’s† your main deejay
 
your test
may cause some weight
‒keep the faith
you’re a work of clay
‒a simple, little pâté
a life
building résumé
 
it’s okay
‒be a little risqué
your faith
paves
your way
 
don’t adhere
to man’s way
‒that’ll only bring
a bit of pompeii
delay‒
your thanksgiving day
 
the only entrée
‒your only needed sway
being the protégé
of words Jesus†
 
had to say
faith
can never be passé
when you’re open‒
faith
your main forté
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‘Colorless Birds’

We’re all various shades of brown!

A sample from Book 10

 Colorless Birds
 
a failed adhesion
‒mixed hypercritical damnation
of all the hysteria‒
the misunderstood mystery
hundreds of years
still shed tears
still darkened fears
 
what was fought
so hard for
it doesn't seem
we came too far
even living
under the same stars
color‒
keeps bringing us back
‒justice lacked
white...black
heresy in a broken-down shack
 
tackle the government
‒greed's endowment
keeping
that stupid war's enlightenment
taking it's very commitment
back to days of judgment
 
where are the colorless birds
‒haven't you heard
that war ended
in a blood-soaked swirl
leaving this mixed-race girl
in a confused swirl
 
‒still an uneven world
lost in racial twirls
 
we're still paying tokens
‒what was broken
thought to be fixed
‒all should be mixed
still backwards
the clock tics
 
years and years
suffered pain
what did we gain
‒it's just insane
still playing
this black-white game
 
didn't king die
for a simple dream
 
to live in a time
where there is no color
 
just people
where each other
given no time to smother
no matter skin color
you're still my sister, my brother
 
honoring a man's life
doesn't give war the right
to bury the dream
‒words he openly screamed
leave hatred...difference behind
to each other
be kind
 
it's just time
stop banking on race
look into each other's face
see beauty's lace
of God's† amazing grace
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‘Theory’

Are you willing to ignore?

A sample from Book 10

  Theory
 
watch, watch
in the tv
read, read
on the net
listen, listen
through the radio
 
what's for real
what's to forgo
 
developed homeland security
believe, believe
fema helping me‒
I see a dirty deed
 
lessons of barnum baily
mock, mock
‒jokes on me
 
newly built facilities
doubled barbed wires facing in‒
secured quite heavily
 
scary, scary
what's so deadly
we'd cage for free
 
maybe zombies‒
viruses to the contrary
flue vaccines‒
no chance of escaping
 
just experimenting
words keep saying
 
ants from forestry‒
bodies empty
nerves projecting
continuously moving
‒spices added to injury
a little rabies
making what's empty
pretty damn angry
covered in sores‒
completing the ugly
 
total brilliancy‒
adhering to constitutionality
attacking
a domestic enemy
white lab coats‒
in the making
 
‒no using military
on lands of this country
take their money
reroute‒
build a new security
‒heavy artillery
 
a country's tactical facility
under noses
a people so trusting
 
no real need
‒taking guns owned privately
the enemy
preparing
it's win biologically
 
science fiction reality
is it just theory‒
 
executive order's bravery
‒the gracious heart
of tom clancy
 
creative thinking
‒even in the movies
always predicting
an undercover warning
without actually saying
what's really coming
 
watch, watch
in the tv
read, read
on the net
listen, listen
through the radio
 
what's for real
what's to forgo
 
history repeats history
different means of delivery
woolen eyes
sunken deep
‒in all entertaining
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