At first sight
There was hope
But then blood was drawn
With one poke
Of the eye
With the social feed
Roaring with fire
And stoked wherever you go
There was morning blood
Drawn
Even if you didn’t
Know
Morning Blood
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Holding Hope
Even from the start
There was a burning light
Of opportunity
Of hope
So I hold dear to this
Belief
That better
Can come from
Good
And more can follow
Weak Profit
It was a weak profit
Year
So I was told
As the margins
Decreased
Beyond a certain threshold
So changes are coming
Down the line
I can see
There is hope in the corporate
World to return
To monopoly
A Graceful Blush
I made a mistake
One I can not take
As a simple
Action
Rather inaction
So my face
Began to blush
With the knowledge
Of the mistakes
I had made
A Daily Science
Is there a science
To the perfect day
From start to finish
No other way
Of looking at the same
Pieces to the puzzle
Hiding from the fears
Embracing the struggle
These are the acts
Behind making the most
Of the moments we are given
Suggest Different
If unhappiness
Grips you
From the tip of the head
To the bottom of the sole
Know
That it is in us
To suggest a different
Path to
Go
So take heed
And arm your words
To bring a new perspective
To the world
Omniscient Key
If all were known
Where would you go
If you could see the future
What would you fix
To know all
Is to not know
Anything
But it would be a burden
Bearing it’s knowledge
Everyday
Double Greedy
If it were one
Make it two
Or three
Take them all
Take from him
Take from me
If it were double greed
It would be easy to see
So be aware
Of those
Trying to take everything
They can see
A Succinct Hammer
A succinct
Motion
With hammers in hand
Build homes
That we can live in
Breathe in
Put up wood and shelves
Board by board
A succinct hammer
Is heard in the distance
As the homes
Go up
Over and over
Again
Fallacious
A mistake I make
From day to day
Fallacious
Foundations
Shaken from
My own namesake
So I wonder from the distance
Wish I could be wishing
Today
I try to seek the
Truth
Better
Than
Yesterday
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