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In distress
We paint a world
That is perfect
With every dip and curl
So paste your delicate
Piquant pictures
For the world to see
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Obliterate
Obliterate
Or cooperate
Along the way
Of life
We have choices
To make
We can’t forsake
That with true discern
And concern
Every decision
We make
We hope to set the path straight
From the womb
To the grave
Every day
We must celebrate
Struggle of Understanding
It’s not easy
Seeing two sides of the coin
When all my mind tells me
Is the whole racquet is annoying
In my own decisions
Or indecisions
There is a vision
Of struggling to understand
That people make their choices
As hard as it is to watch
I know it
But no one wants me to
Stand on my pulpit
So in silence I will struggle
To understand
Withholding judgment
As best as I can
Instinctive Existence
My instinctive existence
No can shut off the computer
Can apply resistance
To the path laid out
By the elite
Class
We have to remind ourselves
That instincts
Can succinct with
The truth
Better than what the news
Tells you
So know that
This type of existence
Is vital
In a world
More entitled
Than focused
On the truth
Lost and Not Found
Will we circle back
To where it all began
In hopes of having a
Stable world
But it seems
As the world breaks
At the seams
All have doubled
On what has been lost
With not attempt
To find
What truth
May be left
Behind
Back and Gone
From a dirty palm
Comes word of
Confusion
And bemusement
From the drivers side
Of a SUV ride
I have to learn
Not to deny
That within my mind
Lies words of hope and optimism
Even amidst my own
Skepticism
So enjoy the day
Be learn to be
OK
Totality
Totally
Known
In it’s totality
Will we ever really
Know
The truth
Timely Lies
Timely lies
Come from the clear
Blue skies
Under the sunshine
And starlight
The created lies
Are shared
Part Concern
It was not the full
Onset of concern
That dawned on me
In the morning
It was the part
That imparted a certain
Uncertainty
So the fear came on
More gradually
Than before the time
When I felt like
I knew more
Blue-Eyed Worry
It was a blue sky
That reminded me
Of why my eyes saw
Brought me back
To uneasy memories
Unfinished work
A lack of mastery
So my blue eyed worries
Began to creep into me
One thought
At a time
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