Lazy fanatics
Wait for the words
Rather than analytics
To make the judgement call
About what to believe
There is but a small hope
That laziness will be rebuked
Someday soon
The lazy fanatics
Will have their debts
Come due
Lazy Fanatics
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Quick and Judicious
Quick and judicious
Was the decision
Incision
Point
From my eye
To my hand
A quick stand
Taken
When confusion
Runs true
Across the land
So take the hope
Of today
Into tomorrow
When a judicious decision
Is strewn in sorrow
If Only
If only I knew
What I can’t know
Before the world goes
Where it does
If I only could
Say the thing
That would make her
Come back
To me
If only I had the time
To plan out the future
For my own safety
If only I could have heart
When all else fails
To hold me up
If only I could write the
Right words
On the page
So that I could say
I love you
All the Feels
When it starts
With a breeze
In the morning leaves
Then I know
That the feels
Have come
To show
That the heart
Has it strints
And the mond
Brings the feelings
That light up
My soul
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
Unarmed
Am I prepared
For this life
The moments
That I fail
To see the hope
Amidst the sadness
When the focus
Is anything but what I want
To focus on
I need help in these times
When my unarmed eyes
Can’t see a way through
Morning Blood
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
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
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