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False Impressions

Peacock fans feathers
Assuming authority
So far from the truth!

Substantially flawed
This mock display of grandeur
Belies neutral fact

For ego can’t match
The actual ugly facts
That are now exposed!

Despicable fool
Unable to hide his guilt
Despite full plumage

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Marionette

When forced to give up and give in
Capitulate; resign
Our deeds lose power, lose reason and
All sense, rhythm and rhyme

For when autonomy is stripped
And taken right away
The value’s lost in what we think
The things we do and say

Less we become a marionette
A puppet on a string
In the control; under the spell
Doing another’s thing

A product of non-entity
A straw man with no voice
Manipulated and reduced
To one who has no choice

And then meaning evaporates
Diminishes and goes
For all the puppet does is just
Put on another’s show

/home/wpcom/public_html/wp-content/blogs.dir/0a9/53619892/files/2015/01/img_6659.pngTerracotta Ancient Greek dolls. Exhibited in the National Archaeological Museum in Athens, Room 56. Picture by Giovanni Dall’Orto, November 11 2009.

Embracing Second Chance

Do you honestly think I’d trust you
After all you did to me
Do you think I’d take the time to walk
Over that old territory

Do you think I’d want to talk to you
To hold your hand again
To give a little more of me
Or friendship even feign

Do you think I’d go over old ground
Or stop to say hello
To brush under the carpet tiles
All history in one go

For what is done and what is said
Is etched in heart; in mind
So don’t expect me to forget
How you were so unkind

But know that I am so resolved
To turn my back on you
For all you were must dissipate
Be washed out in the blue

Or would that be the murky grey
The pit of wanton lies
Whatever, now I won’t return
And let the past just die

Take lessons learned and not digress
Be firm with foothold sure
To never let you seep back in
Be true to me once more

And then I’ll look to see the sun
Feel warmth against my face
And live life as it should be lived
A second chance embrace

The Aggressors

Ahead a-top the barren hill
With grave of child in tomb
Taken ahead his time by hate
His soul snuffed in full bloom

His life taken so miserably
By words, by deeds, by they
Who persecute and strip him down
In the clear light of day

They, that twist deep in the knife
To maim and pierce his heart
Neglecting him and calling names
Sheer spite that they impart

Their inner loathing quite outplayed
No kindness; so forlorn
Compassion gone as they beat him
And steel his future dawn

And who are they by venom’s might
With terror constantly
The aggressors who wear him down
Til he hangs from that tree

Get a rope!  Hangman's noose hanging from the ...

Get a rope! Hangman’s noose hanging from the tree at the ‘ghost town’ of Corlew’s Silver City in remote Bodfish, CA (kernvalley035xy) (Photo credit: mlhradio)

No Means No!

No means No
It doesn’t mean ‘maybe’
Or ‘go on – let’s try’
It doesn’t have a ‘yeah but’
Or an ‘if’ or even ‘why’
It doesn’t mean ‘in a minute’
Isn’t negotiable; up for dispute
And it certainly just doesn’t mean
‘Who cares! Do I give a hoot?’
It means precisely what it says
A clear decisive ‘No’
A statement that needs nothing else
For No means strictly No!

No Means No!

No Means No! (Photo credit: danielsouzaluz)

Be Sure Your Lies Will Find You Out

Be sure your lies will find you out
Your trickery laid bare
Hypocrisy and pure contempt
Exposed in open air
Your blatant fraud and cheating ways
Dishonesty and cons
Will be revealed on judgement day
Along with your put-ons

For honesty’s the only thing
That stays the test of time
And truth so spoke with open heart
Will hold rhythm and rhyme
So turn your back on fraudulence
And let your word be true
Step up and be accountable
Hold fast to pure virtue

Sacrificial Lamb

Sacrificial lamb
Of society
Delivered up for turning from
A mob mentality
Cruelly slaughtered on the table
For nothing other than
Existing in the out-group when
The in-group is a clan

Sacrificial Lamb
Of society
Enslaved by academic spat
That stifles purity
Bound up in chains of tyranny
With lies that pierce the heart
Gagged, persecuted, lashed and beat
Destroyed and torn apart

Sacrificial Lamb
Of society
Though hung and drawn and quartered still
Stands up for liberty
And finds the will to vindicate
Oppressors’ acts and deeds
In truth releasing forgiveness
However much she bleeds