Saturday, April 30, 2016

“Temptation”

She’s a contortionist, an avid abortionist
Many judge her and find her abhorrent
Yet, many women pirate her style more than a torrent
She’s an evil genius with indifferent intentions
An intellectual with impressive credentials
A sexual creature, a hypocrite when she spews lectures
She says, “Do as I say, not as I do”
Is she confused or is she amused by playing these dudes?
Not a gold-digger, she stacks her own money
Is she a model or is she a playboy bunny?
I never figured it out, but that’s none of my business
I’m the only one that survived her hit-list
Now we’re friends, and it’s interesting to sit back and witness---
Poor delusional fools falling for sexual favors
Sure, we had our encounters, but I never thought to tame her
Monogamy is blasphemy to her earlobes
She’s seduced businessmen, artists, and weirdoes
She says she’s well protected, she doesn’t jeopardize her health
But, I’m debating temptation as she reaches for my belt

“Illuminated”

Freedom of speech
Ignore the demons that preach
The semen that reached beneath the surface
Must turn this birth into a purpose
Convert from the circus
Desert the serpent
Emerge from the furnace
Remove all curtains
A clear view, a clear path
Left the wrath in the rear view
If you’re a sheep, they try to shear you
If you’re a wolf they might fear you
If they don’t, strike twice so they hear you
Make ends meet in the deep end
Monday thru Sunday, no such thing as a weekend
Fight the good fight against the bad guys
No retreat until one of us flat-lines
The wasteland is illuminated by flashlights
The energy is siphoned by the powers that be
Cowardly attack from the sky and comfortably attack from the sea
FDA approved to reduce the health of society
They feed us contaminated and ruined facts
Protect Ya Neck, but there’s no need for aluminum hats
9/11, Sandy Hook, Michael Jackson
JFK, CERN, blood sacrifices for satisfaction
Rituals by rich people dressed as gods and goddesses
Same people calling the shots and making false promises

Friday, April 29, 2016

“Infatuation”

Spotted you from across the room as I consumed
Is it the poison that enhances your allure?
Or is it pure? I had to find out for sure
Steady steps in your direction
Instincts persuading me to pursue a connection
Never felt this nervous when thinking about the opposite sex
What do they call you and by what are you impressed?
What are your habits and would you answer if I called you collect?
I want to put you in a movie that I fully direct – and co-star in
Play you like guitar strings, I’m not trying to be charming
Not your ordinary duo, together we’re misfits
I could lose myself for the rest of this existence
You’re worth every second
 I would trade in this life of living reckless without question
You’re my lover, my therapist and my best friend
My ambition to overcome dead-ends
Before I get ahead of myself would you care to conversate?
I know the thoughts are real, I’m still in a conscious state
Reassuring jargon, I’m sure you’re a target to most
I’m sure you’re approached by gross, ill-mannered folk
I’m different, my intentions are not merely physical
Want to make you laugh, cry and feel miserable
Your beauty’s overwhelming, need to find out if your mind is similar
We can indulge like crickets in the night
And have a picket fence that ain’t white  

Friday, April 22, 2016

“24/7”

Fearless encounters, dealing with outbursts
Life’s a 24/7 job that’ll never be outsourced
Layers reveal the pain and the healing
Home is where the heart is and it has no ceiling
The wilderness is peaceful
But, people try to burn the wilderness down with diesel
Don’t claim to know the secret, but if I did I would keep it
No leaking, deep in the game, never been seen in the bleachers
A wordsmith with the urge to be purchased
Nothing’s what it seems on the surface
First and foremost no cutting corners
Face facts, everyone’s ancestors were foreigners
Indigenous state of mind wherever I choose to recline
Life’s a 24/7 job I refuse to resign 

Thursday, April 21, 2016

“Stress Reliever”

Stress reliever, confessions can make you a believer
The clock’s persistent and leaves no time for a breather
A few yards away from the goal-line
I’m a writer, not a fighter
I have a lighter side, but if you test then you’re playing with fire
Hair blowing in the wind against the tension
Dwelling on the ability for ascension
Transformation through many phases
Awaiting to finally experience stasis
I could be contentious in my convictions
Positive affirmations can make truth of predictions
I can only offer blood, sweat and tears
Either you’re conquered by or you conquer your fears
A revival of literary and musical recital
Just started to learn to stay away from false idols
The battle may have resulted in victory
But, war won’t cease until one side experiences misery
Even though not a participant, one must acknowledge
Many forms of distress; geography, beliefs and economics
Many perspectives on what defines an under or overachiever
Still searching for the stress reliever 

“Truth/Doubt”

The truth is clouded with doubt, no exceptions to any account
Consumed with the pursuit of renown, fruits of the crown
Many swim in the sea without knowing they’ve drowned
Umbilical cord, a miracle grows
Flea temptation for spiritual growth
Always under oath even when thunder roars
Participate in no rituals, it’s like I’m on barbiturates
Sedated from certain festivals
Yet recognize every aspect like eating meat and vegetables
The arena is crowed, but no one is applauding
The grass is greener on the other side if you allow it
The possibilities are endless, I’m life’s apprentice
Money isn’t the only thing appreciated for services rendered
Furnish the temple with genuine thoughts
And learn to let go of irrelevant props
Like enemas, rid myself of the feces
I guess I have the same philosophy of Greenpeace 

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

“Double Agent”



The end of the tunnel is dark, so I turn and tread really far
The outcome is profound and the sound as beautiful as a harp
Carpe diem for now, the town is covered in frowns
The goal is to turn them around with no pressure to be bound
No compromising the bond, no right or wrong
Just here to realize that I’m here until your spirit is gone
Insomnia is love and hated, the rabbit hole can also be elevated
Both angels and demons roam the earth, but are in agreement
Mankind is a free man, free will is offered to both the noble and heathens
Happiness is a concept that must be offered to every prospect
An agent of many faculties without the allowance of casualties
Yet know that I have no control over catastrophes
The pulse of the people is equal, without knowing if there’s a sequel
When shielded nothing is lethal, laugh in the face of the grim reaper

"Obliged"

I’m obliged to un-cage the tiger
Live amongst saints and liars, going in circles like dryers
Yet I admire the universe, uniforms and unicorns
It’s a reality impossible to ignore
Even when outsmarted find a way to even the score
Still, I level up until the brain cells are fully grown
Use to be controlled like drones, flipped like phones
Fighting voodoo until I’m nothing but skull and bones
Humility comes to those that dwell on scenarios alone
No outside influence, behaviors I don’t condone
I won’t be prone to assumptions by skeptics
Combat the evil that try to end life like contraceptives 

Ironic

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