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The Past is All Behind Me…

 

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The past is all behind me as I look forward to another day
that means the tears and fears of yesterday have gone astray
Had many laughs, but an equal number of stabs…if not more
restored by faith, slowly pacing my way to something new
What does my future hold, as I bite my fist in regret to what I could do
reflecting on bullshit from the past leaves my stomach upset
Or better yet, with a bitter taste, wiping sweat from my brow
Grateful I made it through, cause I believe the time is now

The past is all behind me, I keep tellin’ myself
erasing contacts from my phone, delete…delete..delete all the drama from my buddy list
Some I could care less…others may God bless…they need it

I may miss a few but all in all it’s a reason I’m feelin’ like this
I asked God to send me a sign, He held His end, so now I have to do mine
The past is all behind, as I erase you from my mind, detox you from my body, and evaporate you from my soul
Like washing dishes, scrubbin’ floors, my chores have been completed
The bullshit people, places and things, I bid you farewell because I don’t need it
Please do believe it when I do say the past is all behind me…

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Thoughtful Invocation

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I took the time to wait

and for that it was all in vain

I ran another dollar to my thoughts

they too ended in shame

I gave it a little more time

walked alone to fuel these determined woes

If time ever reveals an answer

It is in this life I would prefer it chose

One day long gone after a bid complete

the mirror will reveal those angles so sweet

Knowing left from right to face reality again

I’ll realize just what made Life a treat…

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These Thoughts are Goldfish…

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Daydreams flow under a bridge where consciousness seems to  travel

as a mind tends to unwind, patience wants to unravel

Not giving much thought or bother

by far these scars were placed here as martyrs

Reminder of the physical being washed away in mental cavities

Wisdom, knowledge, along with all kinds of dogma and religious blasphemies.

 

These thoughts are goldfish, they don’t hang around too long.

 

Why waste each and every moment, do they not mean anything

time is most precious when you seek to notice everything.

These thoughts are goldfish I let them be free as they must.

In my heart I see light, in my mind I know trust

And when they’re complete…new ones flow along as they should.

 

The Thoughts are Goldfish…let them swim to and fro

 

What’s harmony without GOOD knowledge of BAD…it’s all relative anyway

Sitting along banks, a host of reflections and ideas creeping in slowly

No manifestations to be defeated and no prisons can hold me….flow on

A passion for life, no desires to grieve, fires of inspiration burning away those traces of greed.

Health & strong mind and lifetimes of love & giving guaranteed.

 

 

 

 

 

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On Another Cloud Tonight…NOte 9

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Setting all love aside, lets talk about life…tonight.

What if life wanted your side of the story?

Every since my youth that’s a question I’ve been asking myself for years,

My vision is so often blurred by the many tears

that so often occur I very seldom get to witness my own fears.

What if life decided to take some of the sweeter things

Not knowing if you took away the materialistic filth

life can bear some of the more sweeter things

if we could stop letting influence of debit cards money and the myriad of mental scars…ruin.

What if life decided not to look me in the eyes

Or just ride by as I stood on the cliff of life’s flatline

On no this ain’t your regularly scheduled program especially when you

Merged thru many fatalities while facilitating life’s wrongs from the sidelines

I just don’t want us to let the nonsense continue to run thru our veins

Not seeing the bigger picture or appreciating the little things.

Breath…..feel that….Life.

My Life is Truth

What if life wanted my side of the story in facts?

Intoxicating high as a newborn coming into this world at birth…

…question is

Will he return to the dirt knowing the purpose of this life’s worth?

What if life decided not to love any more…

I mean….god is there working silently,

If peace isn’t made, subconsciously asking will He still just EJECT me….

As the program of the masses continue we let the bed bugs of society and the ignorance

divide us…there will be no middle class only poor and rich

before mankind himself is next up on the endangered list.