Quiet Poetry Lounge : LASTING THOUGHTS-LAST WORDS

lilcherry76

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tell me what kind of pen,
has a double barrel.
that can spit the same words,
but so differently.
that can tell two stories,
and still captivate the mind of its viewer.
ink flowing so deep that,
oilwells are mere crawfish holes.
no deeper than our minds,
that percieve the next non-typical person.
judgment can't find fault,
when the jury is innocent.
to lie intently is to knowingly,
fault and faulter and fail and finish low.

because words won't speak for you,
if you first don't speak for yourself.

over the years poets have come,
typed lyrics
l
i
k
e

t
h
i
s.
and stretched a period so far,
that you would think it was never ending.
centuries past and decades come.
no one knowing,
when the never ending sequal to life will end.

tell me why when were recieve info. asked,
we turn a deaf ear to it?
no satisfaction,
none whatsoever.
having a equal membership in society,
means an equal society.
yet Aunt Jemima's daughter,
is still cleaning the outhouse.
and Mrs. Jane,
still living it up.
Chief Blackfoot,
still trying to claim his land.
and Tu Kuong still fighting to hear,
the words of the Lord.
because folks on the other side of our government,
won't let the reason behind all reasons be heard.
because folks in the older government,
won't let the tribal nations continue to have what God has never given to them in the first place,
but only let man STAY on land,
there's no new grass growing,
no new landmasses are forming,
and Chief Blackfoot screams and prays to unknown gods,
and ours indirect.
because folks on the other,
just know the past is still alive and well.
years only made it stronger,
and hate has made it boast with pride.
vines have connected human intents,
and made us think alike,
act alike,
copy to be alike,
instead live their lives.

disgusting,
sick to its stomach--the Earth must be.
burning at it's core,
with lava waiting to over flow,
on our uplifted chest.
laughing away at the greenhouse effect,
because we destroy ourselves in the ozone.
it laughs ya'll,
the Earth is having its day sipping on a slurpie.
and what do we do?
we do what we do don't we?
what we're doing now,
what we've been doing,
what we'll forever do,
what we WANT to do.
it laughs ya'll,
the Earth is having its day now.

and we think the Lord will forever be merciful,
his wrath is like the Earth--it will have its day.
but know this,
God's time and mortals time aren't in sync.
for what is year,
to God's day.
and what is a day,
to God's hour.
we only know what God,
has intended for us to know at this present time.

scientists searching for facts,
that will soon deminish and waste away.
think and focus on,
more everlasting things.
not like doublemint long-lasting.
wait,
let me stop...

(puts left hand over eyes)

(sighs and continues)

now the moment which was sought,
is discovered.
the secret in the dark,
is being revealed.
not fully,
but BEING revealed.
Dr. Seuss the cat,
is out the hat.
immigrants,
the U.S. is now open and the study center is waiting for you.
causes that has caused us to act differently towards ourselves,
has opened our eyes to see before our change.
yeah,
change once again taking place.
i and countless others have told you time and time again,
change will forever do that-change.

let me not bore you,
if you've gotten this far--then let me not disappoint you,
for this poem does have a period--you've seen many,
you've seen so many.
...............so many people killed,
...............so many people linked to b.s. that ain't got nothing to do with them,
...............so many people tried for things--they never tried before,
...............so many people take the heap for others who didn't even care,
...............so many people lying to make a quick washington--be it quarter or dollar,
...............so many people--oh so many people,
you've seen so many things,
so many.
rollercoasters must be the most popular rides now,
because they're always taking us up and down.
side to side,
until we die.

reality here for ya'll,
where you chose to be is you.
chose wisely,
and think wisely.
and if you can't do either of those,
act wisely.
just like you act,
to be alike.
decreasing,
but brain cells steadily increasing in understanding.
but now it's time,
to bury this hatchet i yet hold in my hand.

(left hand tries to ungrip fingers from hatchet but isn't able to)

(tries again)

out of hand,
out of pocket.
let not my words escape from your ears,
and not leave a trace of enlightment.
but ponder them in your double barrel pen,
that spits the same words i do.
but differently,
tell two stories.
know that A quarter can't buy a house,
and A dollar can't buy a ride.
but get them together and you can have all,
get your life together and you can have all,
get somethings in sync and others will fall into place,
you can have all,
you can.............
but how much does all cover???????
 
lilcherry76 said:
rollercoasters must be the most popular rides now,
because they're always taking us up and down.
side to side,
until we die.

You cover the waterfront in this elaborate piece, which I find absolutely amazing in it's entirety.

:playball:
 

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