Come and go, ebb and flow
fast and slow, time will go
the reality of truth,
will we ever know?
What does it mean, the feeling in between
the good and the evil
Is there such a thing?
Or is it up to me, just to make believe?
Shakespeare said the worlds a stage,
sometimes I feel the world a plague
If I act a fool, if I act a king
if I take a gun and a sling
if I lose my mind to take a drink
or take a drink to lose my mind
does it matter, once we all die?
or am I just high? Please, can I get high?
In the land of sinners, the brothelsloth is King
coming and going, doing as I please
The more I know, the less I care
the less I care, the more I bear
I bear my soul, so that others may know
the lessons I learned, from life, my foe.
November-13-1996/ March-2-2004
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
-Before-
I felt like i never belong
I was always called the pain
I did everything wrong
I was only trying to beat the game
I've tried too hard for so long
But no matter what i do
I can never impress
I could never satisfy you
Whatever i tried turned into a mess
So sorry my eyes cant be the color blue
I'm sorry you don't like the way i dress
I always took what i could take
I always kept everything held inside
I always tried to be fake
I never showed my feelings that i decided to hide
I never had the topping on the cake
No one wanted to see it through my eyes
I always was an out cast
But people finally see when my heart dies
But that wouldn't even last
But this is before
I need to move on from the past
I need more
So i change my mind real fast
-After-
I do belong
I have no more pain
I do everything right no more wrong
I've won the game
Now I'm dancing to my favorite song
Everything that i do
Relieves me of my stress
My heart is brand new
The pain from before i have less
Deep down in my heart i know
That you i don't have to impress
I decided i'm going to keep what i take
I think its time not to hide
I know i'm not a fake
I'm my own person my own pride
I can have all my cake
I will stand by my side
I see more clear through my eyes
From now on i'm leaving the past
I don't hear my cries
From now on i'm gonna have a blast
The people that are mean i'll ignore
I'm a different person now
I am happier then before
I no longer wear a frown
Being my own self i know how
I'm the one who wears the crown
Copyright
Neither today nor the day before
What i dream of is tomorrow
I dream of peace and relief
Neither pain nor sorrow
The days are always pleasant
Nights are always gratifying
No failures no fiasco coz
People around are always trying.
Not seeing old friends does make my dream upset
A bunch of new mates clear some
While a serious fun with them vanishes the rest.
Neither today nor the day before
What i dream of is tomorrow
I dream of care and respect
Not dumb even a fellow.
"UNTITLED"
By: Anomynous Poet
Her words can see mine
Magnifying their draw
Like kindred spirits
That call for more moments of solidarity.
I want our surroundings
To match her mind's might,
In mountaneous terrains or
Steep valleys whose vicissitudes
Even hold the most beautiful beauty.
I wanna get lost with you
In every possible realm
To explore and find ourselves together
Experience that intensity
That'll cause power trips into
Different levels of consciousness but
Don't worry I don't want to awaken from her.
My mind wanders but it still has an embrace on her,
My heart skips but but it won't ever race from her.
Nature is our feul,
You'd be surprised how much more I can say in its silence.
We should become one with with it
Even though we already are physically but
Dammit that's the most common form of intimacy.
Instead I want to caress your mind with gentle winds and
Fight your demons with the perfect storm.
Nature happens and is inevitable,
So I hope that gives you something to look forward to.
The tall, elegant black woman is a thing of wonder, an object of affection,
admiration, and appreciation via adoration. She is to be honored and
celebrated on a daily basis. There is nothing like her in all of nature.
Magic emanates from her hands, her movements, her thoughts. She
has no equal. She is pure Deva, unsullied by the clamor and corruption
of an out of control, mass media conditioned, wayward society.
The tall, elegant, brazenly mature black woman is a marvel, a
testamonial to the beauty and power of self actualization, to a
sense of individuality and purpose. She is Deva Extraordinaire,
goddess, beacon of excellence in a world best suited for mediocrity.
Watch her hands, her expressions, listen to her words, witness the
graceful coordination of her compelling and fluid walk. Follow her ideas,
endow her with the proper respect, provide for her dreams and elevate
her to throne, for she is but an illusion, the projection of a much shorter,
equally cerebral and statuesque black woman who is on her way to
visit her anglo lover. Right turn ahead............
You're still lost within the time
The ultimate crime
That you couldn't really hurt
but now you're gone and just inert
You try to find meaning in the days
That it wasn't just a phase
That you could just lay in the sun
and never say you jumped the gun
and you lie wide awake at night
Hard at thought, ready to write
You wrote on a piece of paper "I think this time, I'll be okay"
But you don't really know, your thoughts never stay
Your arms are burned,
You've touched the sacred life.
You sell and buy, priceless things,
You think you're trader, but you're thief.
You want everyone to believe,
That your money is that good,
That worthy and almighty.
Children see wars and corruption,
Just because of your greediness.
You desecrate untouchable,
You spoil the purest.
You lie and you'll die,
For each sin you've done,
For each life you've taken.
Your mask is growing too heavy
And the day you will fall,
Nobody will throw you a lifeline.
You will choke in your own mud,
Which you thought was a treasure.
You were deceived by yourself,
By your blindness and depravity.
At your funeral there would be tears,
Tears of a happiness, tears of relief...
That day world will be free,
That's why I will fight till I can,
Till I feel freedom running through my vein.
To all the future generations, I earnestly apologize
On behalf of all the people who currently colonize
Our planet, for we do not want to compromise
We’d rather die than renounce our consistent rise!
At what price? Don’t worry, the earth will still be round
Only we will have burned every fossil in the ground
Eradicated a few species, but I’m declaring under oath
We’re not willing to give up on our exponential growth!
Exponential growth is our one and only wisdom!
We have even applied it to our monetary system!
And since then, things have been doubling in size
Every once in a while, just like the oil price.
Like the economic output and the world’s population,
The Polluting emissions or the eco devastation
We have concentrated the power of our nation
On keeping up with the pressure of inflation.
Every now and then we face depression or a crash
The extent of the next one is a question of math.
You might call that an irrational bet
We just call it our national debt
The immense expenses paying off the interest rates
Are amongst the highest in the so called „independent states“
Money is loaned into existence, created out of thin air
not by our politicians, but by private banks- yeah!
Banksters, who take advantage of the system
Having money working for them and politicians with them
Applying the media to form our opinion,
Telling us to save money so that they can waste billions!
They’re brilliant! And nobody can restrain them
From mass manipulation, even the state can’t!
They control education through entertainment
And form foreign relations with their payments.
Insane men determine the impacts that shape us
Throughout our lifes, we are constantly brainwashed!
They’ve blended us to a point where we chase paper
Not real values, just numbers on a statement!
Insaneness. And we expect no changes
We know something’s wrong, but accept the way it is!
Our unsustainability to you may seem brainless
To us sustainability is usually gainless!
Nameless shall not remain those who framed us
The Rothschilds and Rockefellers are already famous
The Warburgs and The Bundys are equally shameless
And all the billionaires on the Bilderberg Group’s names list
I want you
to be with me
I want you
to set me free
I need you
here by me
I need you
to hold my hand
I desire
you to love me
I desire
your touch
I would love
for you to just say it
I would love
for our future to start
~Chrystal
Written on
October 14, 2013