future

My Foe

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.

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*Before and After*

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

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Dream of Tomorrow

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.



 

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Untitled

"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.

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M987

 


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............

 
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Crawling

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






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Desecrated Eyes

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.

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Letter to the future

               

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Future

Folder: 
2013

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

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My thoughts, desires, and wants. All for a guy who would never be.

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