PARADOXICAL

PARADOXICAL
Buck up and reach for the stars
despite ever living permanent scars
reproduce the multitude of malcontent
despite the flowing blessings spent
ridicule riddled raucous rivers
callous looks and intravenously fed holdings
huddled in the dark and exposed to speckles of light
penalized by banishment to the lepers colonies
does anyone recognize the twisting moving vision
and staunch favoritism
of the absolute source?
integrity verified
I polish my punch card daily
suckling to the might of the elusive
powers that be
no choice to run hide or flee
except in the forgetful, childish, happenstance
Johnny come lately playful vibe
and lackadaisical attachment
to a higher field of light
while remaining in
ad twisting it into
a fallen vibration of Satanic lust
and anti-creation
God, do the great monsters abound
and bestially intone their vile hunting drone
make me not to mock
the paradoxical ways of the higher light

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