THE HEIST

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JOURNAL #28







upon a fractured path



he stands so proud



with his gaping wounds of woe



ripped wide open in horror



his music he whispers solemnly



to the wind



trying to catch even a fleck of the



knowledge he needs before he can go



the defeated lyrics he shares



bleed havoc in distorted retrospect



survival is his coat of arms



jagged reminders of  yesterday's wrath



speak from behind threads of despair



that he has yet to fully sew around  



in this  latest given jacket of life



pain is a teacher



yet for some



it cripples them in its devastating wake



the soul is overshadowed  with the personality's



corrupted view



objectivity is all but bankrupt



in THE HEIST of the higher self



that is allowed to take place



so the good samaritan in one's self



must rise and take breath



and make the call to stop such crimes



against the true self



this is the only way graduation from one's dire circumstance



can magnificently occur



as just getting through life



doesn't cut it with GOD



we were put here to live



not just endure



the life he has given us



until



these bodies



die......................



                                                                                                 Feb.11,2003(1230pm)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for Zae!

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