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tragedy A dark day choked to within a breath of life
Thick churling clouds of jealousy and misdeeds
Hard to explain this strange occurrence,
The uneasiness of the world
Ending hanging teetering on the edge of a knife blade
That as sharp and keen still can't cut through the tension
There are no more words. The is only stark darkened reality
The war has begun.
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I sit here wondering about the confusion I have twisted ourselves up in
One good intention at a time...
The time to collect was never a struggle for our giving arms
However the state of dependency saw golden cow give milk
From the rear view never seeing its ever starving hunger Or us
Tending that cow. Pay it forward,
the time will come and we will turn
and receive clarity and love from strangers
And out of the tendrils of confusion the lord will send his angels
In disguises with mighty sheers and free the chokehold of lost expectations
Take heart and look not to the taken but be ready to receive the gift.
