The Dared Truth.
CONVERSATION
The heavenly laugh.
And they blamed God
for the atrocities
they inflicted on themselves,
human to human.
They asked
why He looked on
as they dismantled each other.
They couldn't even
use right
the thing they bragged about:
free will.
"God, intervene" -
their excuses are
their acceptances
that they can't be
without You.
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The Self and The Dream In Chicago.
I have to realize,
that anything I do now
amounts to something greater.
A good sleep,
an understanding
that I am human, after all,
a walk through quiet forests.
These things
are of great help to me,
even when they earn me
none of the dimes
often needed
to pull myself out
of this abyss.
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CONVERSATION
Flower Garden.
Better leave me undescribed,
stare at me,
and like a flower,
pluck what you want
and leave me to bloom for others.
Isn’t this what the world has become?
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Whispers of a little girl.
My prayers, oh God,
seem to be answered
by the devil.
When I prayed to make my momma proud,
she was taken instead.
And when I asked for the voices
inside me to quiet,
they raged,
trying to burn this
little brain of mine,
ordering me to do
things,
things that could drive me insane.
God,
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CONVERSATION
People Will Never Look like Flowers.
Death is all I wanna
test now
i have had a glimpse
at everything
possible.
Death can you find
me please?
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CONVERSATION
GOD.
God or No God ?
No God.
Well, No GOD !
no Existence
no Love
no Science
no Atheism
no Self
no Facebook
...so well then,
GOD.
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CONVERSATION
CONVERSATION
Blind man on the stares.
We live between
bad choices
and worse ones,
and we choose the bad,
hoping that at least
we shall survive.
Mere survival is what
alot of us sometimes
sleeplessly
struggle for.
CONVERSATION
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