Dystopian Kingdom
A world of humanity is seeking utopia;
even those, whose cup runneth over;
all, bringing about the birth of dystopia;
with songs about crimson and clover.
Our origin of birth; a world of perfection
all unable to accept absolute truth;
causing us to face the curse of rejection;
The Commoners
All wish to feel they are different from others;
something about them sets them apart;
standing tall, amongst sisters and brothers;
due to wisdom, or the size of their heart.
Some achieve goals beyond comprehension;
causing jealousy to spread far and wide;
looking down on all others with
Quagmire Of Tears
The soul is an energy called consciousness;
of which all of life is comprised;
bringing forth light to replace the darkness;
and, reality, itself, is revised.
The body is immersed in the aura of the soul;
the aura possesses the energy’s power;
controlling the physical is
The Material Disguise
I’m a grand and glorious sailing ship;
magnificant and proud in my day;
for every task, I was well equipped;
there was nothing could get in my way.
The seven seas were like highways to me;
leading to wherever I’d go;
no limits existed to
A Dream Of Life
I was walking down reality’s Street;
at a destination, referred to as time;
a corner where life and eternity meet;
bearing a subtle hint of the divine.
Life had somehow lost all its clarity;
becoming a shadowy mist;
a hint at the truth of life’
Acquiescence
Why do some seek division and hate;
just what is evil’s role?
With such people, I cannot relate;
division is evil of the soul.
Such thinking is limited and confined;
for we were all born to be together;
unified, in love, is how we’re designed;
all, brothers
It Takes A Village
I’ve heard many foolish words uttered;
that some people take as serious;
some, such words, are as wisdom, stuttered;
for the authors must be delirious.
Some are quite harmless, like piles of sand;
an idle mind’s thoughtless expression;
but, others are preludes to what
In The Hands Of Babes
How did words, from thought, come to be;
transmitting thoughts to another person?
Mind to mind, transmission, is free;
but requires a great deal of rehearsin.
All thoughts hold the ultimate power;
but only Knowledge has the control;
thought can become a word or flower;
