The Tyranny Of Truth
Sometimes truth seems a tyrannical master;
and, so many; simply turn to lies;
deception eventually becomes disaster;
all brought about by surprise.
Lies are prevarications supplanting the truth;
devaluing all honor and glory;
guilt is their product; reality, the proof;
all liars become God’s quarry.
The Loves Of God
We’re sons and daughters of God, multiplied;
the personification of his eyes and ears;
it was out of his love; that our Master died;
cleansing our souls and wiping our tears.
This life is an illusion; a metaphor of reality;
once cast down from heaven
Lost Without Love
I’m seeking a future devoid of conflict or fear;
but it all seems to be in vain;
thoughts of a passionate love draw near;
then suddenly go down the drain.
How can we ever find someone to love;
someone who also loves us?
Searching; we pray
The Sting Of Rejection
The creation of life was a coming together;
for together; all must become;
the energies of faith is the living tether;
connecting creation to the One.
Consciousness is the thought of creation;
growing together brings perfection;
righteousness required man’s separation;
man must bear the sting
Wondering
It’s dawn, once again; and I awaken;
tho the emptiness still remains;
I feel, by destiny, I’ve been forsaken;
wondering who’s holding the reins.
I feel as though I’ve lost all control;
an escaped prisoner; still at large;
I feel desperation, within my soul;
wondering
Puppy Love
Love is a most mysterious and wondrous thing;
it doesn’t require words of encouragement;
only through love, do we survive death’s sting;
growing our lives with its nourishment.
All life is preoccupied with thoughts of death;
while in search of true love in our life;
consciousness
The Thorns Of Weakness
The thorn stands apart as God’s great gift;
pain is the symbol of one’s uniqueness;
although discomfort causes one to be miffed;
it’s God’s gift: the thorn of weakness.
The rose is the symbol of eternal love;
its petals; the perfection of
The Death Of Tomorrow
My life has been lived in search of tomorrow;
yesterday was unable to satisfy;
today is filled with heartaches and sorrow;
tomorrow becomes the day that I die.
Love and affection rated high on my mind;
and suddenly, I find I’m alone;
passionate love has
