Reaffirmation

The fairest touch can often tell a tale, worth telling.

I recall the longing of a worthy suitor,
only to be dumb struck and blind sided.

The journey wasn't meant to prolong,
only subside for a single night of instant gratification.

While many accept this familiar fate,
I continued to break a piece of my heart off to every available outlet.

Nobody warns you of the dark shadows waiting in back alleys,
circling you like prey.

No one can either.

Had I been told of the self discovery and heart ache I've experienced,
I might have turned around, and hid myself away.

The surprising factor of these maleficent acts,
is the developmental contributions,
to the person you're meant to be.

While I wish none of the loss, grievance, or insecurity to anyone,
I take none of it back.

Through the irrelevance, is strength.

A strength and confidence that continues to be tested,
and continually reaffirmed.

The Devil Wears A Grin

I reminisce.

A time when I was a small child.

The bubble not yet burst.

The kindness of perfect strangers.

My parents making friends no matter the time or place.

Before the tyranny.

After the pestilence.

The shroud of anger.

A cry for attention.

The sexual agenda.

An idea of perfection.

Individuality.

Conformity.

Socialism.

The religious agenda.

A surge in my veins.

Drugs, to ease the mind.

Blind eyes and deaf hearts.

Yes, I am all of the above.

Let Freedom Ring

The installation of fly mechanics,
breaks the hearts pull strings.

We try to get high on consumer politics,
but the high becomes a steadily increasing artifact.

To summon the higher ups,
is to play god,
and tell a tale of tattle.

We cannot change the ignorance minds,
nor can we persuade them to do good.

We can only sit by and watch as mankind selflessly destructs.

I am grateful, and of sane mind, that I will not live to see it end.

To be free,
to express oneself,
to die young,
at my own self harm.

This is patriotism.