Device mine.. private..


IT CAME SUDDENLY.. WHAT MADE ME.. WHAT MADE ME GOOD..

IT CAME SUDDENLY.. WHAT MADE ME.. WHAT MADE ME GOOD..

Curious to furious found others in my home.. on and on.. deaf as snakes.. where young old-time thieves roam..

Cyber science fiber for folks what can never be.. take my space.. device in place for family and me.. 

Years of pity.. all the cities.. places passed in time.. saw folks need.. want and greed.. desperation.. crime..

Dreams persist.. I seek to build around what is real.. what is whole.. what is soul.. what none can ever steal..

Crazy confused.. crazy used.. each born to mother true.. sets a plan.. avarice  man.. expectations.. due..

‘Away you cries of hunger.. away those who would learn’.. ‘away to any who will not do for me each turn’..

‘Away from me you Bill of Rights.. in the USA.. away you fun- loving children.. money is my play’..  

Pretense comes.. a minus sum.. threaten with God’s Curse.. speeches saying nothing.. but a threat of jail or worse..

Tired rules said by fools who seek control.. what can never be controlled.. mankind..a loving soul..

Subliminal is minimal spirit strong and true.. will overcome.. product and sum.. of lies.. thieving.. untrue..

Ranting here.. once more I fear.. friends blind from a glare.. justified in words attacking.. love.. peace.. will to share..  

My device is clean and nice.. fast as fast I need.. knock before you seek to enter.. each cave of our breed..

Needs to feel safe.. warm.. a child safe warm.. bundled in fleece..’away you parasites to your own.. to find your peace’..

Life in fate.. what you create.. what loved.. a poem for why.. your own.. no sin.. judge or atone.. your life until you die.. 

Thought..

‘looking to behavior.. those who claim to try.. stars starlit in soul song.. see before they die.. what they brought home to Eden.. known as Earth and Sky.. each living thing share what they bring.. to see.. hear.. and the ‘why’..

as I have said.. privacy is primal to most life forms.. space is necessary to grow.. violating the need for privacy in living things is always in a lie.. to the violated from the violator.. done at another’s whim.. bribery.. pimp and pander.. they are bought and sold.. to spread a disease in attempt to kill.. control what they cannot..

personal belief and dream.. 

Peace Tony

©AC.22.5.14.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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