Hidden faces..

'As we speak honor.. others bark 'madness'.. in tragedy.. those left in sadness..

As we speak honor.. others bark ‘madness’.. in tragedy.. those left in sadness..

Hidden faces.. hidden spaces.. holes hide what is real.. rubbing hands in demon ways.. anticipate to steal.. 

Unknown stones of jewels fools sell their gift from those before.. seeking false impression.. to impress some local whore..

Nothing in a fairytale in life killed wind up dead.. not like in the script actors example bored out heads..

mama give me education.. daddy you must see.. education on vacation makes a fool of me.. circle ditch of repetition as position fails.. keep me healthy.. teach me paths from this mental jail.. 

brother like no other believe your senses well.. principles felt learned in tears and laughter is your ‘tell’.. not ashamed your own true game known every step through fate.. here in Eden with a choice.. outside Heaven’s gate..

saw a hero made a zero all behind a lie.. traces hidden paths to those who cannot hear the cry.. pretense weaved from liar’s loom monsters made in hate.. goodbye you good true hero.. they cannot validate.. 

On to gone with every dawn there stands in light a choice.. how and why you live and do.. what song sung from your voice.. as beauty has a duty wild to lend and share.. gift they have.. their’s alone.. climbing Heaven’s stair.. 

That place storied in mystery.. metaphor and life.. children.. mother’s peaceful love.. killers sword and knife.. coward comes behind a pretense.. made before they knew.. soulful energy is known to those infants you slew.. 

Late clock game.. no dock no name.. just pretending wise.. pockets full of gold from those employing killer lies.. 

Precious.. your imprint unique all places for all time.. joy or blue.. a word so true written one sublime..

No brother named corporate.. no sister company.. child smiles when well fed.. at peace.. a book read on your knee.. 

Tomorrow holds a promise.. tomorrow holds your fate.. spark your mark in truth.. in love.. outside Heaven’s gate.. 

Peace Tony

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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