• Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Faith!…presents eternity without end;
    Then, how long is patience, my friends?
    A blend determines a friendly sentence;
    Alas, scale-down a need of consistence.

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    Faith!…presents eternity without end;
    Then, how long is patience, my friend?
    A blend determines a friendly sentence;
    Alas, scale-down a need of consistence.

    When patience is penned on a donkey,
    Describe the length his tail should last!
    And, if patience fills the donkey’s mind,
    His future discovery is one patient ass.

    Patience endures…most determination,
    And set smiles beyond the call-of-duty.
    Eternity marks a period of satisfaction,
    Against an impatient foe of absurdity.

    Patience faces fear, as a waste-of-time;
    It gives-way to any tyrannical demands.
    Patience can stand any judgement sign,
    ‘Til mercy administers its own commands.

    Walk a slippery floor–without anxiety;
    Offenses in a straight-jacket restraint.
    Suffer surrender–of a valuable worth;
    And, color the wall with deluded paint.

    Receive an enemy…unrattled by fight,
    To smile against the unbalanced odds.
    Patience stands upon some ruined site,
    And commences to till the barren sod.

    Eternity isn’t long enough for patience,
    If mild perfection receives no sentence.
    Patience reforms the face of absurdity,
    To continue unmoved–beyond security.
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  • Others 25.07.2007 No Comments

    Enviroperch on a comfortable chair,
    Where familial alerts–to pre-set hair.
    Dusty settlements are apt to attack,
    While character ruts–in a trap track.

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    Enviroperch on a comfortable chair,
    Where familial alerts–to pre-set hair.
    Dusty settlements are apt to attack,
    While character ruts–in a trap track.

    Hyper mode–in quest of perfection,
    Will rob the character of correction.
    A fastidious drive is driven to anger,
    Cause! picky-petty favors a canker.

    What beauty may graciously appear
    Beneath a hairy mode of pretty care?
    Oh, but a surface removes some dust;
    There! awaits character of golden rust.

    Receptive eyes spy beauty that cries;
    Unpretentiously, hidding beneath a lie.
    Hyper mode trims the cloud of weeds,
    Which overwhelm beauty’s basic seed.

    Beauty may magnify this driven mode,
    Which takes a task of the cloudy load.
    Hyper concentrates on a shallow span;
    It cannot witness all…that beauty can.

    Weeds grow obnoxiously with a chase,
    To realize a submission on the surface.
    Beauty cannot be found with a search;
    Extraordinary perception, must stretch.

    And stretch beyond ordinary sensation,
    To sense the character with correction.
    A conscious–with a charismatic mode,
    Will activate hyper–to lighten the load.
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  • Better Off 20.07.2007 No Comments

    Restless laws–serving discontent,
    you impose upon the good.
    Beauty walks within perfect view,
    to offer kindness…as it should.
    Broken homes…break the heart;
    administering laws with fear.
    Rules engender a suspicious face,
    unaware that good is clear.

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    Restless laws–serving discontent,
    you impose upon the good.
    Beauty walks within perfect view,
    to offer kindness…as it should.
    Broken homes…break the heart;
    administering laws with fear.
    Rules engender a suspicious face,
    unaware that good is clear.

    Systems!…may produce blindness,
    where wisdom is disallowed.
    Rage is forced–beyond a reason;
    good submits to the proud.
    The mentality of systematic claim,
    presents a face…to be kind;
    Sweeping fear…by a ruthless lead;
    beauty forsakes the blind.

    Lead on!…if your power walks
    with a system of knaves.
    Dictation governs a cunning set,
    so evil traps can behave.
    Traps are set…unto a foolish edge,
    and betray the gentle walk.
    Purity mingles with no wrong,
    where kindness loves to talk.

    Why should corruption be allowed
    to live amongst noble laws?
    When legal matters align with evil,
    judges should rule the law.
    Knaves can write laws that serve;
    co-dwelling with a set order,
    Peaceful laws that render evil,
    judges may wisely consider.

    Of all the tender things beautiful,
    that an ugly world may break;
    Sleepy rules are like a silent hiss,
    causing pure hearts to ache.
    Shame wallows rudely with power,
    raking across earthly beauty.
    Administrative skills obey the law,
    ruling ruthless…across a duty.

    Laws may witness a proof-of-power,
    to formulate the state of rights.
    At times, leadership lays an evil odd,
    that provokes good to a fight.
    Goodness and beauty, fools can’t see,
    for fault appears…at its worth.
    If a kind of peaceful life…will survive,
    then good brings in a new birth.

    Gentle minds, that serve laws of love,
    rule!…where rules are good.
    Judge!…opinions that raise nobility,
    and sweep no laws–with rude.
    Law-and-order may rule the market,
    allowing corruption to grow.
    But, Oh, as Christ enters the temple,
    Judge!…for the good you know.
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  • Vindictive administrations assert a systematic protection,
    Dementing with minds–to suggest, educational correction.
    Judicial committees attempt to calculate a national smile;
    Sustain revenge that vindicate–legal binding is kinda mild.

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    Vindictive administration assert a systematic protection,
    Dementing with minds–to suggest, educational correction.
    Judicial committees attempt to calculate a national smile;
    Sustain revenge that vindicate–legal binding is kinda mild.

    Masterful tools…litigate control to set a law on social rules;
    Private liberty has diminished in a world overrun with fools.
    Legal documents are imposed, as obedience ruins the truth;
    Because compliance is inflicted by the law of a lesser worth.

    Complete advocation esteems America as a glorious place;
    Freedom aligns with a vile file…to progress at a rapid pace.
    The record show: studious citizens seekforth with a scream;
    Faithful correction measures money, but, not what it seems.

    Credit validates an American vision–in a progressive dream;
    Realizing the final trap still overlooks what awareness deems.
    Social escalation raises the net–expanding a punishment set;
    Americans are compelled…to run the race of a slippery debt.

    Freedom!…now propels America–into a sly state of greed;
    Alterations–in the system, threaten with a financial need.
    Patriotism becomes a malignant embassy–proclaiming hire;
    Achieving a plan, that sacred government…is a judicial liar.

    National security depends on the safety of the seatbelt trap;
    Lobbying Washington–insures, the courts rule a capital map.
    Enforcement has diminished…to the assassination of masses;
    Public opinion no longer matters; rob the fools on the passes.

    Set for debt: conditions unbecoming, and certainly out going;
    Higher education imposes pressure…on the facts of learning.
    The facts-of-life are buried treasures–deep within the heart;
    The known world…now uproots–to tear sacred values apart.
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