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Warning: mysql_fetch_array(): supplied argument is not a valid MySQL result resource in /hsphere/local/home/poeticmi/poeticmic.com/classes/system/data/mysql/mysqldatareader.php on line 46 Poetic Mic Poetry - Poetic Mic Poem --- Wake Up
the mystery is to discover the presidential level
tingling pain within your fingers,
gripping for hours, until you have reached the zenith.
complacency is material at best,
constant idleness within your soul,
lashing out at the receptacle, the keeper of all records.
it is disgusting to see the niche that has been created,
hard, painful, pushing to rebuild,
only to find the blueprints have been ignored by the creators.
solace has been re-defined by the nature of the new beast,
restlessness, settling in from peace,
but excitement, joy, admonishment for the offer of pessimism.
sickness is the new high, spreading through the needles of men,
the fear of knowledge to note,
death will preceded by the vengeance of aliens residing in the chosen.
violence is the only preservative that has a guarantee,
shots fired, the piercing burn,
moments of reflection, death, the eclectic final words of what was not.
the greatest gift was given by the supreme being above,
surprise, shock, fear, waiting, arrival,
only to be tainted by greed, poverty, malice, deceit, damn those lies!
knowledge was power, the past was once driven with eclectic voices,
death, time, eventually the father will prevail,
notions of thought, moments of intellect, but no known constant now exists.
judgment was once given to the hue, power to govern over all,
the world sped up, and the reign fell down,
concrete and steel, now represents the new center of the universe.
the gospel regarded to the sabbath, held with prestige, respect, sensitivity,
the young got old, the generation was lost,
direction leads to midnight junctions, the constant green, betrayal of the soul.
oppression, the vivacity, was spoken with, reverence, taken, held, martyred,
the soulful left, the degenerative came,
masked by the new model, the expenses, the lies are not known to the masses.
You still don’t know what I am saying after all this time?
WAKE THE f*ck
UP, DON’T PERPETUATE THE CONSTANT NO MORE!
-tf
The calamity is the noxious need to be exalted within all men...and critical pessimism is the vehicle to do so. The calamity is apathy, a lack of concern for transcendence into the luminous water that lives forever, and a complacency of minds to ingest and revel in temporal garbage...Tfrank, your soul food's delicious...more like spirit food 01/29/2008
My mind spin's to a place of knowing and not knowing every word of what you say in your scribes, I can only say that they are relevent to me at this point and time in my journey here, and to find such a wonder of knowledge, to continue the renewing of the original thought, to know the outcome and still be feed....i still need more. I love the mind that is behind your mind it is wide and vast.
Peace, LOVE & All The Blessings We Can Stand From Above
All I can say is "WOW" you do blow me away with your lyrical fortitude..... simply amazing "T" the gospel regarded to the sabbath, held with prestige, respect, sensitivity, the young got old, the generation was lost, direction leads to midnight junctions, the constant green, betrayal of the soul. "WAKE THE FUCK UP, DON’T PERPETUATE THE CONSTANT NO MORE!"
~EMP~ 05/16/2006
Speak -T, and Wake the people up because its time for us to see through the eyes of fathers and mothers and generations past and see that these things in current life are fallacies that people hide behind and life beyond that represents nothing. If you dont know what I m saying, read the last line of this Poem. 03/31/2005
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