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Evil in DivergenceShall our end be in fire?
In violence and lust for power
Where every man is called a liar
And we burn ourselves to death?
Or shall it be ice?
Where knowledge is shunned with a cold shoulder
And ignorance creeps in like mice
And causes us to fight.
No, it shall be deceit.
Heads filled with lies that anger the soul
Manipulation means defeat
And we shall never trust.
Our wants shall be our end.
For selfishness makes us corrupt
For our own needs we all shall fend
And destroy all other men.
Or our death shall be cowardice.
We'll leave all hope behind in fear
And in our panic we shall miss
The downfall of us all.
Together we shall isolate
All fear, wants, lies, ignorance, and hate
And, doing so, eradicate
The evils of mankind.
Hurricane'Twas just one day
With a storm in a sky painted grey;
When a girl of ten
Walked out into the rain
With her hat nearly blowing away.
And the wind blew her coat
And the rain hit her face
And the cold freezing her to the bone;
But she smiled and sang
And she danced in the rain
Even though she was cold and alone.
And she didn't have reason
She didn't have rhyme
She didn't get cold or complain;
The storm only got worse
Like a terrible curse
But she danced with the wind and the rain
And her jacket was torn
Her feet shoeless and bare
And her hat had by now blown away;
And the wind was now howling
The weather was scowling
From the sky that was painted dark grey.
And the girl kept on dancing
The rocks catching her feet
But the cold had caused them to go numb;
And the cold stayed the same
The wind wracked her thin frame
And the rain beat her face like a drum.
And the very next day
There wasn't a sign
Of the girl who was dancing before.
She'd been blown away
By the wind and the
MemoriesA memory is like a gift
But where have all mine gone?
One moment I remember
The next, I'm sure its wrong.
I don't know how I can recall
The ones I need the most
Words and faces disappear
What's left is just a ghost.
My mind just seems so empty
My heart can feel no pain
My memories are washed away
And driving me insane.
I fear I'll never find myself
And leave the world behind
Forever search for memory
My hope long since resigned.
But maybe if I find you there
You may remember me
And though I may have nothing left
You'll have my memory.
wishing wells and pumpkin shells
coffee with mint cream
wedding bells and magic spells
life is but a dream
mother says it's rain today
drought's been sixteen years
pigs will fly and cats will stray
seventeen brings tears
hooting owls and leopard prowls
burn the midnight sun
men with jowls eat fattened cows
never had such fun
father says it's time to go
new year's 'round the bend
can't be late for nature's show
fish-face now the trend
dreamer's dream and lover's love
wishing time would fly
blue moonbeam on heaven's dove
hope I never die
I Fell AsleepI fell asleep
In the arms of the enemy.
My worst mistake,
As I let his words get to me.
I left my life
In the hands of a killer.
I trusted my blood
To a man who's a murderer.
I closed my eyes
As he lulled me away.
I loosened my grip
As he began to sway.
I fell asleep
In the arms of the enemy.
I lost my life,
but I lost my life willingly.
Breaking news.The government makes status––
they ignore the real matters
they own the news
they confuse and abuse
making sure we're all scattered.
The law creates crime––
a social ladder we must climb
always the poor
stuck on the floor
as the privileged spend their time.
Society ignites fear––
blurring anything clear
as real life is nowhere near.
The system makes criminals––
while stealing the Earths minerals
raising the price
feeding the vice
locking us away, for lacking principles.
The people are losing their souls––
giving up on their genuine goals
working nine to five
pretending they're alive
when they're completely under control.
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Solitary Mind of Connected MadnessI see a sliver in the outskirts of eyes,
Tripping on madness, of madness this ride
Is, a circus of freaks. And there's no place to move,
And no place to breathe there's no room it's
My mind pressing mirrors upon mirrors and halls,
Palms touching nothing but heat-slicken claws,
And bent are the fractures of twitches of dream,
And fragmented truths of escaped tragedy.
Sobbing are soldiers not laid seige to a cheek,
Fools that are weary, held back as they're freed,
And o how the merry-go-round spins its tales,
Moving forward, neverending, on circling trails.
Succumb to the effervescence of thrilling deceit,
Believe when you don't, acceptance is key,
Be lost with the timeless, unwavering charm,
In circles, not touching skin, all arm in arm.
I see a world on a sliver of fire,
Tripping on madness, on madness on wire,
Is it I'm slipping at the edge of a hope?
It's time to accept we're together
The real meaning of friendshipFriendship
Kidding around turns into
Remembering painful times
Ignoring the painful truth that lies ahead
Ending all hope
Never finding any good in it
Demanding they be there for you but they never
Seem to keep their promise of staying
Heartache and loneliness always comes at the end
Insightful friends are nothing but a myth
Promises broken and pitying oneself
In MorningThrough a wintry window laced with ice, lie
petrified panes of frosted grass beckoning,
languorously outstretched. A shivering bird’s cry
reaches horizon’s edge—that razor reckoning,
those impossible dimensions—hung like a kite
on a cloud, precipitously balanced between a dull
existence with poking pinpricks the only light,
and the embers of potential, slowly stoking. A lull
unfurls, a quiet eternity uncurling in that predawn
chill, everything faded to silent sepia, frozen
as though this instant is more important, torn
from time and left right where it was chosen
to be. Light spills over and creeps through
fractured, flinty sky turned a clear, unbroken blue.
You Are Unchanging Now That You ChangedLike the echo of a whisper you go on pointlessly
Dragging out syllables that no longer make sense.
You are a shadow of the man that you used to be;
You threw all of that away for this new pretense.
Like an ages old tradition you never change -
You meet challenges lifelessly - never daring.
This new plastic you has no depth and no range.
You blazed like the sun now you are cold and uncaring.
The City That Died ScreamingWhite phosphorus depicts the lands of Hell,
It melts the skin, it drowns the soul in flame,
The trigger finger has a tale to tell,
A medal for the winner of the game.
I beat you to the floor, you crawl away,
You look at me with haunted, angry eyes,
Don't you still hear the screams of yesterday?
I grin, what screams? And yet another cries.
I am your savior, bringer of the light,
The muzzle flash, the one that brings your end,
I'm here for you, I never want to fight,
Says he who used a bullet on his friend.
I ask, are you the monster, or am I?
Yet still we know we both deserve to die.
SanityThe walls of this place were white,
Sanitation and cleanliness were no doubt at play.
Walking through them I search for the light,
Lost forever in this building, searching for the day,
The one where I would no longer be lost.
The rooms were empty,
Not a soul but for the ones at rest.
I wouldn’t say I felt guilty,
But what I had done, I would address,
And realize my action’s cost.
Continuing through these halls,
I can’t help but look at the paint.
I remember the red smears on the walls,
The copper scent lingering still and faint,
Yet luckily those memories I tossed.
I pass on, leaving behind this phenomenon.
I see a shred of the sun’s rays,
And quickly I leave my role of false surgeon.
Behind me the blood of my past lays,
Leaving it to the cold and frost.
Never AloneLook up at the skies of grey
See it cry its tears of rain
Hear each word the wind will say
Feel its thunderous cries of pain
Let the whispering winds inquire
What is true
What is true?
Was it me or was it you
That set the world on fire?
Do not block away the flame
Running from the feared unknown
For we will never be the same
But at least you'll never be alone
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