Wednesday, February 9, 2011

WAR

Created Prisons
Manipulation in its subtle finesse
Seconds tick Thoughts dominate
Time has become a prison
Man-made fables
Dreams of Gold and Silver
Filled with clouds of prescribed medications
Human illness The death of the heart
Minutes pass the prevalent thought is always
what to do next?
Next is the only dominated thought
A step made from glass
And, man's foot cemented brick
Man-made prisons
The unseen dominates the hearts
Man-manipulation
Puppets as masses
Interest the wizard
Hollowness swallows the air
Once upon a long time ago
the inspired air filled with soulful thoughts and hearts of rubies
filled with essence and creation
Prophet Muhammad, Moses, Jesus walking
letters and lessons of the All-Mighty
Lost in the oceans of darkness
People indebted to time and lofty appetites
Why you say?
Man's zealous aspirations of lofty existence
with acquisition his only prey
Anything the eye can see it yearns for
Lost is the inner eye of the heart blind
Tangible has defined existence
Aspirations of purification and beauty evaporated
Aspirations of the tangible as certain as your deluded eyes
Passively notice the sun setting in the West
As the Moon unveils the serenity of darkness
The inner eye blind to God's Imminent Glorious Intimate Presence
Within the inner eye of our hearts
Recklessly seemingly to care nothing for
Prevalent the notion of recklessness
For War is the only dominate headline in the N.Y. Times
God has warned you time and time again
Your hearts believe but your eyes have deluded you
Ruby hearts scream for Now
The notion of Next subtly deludes
Next has sucked the air out of this planet
Seconds tick away Time a prison
For only Gold and Diamonds is Man's Prey
But no delusion is death
For death is certain
The heart will cease to beat
And in the darkness of the grave
No moon will shine
The only moon you can acquire is the heart

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