A Doctored Thought

To Blast-Off,

the simplicity of thought,

complexity of a riddlers plot.

In a verse of poetic trot,

I gallop a-cross,

I canter a-Lot.

A Riddle stands to 'Tell' of sought,

the footprint lives 'To Show' the thrill,

 although it's fast the landing's still.

It just takes One to begin,

completion two,

established Vend.

To suffer fall became a trend,

to walk, be tall, 

too straighten been.

 An order came to out the Maul,

a like erupt,

a certain call.

The nature of 'The Continue'

is a rate to see the venue,

a rhythmed sum to add up done,

before the fact,

it has begun.

Reality can deliver,

the despair I've seen in send,

but to look and know you're loved,

removes the pain with such great care.

The anger surges like a tide,

the ebb and flow rises high,

to destroy and too spy,

but all I see repairs this pry.

Belief in Word,

sentence read,

kind of short,

it's still a dream.

Supported 'Title' stating 'Rite'

to ignite the blast of fight!!

My Turtle Doves are back in sight,

as it seems,

 'A Given' plight,

but as I watch this girl and boy

the communication is enjoy, 

as a sort of morning glory.

High atop the limb of sought,

there is no squabble,

a darling marveled.

The sight to see,

I breathe it in,

I watch them nurture,

a kiss from him.

To compare is to know,

the example is a real show,

Two are Inn,

now to wait,

 'Four' the LAN-ding,

it is a play!!

Speaking softly as too mute,

innocence peeps a certain leap,

like a talent or a Fen,

a boat to China is a Win!!

Phew, Begin

Born Free

An Action,

a stand of difference,

accepts to learn,

decides,

persistent.

The reason for clarity,

to seek-out rarity,

is not resistance,

it is a balance for measured.

To not consider,

the mind as a winner,

places thoughts in laps that plot,

to deliver and take in do.

To pave the way with financial gain,
to hedge your bets,
the person blames,
can't be best.

The purchase of such a test,
while living with such unrest,
requires little if payments riddled,
the cost on earth,
 is lost in birthed.

Should you chose to ascribe to news,
than the price becomes you chose,
if you've sold out just in case,
belief becomes a time and place,
the common subject,
 requires Taste.

Defining Difference

Excitement mounts,

the Seal breaks,

the sounds of Trumpets,

 blow in silence.

Here

The Music heard,

a Voice in Verse,

the Words of Said,

become whom triumphs.

An orchestra,

the Singer learned,

it is not the State,

the Nation's Earth.

To encompass,

the brakes are burnt,

rubber screeching,

sounds 'The Turf'

Stand for difference,

'Show' example,

use your Mind,

provided, ample.

To define not assume,

the tone of spoken proves the ramble,

an attitude or a sample?

To fear fright,

a grip of sight,

turn Left? turn Right?

No!!,

a way to fight.

Face Head-On,

shoulder carried,

is not wrong,

wisdom strong,

the problem?,

the Sycophants throng.

Beware of deviant despair,

the Act,

is the Life,

that incites with plight.

Know Repair

The answer is in residence,

the Being within questions evidence,

the thought that obstructs this natural erupt,

seeks to control,

 a supplanted roll,

a malady so low,

a psychological blow.

A scribe who requires a financial toll,

the religious gain of Gaming soul,

produces rants that threaten sold.

The price of endgame understood,

is not a game that registers good,

the dollar's total charges fee,

for information that once was Deed.

The Date Is Placed

The Band is Playing,

the Song is Singing,

the horns are missing,

the Trumpets bring,

the triumph felt becomes a ring.

The seals broken in quiet silence,

the feeling is a certain violence.

No matter words the verse reliance,

the sentence heard enhances niceness.

The memory should deliver could,

bring a way that's paved with good.

The public fight of preaching plight,

the books gave light to this sight.

Reality, Might

The strength within is no sin,

the more you think,

increases 'When'

There is no loss in prepared,

the exercise makes aware,

this is not a dare.

The Mind unique,

the sonnet seeks,

to speak with countenance,

not fall to needs.

Instructions show,

'The Mean'

are foe.

The Color Red Fretting

Walk with me into a dark tomorrow,

yesterday warned of today.

People screaming,

"Why Me!?!"

the wounds inflicted,

a mental restriction.

Halted by such severe pain,

it is the human brain,

the seen disturbing,

the end beginning.

Just the other day,

spoken in dismay "I thought" said while straining,

the mental fight is draining them.

The streets no longer filled,

the 'Happy-go-Lucky' grab their heads,

pleading...

"STOP, I'm bleeding!!"

Sadness has left and despair is rare,

leaving dread as grieving there.

As Society glances back,

the damage done,

it showed the track.

So fast it came,

played like game,

no one thought,

thinking shamed,

a railed train.

Kind words are no longer shared,

anger, rage and blame,

a common lane,

although this roar seems a chore.

The hope of happiness is fleeting,

no-one wants to save a life;

"If I can't laugh and have some fun, I'll stop you and make you RUN!!"

words to rue as people do.

Tragedy without the wound,

it is the mind the suffers truth,

makes Humanity point at You.

Sold-Out, shunned and cursed,

the defense rivals tact.

The hard stares judge the blare,

opinions cost,

tempers flare.

The World at Large destabilized,

religion splits,

takes more lives.

The division,

a rift is driven.

The worth of Rant,

measured verse,

serves the Masses,

it just gets worse.

All are fighting,

it has bad taste,

the Church is old and is trying to save face.

The answer offered,

the force of might,

relief became,

no death is right.

Pointing fingers,

Religion still says "It is Them, kill Them dead!!".

Disbelief is in the head,

reality is what's fed.

As it shows, turns-out to be,

they were mistaken,

evil tout,

People stop to hear the shout,

walk away a different route.

One by one,

two by two,

three by Ten,

the numbers shout,

disagreement stands as doubt.

Threats no-longer work the crowd,

Mass destroyed they seem annoyed,

the push goes on 'The Church' proved wrong,

Hell took shape regardless Faith.

The common thread,

sewn in head,

you have to see it to believe it,

'cause Innocence is said.

Deleting Erased Value Based

The Measure of the random appeal, 

increases with a need to heal.

The Voice of Tone,

recognition,

comes with verse not over phone.

The Fight Begins,

with what has been,

not for vengeance,

unhinge trend.

Throughout the Years,

my family cheers,

"You will Fall and Lose it all."

Constant statement streaming Win,

I reply,

it's already been.

So crazed my family forced their cause,

down my throat to bring demise,

with Their words I realized,

it's not I that runs in fear,

I'm just a witness to what is clear,

they don't believe that Life is dear.

Treasured Existence

The resolution to the Circumference,

a circle is round.

An Understanding that maintains a standing,

a chartered Veer.

In 'The Continue'

the shot made from here,

lands upon a line so drawn,

the break is the completion of the math.

The added Value,

a full-course way in the Path,

to add Venue.

The Trust of Innocence will show to guide,

a Route to see a road to know.

Truth will Reveal,

life should not be a place to have to make a deal,

but a light to know Real.

Energy carried through Lives,

so varied,

the Teacher, a Trail,

to view not be assailed.

Learning how to envelope the growth of experience,

in which Time delivers relevance,

is the wisdom to embrace what must be unique,

YOU!!

Choice Invites Decision

The human brain computes to train,

running theory,

see the game.

In the simple I see complex,

knotted thought,

a way, 

Exact!!

The refinement brings to light,

it is the words the sentence spread,

a path to sum,

Insight!!

To stop to think,

it looks,

we're on the brink,

will you wake or fall to sleep.

The collective of masses brought,

to be accountable,

a Common,

 sought.

The best of tests,

a price to gain,

it is the freedom and not the shame.

Recapture reason,

in clarity not treason,

brings on what is right,

it still seems fight.

To stand against the tides of man,

take no offense,

it all seems planned.

Do you feel the under-tow,

are you swept? or can you float?

An idea of different steer,

regarding same,

not profane.

Introductions often show,

another play or way to go.

So often more,

the Voice of Choice,

is smashed to pieces,

condemned but Heeded.

Bunting Shame

The Numbers Crunch,

the plan to punch,

the ink-filled quill,

the needles fill,

will write the same,

the game today.

To be unlike and much the same,

still in fight,

by-proxy,

 Plight.

Inside yourself you hold a wealth

should you chose you'll know you're Will.

To silence thought,

to think is wrought,

the benefit will make you well.

The exercise of the Mind,

reveals to You,

a personal view.

To consider other Means,

will enhance,

produce what's Seen.

The ability to share is rare,

the technique to listen...

stare!!

Judgement casts to tell of last,

to Ignite,

 incites a fight,

not with yourself,

but for what's right,

your Life.

The time it takes to excite,

is the blast or shout of trite,

so instead of this might,

slow yourself,

example nice.

Halt the Core of your Being,

know the answer belongs to dancer,

the simple Waltz of the Mind,

increases awareness,

it's you who's fine.

Rule of Said

Religions declare their answer,

the dues becomes the fee.

Read

Charged in Wrath,

disaster an after-math.

The carrot-on-the-stick,

always hung in front of you,

as if to show a point of view.

Not to treat it seems to reap,

the fare you pay detracts,

from the message,

the words just trap!!

This taxation upon what's free,

written history,

for All to see,

that in the end there is begin,

an Age to Know,

sin's a low.

'The Continue'

a simple When.

Apocalypse is Revealing,

not a bomb,

it's meant to be,

 Healing.

What's gone wrong,

you're charged a fee,

to be told and how to See.

Foe

Education for this lore,

preaches hate and shuts the door,

the problem seen creates a stream,

a weekly bid,

financial deed.

Always pleading,

they pass the plates,

one is offering and one is take,

10%, the going rate.

No succeeding just Ushers ways,

how you die and who will bake.

Should you decide or differ in Sake,

 you'll be flung and then they'll shun,

trash your name and ruin your life,

spreading rumors by creating strife.

The shame becomes the dollar deed,

the cost of such required seed,

the growth of wealth a persons Till,

banks your Life and charges....bleed,

delivers Fear with no-way out,

upon this Earth you're just route.

Threats are old,

redemption sold,

the exodus is,

 not so bold,

to sit in Pews and bend at knees,

hang your head,

a guillotine.

This 'New Age' delivered rage,

places blame on Satan's way.

With each fall or challenging day,

you have said the demons play,

made you do it and forced your hand,

that you're human and cannot stand.

If this is the Case at Hand,

then why do you continually damn?,

the blare so loud a ridiculous shroud,

as you spout the devil's out.

666 is know game,

especially for the ones profaned,

Satan's Spawn will go long,

they have a right to sing their song.

Eye, Like, Mind

In sudden Fact,

the reveal is Fight,

the Age of Knight,

the Sun shines White.

The blanket Sky,

the patch-work Star,

it's the station that turns,

the days trend.

Open door!!

The spouting blare of Human dare,

wakes to settle,

the mind Sees mettle.

The halting thought required bought,

but Free-to-Think,

paves new way.

No longer broken,

shards are pieces,

the broken Soul.

In the fragment of a moments take,

in the Heal you may find Sake.

With a gentle kind appeal,

the shattered Lives now see the deal.

The Strength to Stand,

complement Man,

comes from within,

the human brain.

The realization of regard,

the situation a Match, a Light,

to be and not to strike,

enjoying Sent,

the sum of Like!!

The Character Continues: Resides

The distant Alps bridge the Dimension of Time!!

Cascading mountain peak with Volcanic Erupts!!

The Lakes that flowed into their Ocean graves,

carried the spawning life.

The Salty brine dissolved in Shrine,

adding a taste to flavor.

In Worlds that passed,

neglect put out the light.

The stymied growth,

rose to fright,

the day gave way to night!!

The Cold of the Glacier froze!!

Crystallized to 'Hold'

the trappings of Our line.

Through explosive violent bursts,

the Planets throw,

turned to been.

Disgrace did settle this silenced Score,

for Life advanced without the 'Store'

'cause all is forgotten, 

suppressed in chore.

The nature of,

is repetitive,

as what has happened,

is why we roam.

The Mask Of Marred

 

You have blinded,

Versed the Past,

found the Chapters missing,

the Books of what's existing.

Religions took removed,

the Bible lessened text,

trashed to sink the Hook.

The skewed,

a version translates,

beneficiary the financial remnant,

the dollar of the order,

creates a World Boarder.

The missing Stories furthered,

an understanding or a mortar,

to concrete what is trouble,

you've discounted,

created rubble.

The simple act destroyed,

a Road, a Path to Troy,

leaving hollowed horses,

to fill with more than choices.

As You've charged 'The Masses'

the Coins collected tract this,

made information distractions,

fattened as you've blasted.

The twisted words contracted,

the signature of Soul,

the Being you threatened with asked this,

the answer will exact it.

Forced or is it Accounted?,

as the money mounts,

paid for your forgiveness?,

the makings of the damned.

To have issued a Contracted dues,

the Tax of 10%,

no offering is required,

the words are merely rafted.

The read of biblical themed,

rewritten so man could deem,

you owe and won't receive,

the Centuries delivered Lead.

Finances grown to increase know throne,

for if the knowledge costs the buy,

the purchase is a loan.

To discount the Rent,

you've sewn yourselves to sent,

made attempts to pay-off sin,

you cannot buy repent!!

Accounts are full as Minds are dull,

'cause the answer requires means,

to access your personal scenes.