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ALBEIT
Through
the years
seems
I'm the kind of person
who
brings on your tears
Yet,
time renews, contraire to reason
What
about you most endears
not
the heartaches, I've caused untold
It's
your spirit through veils of tears
enduring,
until seasons took hold
My
faults are multiple
my
attributes, sometime suspect
Your
guiding words always full
for
that, you forever gain my respect
If
love is minds meeting in empathy
I've
tried my best to reciprocate
You've
always meant the most to me
you
do have my gratitude,
albeit,
I'm late....
CONCLUSIONS
Conclusions,
some say
must
have their way
reason
is found by this route
But,
not without a bout
t'ween
opposing emotions
Tinker
Toys, to extraordinary notions
I often
ponder
on
things, I just wonder
of
this there's little doubt
The
answer I tout
no
sense complaining about
it's
funny the way things work out
Take
any suggestion
weighed
against any question
in
themselves, they can do you no harm
So
don't buy the Farm
nor
give up those dreams
It's
not always quite what it seems
Remember,
beads of perspiration
fuel
many an inspiration
So
keep right on burning brain cells
Answers
will gel
in
what your genius can conceive
If
you're determined to succeed
So
next, while you ponder
lost
in awe, yes, in wonder
of
all in creation that's Heaven
Wisdom's
added leaven
to
the bread of resolution
on
the table of promised solution
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Sloth,
sluggishly infecting all
minds decaying due to idleness
Empires too, they must fall
glory halted, by sheer laziness
Anger,
raging out of control
his heated temper, murder and maim
Conscience endures an awesome toll
he who lives by sword, suffers same
Together,
they form a most formidable horde
laying all in their path to waste
Virtue, it's said, is its own reward
as opposed to a soul lost in haste
Therefore, timid souls are given warning
To arm with both Faith and Love
Else be lost to eternal mourning
Sin, is paid on Earth, not in Heaven above
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STATEMENT
TO KISMET
A Statement,
pure and simple
utter nonsense, constant riddle
Elocution
flames to kindle
tedious
charades, endless spittle
a Statement,
sound advice
petty
banter, verbal prattle
Civil
tidings set to entice
published
as incessant rattle
A Statement
taken to the bank
deceitful
lectures, verbose debates
Backrooms
smoking, odorous rank
grafters
seek to seal our fates
A Statement,
rehearsed recital
stages
as drama, tragic brief
Shrouded
under patriotic title
distorted
statute, judicial thief
a Statement,
never too late
bulging
purses, fattened cases
Memories
bungled Watergate
candidates
stump perpetual races
A Statement
of clear conscience
regional
conflicts foretell Armageddon
Antiquity
reduced to penitence
plunge
us into creation head-on
A Statement
to Kismet
jaded
electorate, ticket greed
Capitol
chamber out to let
adolescence
gone to seed
SEVEN
Seven,
hellish warriors
lead the most deadly of assaults
roots of sin their guiding scepter
poised to strike mans weakest faults
Virtue,
guards the gates
of mans immortal soul
Forever and a day, she waits
Justice in her grasp, she holds
Pride,
leading his reflective shield
overcome by his own figure
His name in vain, he haughtily wields
lest he, be his only believer
Covetousness,
that mercenary loner
Gods possessions her soul desire
Herself as rightful owner
in end, all burns on Earthly pyre
Lust,
advances, rudely leering
spurred by hunger, an all consuming fire
His enormous cup never quite filling
spilling over with insatiable desire
Gluttony,
that comic spirited inebriate
voracious appetites for forbidden fruit
An unquenchable thirst, he will suffocate
self esteem, his pirated loot
Envy,
that sly, green-eyed fiend
Truths most constant rival
Once pious hearts, twisted mean
devoured at ones own table
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