Paradox Labels
All that defines me
Is all that binds me
The labels I choose to wear
Shows what lies deep inside of there
There is nothing I could be
Without the ideals that mold me
the antisocial social activist
The compulsive antiritualist
Distant, aloof and intimate
Self-absorbed and compassionate
Emotional and numb
Feelings from Asperger's Syndrome
With the ideals I profess
As a Jehovah's Witness
Corruption
Corrupted, corrupted by the world I rejected
Sick of passing roads easier than the one I selected
If virtue is a shield why are the principled ones unprotected
Dangers leap from the corners undetected
But always falling to the ones you most suspected
My moral compass is aways is disconnected
By a mortal spirit always feeling dejected
As long as I doubt I will never be perfected
Psalm Of Thanksgiving
There are no words to fit the great magnitude
To accurately express our Divine gratitude
For the love you show mankind
For not leaving us behind
As some preachers taught
Forgetting the price you had bought
With Your Son you gave us Paradise Earth
So let us never forget our worth
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Poetry Post 257
Jehovah's Gifts
There is only one reason to live
That is for the gifts Jehovah gives
The gift of humor
Will help you endure
The gift of music
Will cure the spirit of the sick (1 Samuel 16:23)
The gift of a friend
Will help hearts mend
The gift of wildlife
Will calm internal strife
The gift of free will
Will give you the choice to love God still
But the gift of love
Is the gift all others are made of
Reply To A Soldier's Memorial
Don't speak for the dead you buried
For you they have no more mind to read
Don't say they died out of need
When you know they died for your greed
It wasn't their mouths you tried to feed
You offered no help when the plead
You just sent them off to do your deed
And no looked back to watch them bleed
Distant Lover
Wasting the morning in bed all I can ever do
Is restlessly fantasize about me and you
My thoughts drift to images of you so clear
That I make love to you when you're not even here
But the clarity fades after so many days
Even though the memory and the passion forever stays
And so all that remains is little more than a ghost
Taunting me with the wish I desire most
There is only one reason to live
That is for the gifts Jehovah gives
The gift of humor
Will help you endure
The gift of music
Will cure the spirit of the sick (1 Samuel 16:23)
The gift of a friend
Will help hearts mend
The gift of wildlife
Will calm internal strife
The gift of free will
Will give you the choice to love God still
But the gift of love
Is the gift all others are made of
Reply To A Soldier's Memorial
Don't speak for the dead you buried
For you they have no more mind to read
Don't say they died out of need
When you know they died for your greed
It wasn't their mouths you tried to feed
You offered no help when the plead
You just sent them off to do your deed
And no looked back to watch them bleed
Distant Lover
Wasting the morning in bed all I can ever do
Is restlessly fantasize about me and you
My thoughts drift to images of you so clear
That I make love to you when you're not even here
But the clarity fades after so many days
Even though the memory and the passion forever stays
And so all that remains is little more than a ghost
Taunting me with the wish I desire most
Poetry Post 256
Safe Harbor
I'm waiting on time to tell me when to say
All the things only time can tell you when you may
But the time just keeps on passing away
And a life of misery for a wrong moment is too high to pay
So in anxious timidity and comatose I lay
With these thoughts on me like an anchor weigh
So excuse my look of dismay
But my heart is docked to the bay
So please where your heart lays let it stay
So that when it's okay
I can find my way
To your heart that very day
Rejected
Alone, rejected by the one I truly adored
My only heart she murdered
I can never love another
You had my heart and I have no other
I should move on but I can't
Your name haunts me like a chant
I can't love you after what you have done
But after you, as far as other girls, there is none
Before You
All my life I've been pushed and shoved
Before you I never knew how it felt to be loved
Before you I was never happy with who I was
I never saw the sun rise like it now does
I now know how to appreciate life
Since you have became my wife
I can see the sun shining bright
I can see things in a brighter light
I'm waiting on time to tell me when to say
All the things only time can tell you when you may
But the time just keeps on passing away
And a life of misery for a wrong moment is too high to pay
So in anxious timidity and comatose I lay
With these thoughts on me like an anchor weigh
So excuse my look of dismay
But my heart is docked to the bay
So please where your heart lays let it stay
So that when it's okay
I can find my way
To your heart that very day
Rejected
Alone, rejected by the one I truly adored
My only heart she murdered
I can never love another
You had my heart and I have no other
I should move on but I can't
Your name haunts me like a chant
I can't love you after what you have done
But after you, as far as other girls, there is none
Before You
All my life I've been pushed and shoved
Before you I never knew how it felt to be loved
Before you I was never happy with who I was
I never saw the sun rise like it now does
I now know how to appreciate life
Since you have became my wife
I can see the sun shining bright
I can see things in a brighter light
Poetry Post 255
Right
How can might make right
You can't find peace when looking for a fight
The power to oppress does not repress man's plight
Right is simply subjective to what historian's write
To which they show everything in their own light
Making issues of the trite
To stir up the uptight
Until war is the only answer in their sight
And hate comes to a new height
Eclipsing love's rays shining bright
Glorifying warfare's gruesome turbulent night
But what's past the mountain of hate is where you'll find the right
As a conscious objector to the caste lots of might
The Rejected One
Sitting alone always being the rejected one
Never allowed to be part of the fun
In solitude with hardly anyone to talk to
And all my friends I have are quite few
Isolated and desperately trying to make a friend
And I fail as I try and try over again
Although I've always survived on my own
I just don't know if I can make it alone
Suicide Wish
I pray for depression to lead me into eternal sleep
There is no validation in the life that I keep
I am not righteous in one man's view or another
I have not saved nor enhanced the life of my brother
I offer nothing and have no reliability
I am only an obstacle and a liability
All I ask is if I'm not what you expect of me
Then just cut me off and let me be
How can might make right
You can't find peace when looking for a fight
The power to oppress does not repress man's plight
Right is simply subjective to what historian's write
To which they show everything in their own light
Making issues of the trite
To stir up the uptight
Until war is the only answer in their sight
And hate comes to a new height
Eclipsing love's rays shining bright
Glorifying warfare's gruesome turbulent night
But what's past the mountain of hate is where you'll find the right
As a conscious objector to the caste lots of might
The Rejected One
Sitting alone always being the rejected one
Never allowed to be part of the fun
In solitude with hardly anyone to talk to
And all my friends I have are quite few
Isolated and desperately trying to make a friend
And I fail as I try and try over again
Although I've always survived on my own
I just don't know if I can make it alone
Suicide Wish
I pray for depression to lead me into eternal sleep
There is no validation in the life that I keep
I am not righteous in one man's view or another
I have not saved nor enhanced the life of my brother
I offer nothing and have no reliability
I am only an obstacle and a liability
All I ask is if I'm not what you expect of me
Then just cut me off and let me be
Poetry Post 254
Reluctant Virgin
Lonely in your presence
My thoughts scurry as my muscles tense
There's not much I can do
I'm infatuated with you
It's not some innocent trusting romance
It's a craving lustful trance
I just want to harmonize the music we'll make
Make you feel it was worth the take
It's not about deserve, need or right
But getting what I desire tonight
But you don't have to worry about what I'm going to do
I don't have the egotism to take it out on you
People Who Cry
As I sit alone I wonder why
There's no emotion in people except for those who cry
And why the people who cry have to sit idly by
Being pushed aside by the heartless until the day they die
Why must our emotions be repressed
Why should the others make us feel depressed
Why must we feel like we are less
Why must we only feel sadness
Prisoner Of Social Law
Trapped as if I had been jailed for the most vulgar crime
Trapped in my cell till the end of time
I am in prison for the treason of social law
I am by far too different than what any ever saw
Now my life has become a subject of taboo
Just for being someone completely new
And to a world of clones that is the worst crime
So my life is in solitaire doing time
Lonely in your presence
My thoughts scurry as my muscles tense
There's not much I can do
I'm infatuated with you
It's not some innocent trusting romance
It's a craving lustful trance
I just want to harmonize the music we'll make
Make you feel it was worth the take
It's not about deserve, need or right
But getting what I desire tonight
But you don't have to worry about what I'm going to do
I don't have the egotism to take it out on you
People Who Cry
As I sit alone I wonder why
There's no emotion in people except for those who cry
And why the people who cry have to sit idly by
Being pushed aside by the heartless until the day they die
Why must our emotions be repressed
Why should the others make us feel depressed
Why must we feel like we are less
Why must we only feel sadness
Prisoner Of Social Law
Trapped as if I had been jailed for the most vulgar crime
Trapped in my cell till the end of time
I am in prison for the treason of social law
I am by far too different than what any ever saw
Now my life has become a subject of taboo
Just for being someone completely new
And to a world of clones that is the worst crime
So my life is in solitaire doing time
Poetry Post 253
To Leonard From Penny (A Big Bang Theory season 2 finale tribute)
My calm demeanor is a tool to deceive
So you don't know I cry inside when you leave
I can risk my heart but not our friendship
And lovers can wound on the slightest slip
The scar of a true lover is deeper than a knife
Never to let go of the scar for the rest of your life
So for the sake of keeping our love until the end
I can never manifest it as more than a friend
Dream Lover
You are the only lover I can keep
But I can only see you in my sleep
Still no other love of mine ever gets this deep
When I think of what I could lose it makes me weep
Awake I'm aware of how futile it all seems
But hope and promises can still live in my dreams
There I can feel as I want to feel
And live in heart forever for real
Environmental Nature Of Self
You can look at my DNA
But you won't find anything that way
The environment determines the shell I wear
With indifference I blend in by learning not to care
And that's the social shell I put on
Until the hostile environment is gone
My calm demeanor is a tool to deceive
So you don't know I cry inside when you leave
I can risk my heart but not our friendship
And lovers can wound on the slightest slip
The scar of a true lover is deeper than a knife
Never to let go of the scar for the rest of your life
So for the sake of keeping our love until the end
I can never manifest it as more than a friend
Dream Lover
You are the only lover I can keep
But I can only see you in my sleep
Still no other love of mine ever gets this deep
When I think of what I could lose it makes me weep
Awake I'm aware of how futile it all seems
But hope and promises can still live in my dreams
There I can feel as I want to feel
And live in heart forever for real
Environmental Nature Of Self
You can look at my DNA
But you won't find anything that way
The environment determines the shell I wear
With indifference I blend in by learning not to care
And that's the social shell I put on
Until the hostile environment is gone
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