The beloved of tough existence
The messages are misconstrued. Sit and listen cause listening is true description of love. Place your ears together. What do they form?
Ha! this a magnificent creation that you gave a way to the hell’s hounds. I am the key to the balance of wellness and chaos. Always dreamed of creating your utopia. You had a dream of Noah placing life on a plate of grass. Raising chickens, horses, and chicken. Creating life by planting trees and making your rich soils provide nutrients and mineral from fruit vegetables and herbs.
I do this to express the emotions you numbed. Told me time after time with words of death you loved me. Created a shadow that stood over me as a kid. Hunting the gifted to consume their light. Your words didn't hold weight the I love you’d, the moments we would pray. Your verbs the vibration that you transgressed didn't reflect.
Still i'll turn the sun upside down and allow the wine turn into blood. All for you ill dry the waters and watch the green grass burn and set loose hurricanes and tornados. You love me in your way we aren't perfect. Your beliefs are your beliefs just don't force them on me. A wonderful and loving womb man you are. The negative to my positive. We grew up together i watched you glow from a girl into a strong woman.
Working multiple jobs to provide for the family. You expressed that you couldn't raise me and 2 girls. That was the most healing thing on this earth to me. Your truth gave me peace. Such as, the time you spoke on your purpose of working two jobs and never being home.
That's my reasoning to grow myself into an impenetrable force of love and peace. Too, allow you to live your dreams. I am the creator of reality because i have stories of pain from watching families go without. Children commit harmful actions to themselves and blame the environment they live in. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for being my motivation.
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The Grandchild of Love
Granny granny : by Tony Peek-a-boo peek-a-boo granny I miss you remember those staples in your head watching tales of the crypt you made us it the gristle off the bones of chicken. You were the glue the Puddy that held us together. Getting chase by blacky our dog around house while you sate in your chair eating your sardines they was always stinky to me. Your love was genuine it was pure. Didn’t play about your grand children why I always held you dear first tat ever made sure your name was there black bold just like you. Wish you could’ve seen the off springs you and my pops. Keep walking on my porch I see everything at night. Purple crows falling I see all it’s a calling my pain tells the story of my scares my scares tell whom I was they tell who I am the healing was remarkable head set on fire protected by the love of those that prayed for me protected by those whom gave birth to the tree. Watch what you do watch what you say it one other boy she loved and one girl that’s the heart of the family. We answer to her she says it goes he says he knows they know I’ll be coming my family my family I’ll hunt you like those night mares I called dreams I cry not because of fear I cry because feelings are new to me. So I see it as a blessing felt like the scare crow in the crops I listened to the birds whisper lies after lies you tell on your self I am a poet and philosopher this is the meaning calculus plus trigonometry Distance times by the angle times the seconds of instant change brand new light kicked in a angle gears jammed you plotted it at the beginning I see just like I feel take my shoes off and plant the heels of my bare feet in the grass high or low no snake can get past me. Granny granny thank you you prayed countless night told me time after time tony find you a wife leave this one alone leave that one alone you to good for them straight to their faces it was hell but it was grace see. Betty jo you cussed me out but you smiled when you saw your name right next to wonda why I nicked name my car Fayjobecauses you both took care of me. No woman love could equal the softening feeling that you two gave to me. Granny granny the consequences y’all know are pure you both saw my heart before I. Neither charger my intentions to my heart you both saw how they did me wrong just like you both saw the pain it cause to allow myself to forgive.
By Tony randle2 years ago in Poets
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