Contemplation

Contemplation

To think brings you the brink of divinity

Casts away clouds and the idiocy of stupidity

But it’s a choice to arouse that inner voice

There’s no reversing that terse noise

The pathway ahead is lit by an abyss

For nothing is known until the fuse is lit

Only seen is the step taken, for thinking is a risk

The alternative though is being buffeted to and fro

So where d’ya wanna go when the apple from Eden you’ve bit?

Now you’re alive and emotions will want your drive

You’ll start aching and you’ll want clit

There’ll never be rest from your mind-emotion pit

Is this existence in limbo on the way to purgatory?

Reality to challenge you is obligatory

Baptism of fire teaches consequence

Your soul now demands your attention for proper existence

Find The Way

Find The Way

Convention is that comfortable fit not to think

Tradition makes for that obedient servant link

Cultural sedition is that crime of splitting smug security

Questioning dead authority is to raise reactionary “recidivisity”

So find the way to flaunt which avoids irascibility

You know honey brings kisses while vinegar a cats squeezed acidity

Call it contrarian and be celebrated like a valedictorian

But beware the sudden turn pitfall which’d rename you Emperor Florian

Timing is always the key which’s a required sensibility

Factor vectors and moving averages which reduce vulnerability

Quant ideas are always a joy and compose composite calculations

Confidence in those emotionless numbers solidifies sound solutions

Happy is the swing that has no sting

Sadness the miscalculation of trying to figure how long the string

Alertness to changes is the darling of the contrarian quick

Trick is to make it stick and not a stick

Heavy

Heavy

Missed the danger, discovered the stranger

Evil threat underground, night brought the game changer

Force a smile while our sons burn

Shadow of evil starkly seen as the missiles turn

Same well trodden path of hatred for the Chosen

Victims no longer, fist of power defending by the dozen

Sad world hates our Warriors, prefers Dickens’ contempt

Too bad their guilt was just show, true colors ooze from that tent

Do not relent, cannot relent, the precipice at our feet

Knife of betrayal at Israel’s back, guard the children fast asleep

Sirens wail out, cold sickening chill from reality’s fist

Awake in a flash, did not miss the crash despite sleep’s mist

Seek out the savages that seek to peak a Final Solution

Heirs of 88, death their desire if victory fails in this inhuman revolution

Grinding destruction of these demonic descendents of Agag

Gather King Saul to defeat this enemy once again

Heavnell

Heavnell

Taught to believe then confused

Faith then reason. mind abused

Conflicting emotions are the trashing kind

Believe what I say, dismiss your mind

Fear is the hammer, your mind feels the blow

Obedience the morality, societal freak show

Layers of belief instruct irrational relief

Scapegoat of this mirage is reason’s leaf

Actions of Nature demand rational conclusion

Universal comfort in believing an illusion

Hypocrisy the key that open’s heaven’s door

For living demands reason be obeyed without flaw

Hell endured on Earth by starving souls, such a fail

Children dead, dying, tortured, seeking Help, to no avail

Righteous anger of How DARE You!

Weak, frightened adults, self-esteem lying in a stinking bayou

Heartache Lane

Heartache Lane

When your heart drags on the floor

There’s no existential meaning anymore

Emotions of sorrow is the pain

You walk down evils’ Heartache Lane

Sadness has that suffocating grip

Looking and pushing your soul to make you trip

Faith destroyed following silence from prayer

Inanimate infinity, reality’s punch and slayer

Questions in your mind that hurt and grind

Answers deep down, the failure of your mind

Separated at birth from humanity’s line

Accident of nature or, by fiendish deliberate design?

Don’t dry those chronic tears invisible to most

They’re the signal sadness’s undertaker roasts

Until that day of love’s redemption

Carry them with gentleness until the kiss of resurrection

Finding Beauty

Finding Beauty

How wonderful to appreciate beauty comprehensively

Across the spectrum of existence, human, animal or inanimately

But with appreciation comes frustration

From a desire to touch or own

Finding beauty resonates thru’

It can make for happiness, embarrassment or guilt too

But suppression will bring depression

So liberate yourself and break taboos

Who decides what’s good or bad for you?

Make your mind the one that builds you true

A holiday in your mind allows emotions of the liberating kind

Liberation day is when your thoughts stray and you find

Discover perhaps emotions and desires hidden and considered perverse

Flush of red is the guilt that flees as a new dimension you traverse

In the morning you’ll walk anew with freedom breathing thru’

Commitment to never again allow fear to control what you do

Noor

Noor

Pacifist, poet, writer and musician Noor went to war

Moral courage her core and bravery her quiet roar

Noor’s weapon was her radio transmitter as “Madeleine”

Her task the most dangerous in all of occupied Charlemagne

Born in Moscow of Indian heritage, raised French, waged war as a Brit

Warrior for freedom she trained to save with determination and grit

World War Two her theater far removed from the theatrical

Noor was a candle undermined by the wind of betrayal

Left as the only one, NAZI evil focused on her trail

She refused to escape home for that’d be a final surrender fail

One step ahead of the enemy, a traitor was her nail

Taken, tortured and left in chains for months in the GESTAPO jail

But never broken, not a word told, this little princess denied evil

Twice captured after escape, Noor was sent to Dachau death camp to kneel

Brutally beaten then a bullet through her head, her last word was LIBERTE!

We are free because a brave woman like her refused to be evil’s knave

Always Be Good To You

Always Be Good To You

Seize the day the Marines say

Find that courage even in dismay

Sublime human nature carries that power

It’s the other side of your self-contained higher

Moral courage towards oneself is the treasure

Secretly sought by all to fulfill aching desire

Though the tears come from frustration weighing a ton

Dive deep and touch your bedrock, your shining sun

No matter what others say, your mind is the save

They’ll talk at you and deride because they’re the weak knaves

Grudging silent respect will be slammed into their heads

But you’ll walk alone and their silence will be their regrets

Choices will be your adventures with pain and fear life’s cess

No love there to comfort when you see the abyss

Create that resilient room you can enter that saves your doom

It’s all within so release your power of inspiration to light your moon

Headstand

Headstand

Night is that Bright delight

For I prefer the moon to the sun

My soul rises as the sun sighs

I feel the moon kiss and the stars caress

Stare at the moon and remember the ’69 step

Comprehend the light that makes nights adept

For the sun is not romantic but workaholic

Nights trigger love, loneliness and the alcoholic

Extremes of emotions that feels life

Fight the tired foe that seeks to lay you low

In the darkness the greater mind reigns

No place to hide as the frightened run inside

Serenade the night with the chic color black

Drink its nectar, coffee black

Music loud, heavy metallic, naturally color black

My Identity of music and poetry, devils horns, I’m Black!

Hatred’s Legionnaires

Hatred’s Legionnaires

Haman rides again as emperor of Hades

Hussein his middle name with deception shades

Hadrian cheers from the bleaches of hell’s fire

Hitler screaming from the pain of fire his hateful desire

Luther the codifier writing in blood, hatred’s liar

Torquemada presides in the rapture of death’s inquisitor

Eichmann the actor screaming, tortured in agony from the pain of millions

Pacelli’s controversy no help to the Citadel’s legacy, greedy minions

Amin the Abettor urging the more dead the better, murderous mufti

Khomeini the reviver seeking apocalypse as a Twelver, nuclear insanity

Yassir the survivor with a penchant for child killers his proclivity

Hatred’s legionnaires united in their animosity

Jacob’s children bloodied but not bowed and fighting that crowd

Always having to guard their backs from flimsy friends’ frowns

Knuckle-hardened determination steeped and forged in Zionist affirmation

Defeat of hatred’s legionnaires the core principle of living in Liberty’s garden

Hate Fight

Hate Fight

Religion raises its ugly head, the acceptable Death’s Head

Other irrational mindset’s smile as they love to tread

But don’t be smug or get snug in that bed

Your evil destructive bent is equally radioactive lead

Smell the iron and see the red

It screams and cries in chains as it dries, its name is blood

Acceptable face is that of Kant, where duty is supreme and you’re mud

Self immolation and the sword that murders is the same stud

For it touches sexual masochism, celebrated as egoism

Don’t condemn me for being reason’s sword of individualism

Powerful enemies ranged against freedom

With the right hand they kiss and the left they bludgeon

Better you suffer for your soul or the greater good they cry

Hiding behind their concubines in luxury in their sty

Raise your own mind and dismiss all they shout

Your life is your own and your morality is reason’s clout

Happiness Taunt

Happiness Taunt

That time of happy when life has turned

But you’re the fool because ‘twas a momentary burn

Bright and strong and you thought at long last

Wednesday’s child had become Friday’s caste

Even then you hoped but knew you weren’t chosen

For the barrier was felt as the kiss was frozen

You’re naïve but innocent in Lady Justice’ eyes

She sees nothing but understands cries

You feel outside and saddened pain is in your sigh

You belonged, not quite, but for a while you were high

Heady to be part of what you always see

Raised your levels until you were happy in a warm sea

And then the promises of sunshine during dusk and night

So ridiculous upon reflection, but you believed in light

Alas, your thirst and hunger had been so extreme

That Aphrodite could not resist a happiness taunt obscene

Happiness Far Above

Happiness Far Above

My mind is a mess and I stumble and miss

Nobody there to care or give a loving kiss

Silence all around so I must generate sound

Darkness the constant on my ground

Such a heavy world with happiness far above

I cannot lift or reach and can’t fly like a dove

Broken is remembering domesticity so I think I am sinking

I want to run when picturing

Sublime human nature is all we have

Nothing else can save the helpless knave

I am not guiltless when I could have done something

But I learn through and now I too am a knave

Special souls can see and be determined to free

Difficulty is accepting a hand stretched out in glee

Prejudice in society pre-judges and will not see

The weakest embraced me, oh sweet irony

Gulf

Gulf

Look deep into my eyes

Listen to my cries

You see my open soul

Clear water in my pool

For you I long in my desert

Desperate heart so deserted

You embrace engulf enrich

Turn away reject cast aside Bitch

My world destroyed just rubble as you dance

Dragging my shattered soul in a trance

Love desire to hatred such pretence

To smell you merge with you – essence

You leave as my silent scream shatters

I hate you but hate myself in tatters

I cannot run to you as you disappear

Hating humanity to witness this gulf appear

Guitar

Guitar

Riff resonating with my soul it strips

Metallic strings defining my fingertips

Amplified sound illuminates my action

Technique required enforces evolution

Fingers Left stretched to maximum

Lightest touch Right accuracy the premium

Hour’s days months practice my heart beats

Flows through enriches uplifts makes complete

No confusion of identity - metaphysically reality

Music lyrics whip through telling my story effortlessly

My guitar my soul sound saying what I cannot normally

Stay grounded while revealing me philosophically

Unknown is the Fountainhead for this compulsion

Not known is the reason for this passion

Just as love exists as a fire ignited

Embrace accept this existence excited

Guide My Hand

Guide My Hand

When there is no emotion but sad resignation

The fall to infinity is but a short destination

You see the cries of sadness can’t be heard

Anyway, nobody is listening and they think it absurd

Sadness is a waterfall with an abyss right before

Terror is the jump for the afflicted only hear the roar

Guide my hand through and so warm my soul

It will open my eyes, close my ears and I can be whole

I have tears that fall for others that suffer their reality

Each day the walk that presses with immensity

I sleep through the day trying to forget I am a stray

I dream of humanness that includes my say

Addiction of the afflicted is a hand that can’t be kept at bay

There is no answer when dereliction is the only sun ray

My mind is sore, my feelings destroyed

Humanity is gone and left me on a deserted asteroid

Guard

Guard

Happiness defined not frivolity found

Values decided then lived is the profound

Driving your mind to act the physical

Be not fooled by false metaphysical

Look in the mirror to see your face

Eyes staring back show if your soul is defaced

Love your soul your being your Identity

Beware the world weak afraid greedy

Live your values of love the highest expression

Your acts your values your lover shows any truth digression

Be not afraid to shift to change to save your soul for truth

Truth resting only on what can stand alone on earth

Virtues are your strength endure the suffering

Honesty Integrity Justice require no buffering

Do not try to escape the reality of logic

Your rational mind the foundation of life’s magic

Grinds and Grinds

Grinds and Grinds

Each day witness the destruction of my soul

Each day observe the reconstruction until I am whole

Shreds until nothing whole is left

Gather my remnants until all energy is spent

Is this some diabolical game of the gods?

Destroying my mind to watch me re-pod?

How evil is this act to tantalize a man

To push and pull the emotions of my eyes, no plan

Do you watch me from high or am I rationally denied?

Break the straight edge to destroy a lie?

Or is that edge a ledge off of which you die?

Resist despite the tears of loneliness I cry

Regret of no consequence, the metal strings take my pain

I do not understand why I am viewed with disdain

Nothing out there my mind reminds

It is me, by chance constructed so that grinds and grinds

Grad Suite

Grad Suite

The day came and evening with hugs

And this unique soul that brings happiness

How many days of months and years?

Time too quick or too slow with sometimes shed tears

Who is this shining spirit that bewitches and touches?

Happily a sensation of gentle embrace, once around such is

Protect her warmth that reaches beyond

Unrequited love declared, for a poet knows only open bond

Read her well for that mind which moves

Passionate power motivates her political mores

Underestimate and you will look the fool

Resilience with feminine charm and intuition’s pool

Celebrations with pictures and kisses never miss

But one day without that look and it is life’s dismiss

To learn and yearn and be energized by her smile

Worthwhile is to suffer for mile after mile

Grabbing Bastards

Grabbing Bastards

Liberty’s failure result of human nature

Incorrect conclusion this human delusion

Greed the basis of exclusion

Sacrificial men filled with fat infatuation

Hire trusting open faces

Smiling, pretend that there are no fences

Never mind the honest soul, sacrifice angels

See green only, blinded by avarice’s angles

Government alone able to smack their overfed faces

No reason in the rude, arrogant pushy asses

Pay only minimum wage, grab the cream

Must feed their spoilt brats bred to scream

Deny rational interest, near-sighted quest

Undermine the basis of Liberty’s zest

Rising opposition, hear Grabbing Bastards whine

Left alone in their dust, kicked by Liberty’s fine wine

Good So Delicate

Good So Delicate

I miss you when I don’t think of you

My world has no color if you’re not in the morning dew

Words don’t come smoothly for emotions

For emotions are complicated conundrums

Do I think before I talk, do I look before I walk?

I look into the pool of life to see my reflection so clear

Yet all it takes is a speck of dust to vibrate and agitate

So I must take care and nurture the good so delicate

I met your soul that changed my world

Raising happiness so rare I had forgotten that hold

And now that beauty scares me hundredfold

So I must seek forgiveness for overstepping bold

I will protect who is in my soul

Is that not the reason for being humanly whole?

My reason for being is to be human

But I make mistakes that strike me like stakes, for I am a man

Gone

Gone

Greeted the world in the City of Gold

Childhood so sweet was never cold

Up the Brow down the Hill

So trendy friendly sexy a thrill

Virginity gone at an early age

Alluring ladies from the stage

Late night snooker always played

Avoid those who dealt to trade

Nation shifted from blonde

Upheaval meant no bond

Losing the tie no tears from eyes

Fractured dysfunctional blood ties

Look in the mirror facing back

No picture no mirage along the track

Suspended emotions frozen attitude

All that is left are platitudes

Divine Embrace

Divine Embrace

There was a world around before I came round

Building and moving toward the day I made my first sound

I look at those times with wonder and awe

I see the people in pictures and think of what I saw

They’re all older from a babe to a nan

Now mostly gone from time to anon

See how they dress with care and structured certainty

Nothing like today’s mores of carelessness or individuality

Pretty and colorful is still New York City

Roma or Milano my precious tasteful cities of elegant sexuality

Haifa where I live generally so drab afflicted with banality

I think of why these places evolved so, stylistically

Where was I before my birth?

Did I float in space or in front of God’s face?

Is Nature only the universe set in eternal space?

I hope the answer is a divine embrace

God’s Backhander

God’s Backhander

Plaything of the universe, this the curse

Canine-type idiocy, driven by fear perverse

Reality past pretense, like senility

Human mind weak from superficiality

Don’t pray, this universe controlled by electricity

Belief results in obsessive concentricity

Blood of innocents shed, their cries an eternal reject

Dreams of sublime souls, their wishes in the dungeon of neglect

Creationist nightmare this suffering fanfare

For no solution like a kiss at the funfair

Time no healer but a life long stealer

Glued up minds from religion all singing hallelujah

So watch from outside, the agony of the lonely mind

Straightjacket of tears as light touches tease and wind

Fall in love with every touch from solitary desperation

God’s backhander slams as reality reminds of your separation

Goddamned

Goddamned

Drink the gin embrace the din

Do not throw my soul into the bin

Deaden the pain in my soul, so fuck you

Mind brake on in a City of the closed few

Suffer your soul rejected if not from birth

Laugh like a fucking bitch but without mirth

My body in the hell hole of loneliness

Like a fool I try to climb the wall of togetherness

Dominated by religion that prison of the mind

Collectivism by any description is hatred of Mankind

I rage in hate for Mankind that erects a gate

Isolated in the middle of a region filled with hate

Suffer my loneliness, not even rejection to remember

I cursed myself in the name of liberty, in September

I will never give in to the goddamned shackles of belief

Liberty is true regardless of relief