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Sunday, January 7, 2018

SILENCED BY TRUTH










Silenced By Truth



Oh, how they howl
These belligerent dogs
That guard the sheep
That sleep in numbness, dumbness
Catatonic trances 
Of uninformed conformity.

They say they're there
For protection of the innocent
But that's not true
We know, me and you
That they are wardens
Of an invisible prison.

Skies are hardly anymore blue
But gray smudged canvases
Filled with long white trails
Toxic paints from big white brushes
Tic tac toe boards
That nobody sees.

A thousand sightings
Of a thousand ships
Besmerched by lies
From a thousand lips
But the truth is out there
Behind the clouds of misdirection.

Hiding the real 
In front of the masses
Who choose unreality shows
Instead of the news
They play us for fools
And use us for tools.

But the lights are on
In some of our eyes
And we burn with the sharing
Of truth and escaping
From the love of the Brother
Who is not our friend.

This world is not
What it seems
Don't you know that?
Drugged into submission
Is not even living, it's not even death
We have become slaves to the enemy of God.

We are beings
Made to live free
Breathe free, run free, die free
Unshackle yourselves and run now with me
The guard dogs will howl but don't be afraid
They will run when confronted and be silenced by truth.










©by Voo
Nov 12, 07
midnight






WAITING FOR WATER









Waiting For Water



In between the raindrops
And the sun,
Every now and then,
We find the thing
Our souls cry out for,
Our bellies crave,
Our hearts need,
And our heads want.

It isn't often, mostly, rare
And hardly ever found
When we most need it,
Or crave it
Or want it
It's usually on a far-away hill
Hidden in shadow
Or smoke from the burning of dreams.

Life
Is a puzzle piece
Lying
In a box full of death
Waiting to be pieced together,
To be made sense of,
And solved
Like a mystery,
When the picture comes clear.

Love, we suppose,
Should be a right
And not a gift
Should be waiting for us
At the dawn of the day
And the fall of the night,
But very seldom is,
Very seldom,
Even shows it's face.

It runs from us
Because it's afraid
Of what we'll do to it
Once we catch it
And so it runs,
And keeps it's distance
Outside of our hearts
And our hard clenching hands.

We are bellies
Begging to be fed,
Minds,
Wanting to be filled,
Souls,
Crying to find peace
And our hearts are cages
Where no bird sings.

But every now and then,
In between the raindrops
And the sun,
Though we may not know it's name,
Or recognize it's face,
Or understand it's touch,
(For we are humans, after all
And do not know what we do not know
Till it has passed.)


We find the thing
That gives life meaning
When clarity comes
Like a cup full of hope
Drawn from the wells of our darkest despair
And all of us, from the least to the greatest,
Before dying is over and all dreams gone to dust,
We will come to that well
And stand peering deep down
Sometimes, a mirage, and sometimes, for real
Waiting for water
In the desert of love.



©by Voo
Aug 15, 09
9:49 p.m.

WHERE COULD I GO?







Where Could I Go?


Without you in my dream-filled arms
Down where the hopeful meet
I'd never know what love looks like
Or how it tastes so sweet.

Without you running down that road
In misty morning air
I'd never see the sun light rise
Like halos in your hair.

I'd never hear the song bird's song
And the joy that shines in eyes
I'd never know the ring of truth
That separates the lies.

I could not know the touch of bliss
That visits at that gate
Could only long for a tender kiss
To come and change my fate.

But there you are, and there you stand
With arms out-stretched to me
And there I run in breathless haste
To where you'll always be.

In dreams, as perfect as a rose
In sleep, where dreams come true
In midnight lands where dreamers flee,
I flee, and search for you.

For in this world, you do not dwell
On east or western shore
Your spirit passed this way but once
And caught my eyes no more.

Yet every night I hear your call
Your voice so low and deep
You say my name and I awake
There in the realm of sleep.

And hand in hand, we run and run
From daybreak's heartless sorrow
To find the night that has no end
That always comes tomorrow.

Where could I go but to my dreams?
No love waits at the dawn
My life's a lonely, loveless thing
Since you've grown wings and flown.

Where could I go? Where could I find
The love I miss so much
There in the green fields of the heart
Mere deserts, without your touch?

Perhaps one day I will come to you
Though I don't know if that will be
Till then, I'll run through these days to night
When you can come to me.



©By Voo
June 13, 09
11:21 p.m.