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.