shun
written by omegadrax
08:16 AM 5/26/04
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in my preparation
to take my vacation,
i was waylaid at the train station
by an extremely large congregation
surrounding a man giving an oration.
he mentioned an irritation
of the coming radiation
and he invoked the space/time relation.
i disagreed with his speculation
and asked for elucidation,
but he ignored me like a minor inflammation.
i pushed my way forward in anger and frustration.
i pushed my way forward in righteous desperation.
i pushed my way to unleash a verbal conflagration.
he saw me coming and claimed a limitation
on his respiration
and from the congregation
he made his separation. |
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black angel, white God
written by omegadrax
07:02 PM 5/27/04
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is my life a summer's day
with winter on the way?
am i wise to cautiously wait
or fierce to search out my fate?
should grab life and make my demand
or bow to those strong with command?
if i rest and bask in beautiful paradise
will the mighty look upon me and despise?
the lord is my master releasing me from want
but, yet man's creation created to taunt.
to see the rod and staff should comfort me,
but the scars are still there, though hard to see.
and yet, by heaven, his love i do need.
he gave me this life on which i feed.
he gave me the task of being where i have to be
and gave me structure, beauty, and symmetry.
i fear my death in being black and bold.
forgive me, it is not desirable to be so cold.
and despite God, i shall fear more after death,
for if i dwell with my lord upon my dying breath,
who will i be when he gives me the nod?
a black angel standing before a white God
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forest leaves
written by omegadrax
12:15 AM 2/5/05
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the token bird of the
written word, dancing a
dance with the silly
bunnies all through the
forest leaves.
the active mind in the
chosen time, learning a
rhyme to which crazy
people run through the
forest leaves.
the unseen heart like the
striking dart, arcing a
path for all to see
leaving a trail of
forest leaves. |
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answers
written by omegadrax
12:15 AM 2/5/05
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listen to the radio
the answers are there.
the light blinds
through an open window.
the answers are there.
the ticking of a clock,
marking time to the
ending of my life.
the answers are there.
the motions of the people,
on the street,
the hard, cold street.
the cars pass overhead.
the answers are there.
inside my mind,
ideas, words, mix and meld.
inside my soul,
good, evil, combine and distort.
inside my body,
the question bursts through
my flesh. |
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belief
written by omegadrax
12:16 AM 2/5/05
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outracing time,
outdistancing space.
give respect to the
power
that allows you to
exist.
giving power to God,
tempting temptation.
plant firm my beliefs and
grow strong
in his
wisdom.
to drown the seas
and bury the ground
all is possible
cast out
your doubts
and believe. |
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mercury
written by omegadrax
12:17 AM 2/5/05
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like quicksilver,
like molten lava,
like a man on
fire,
moving,
the pure essence of
moving.
getting to where
you are
going
without taking
a step.
oh, mighty messenger
what message
do you
bring? |
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two birds
written by omegadrax
12:17 AM 2/5/05
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two birds,
flying high in the early morning sky.
the sun has yet to make its presence known.
music seeps from an open window.
two birds,
two specks on white clouds.
standing at the window
contact is made with a pedestrian on the street.
two birds,
gone forever.
one bird,
stretches his wings and flies
to dawn. |
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blue lines
written by omegadrax
12:18 AM 2/5/05
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blue lines, going across, going nowhere,
starting in a circle and ending with the present.
two dimensions for your pleasure.
one follows the blue lines.
the other guides them.
the third dimension is the red line
with no start and no finish,
connecting our blue lines.
i follow the blue lines with my knowledge.
i guide them with my structure.
with these, i give to you the fourth dimension.
please, enjoy the time. |
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mojo
written by omegadrax
12:19 AM 2/5/05
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a hot cup of mojo
is just what i need.
a side dish of magic
on which i feed.
a hot cup of mojo
served piping hot.
hot enough to change my luck.
put more voodoo in my pot.
a hot cup of mojo
hits me like a black flame.
enough mystical energy
to put me back in the game. |
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changeling
written by omegadrax
12:20 AM 2/5/05
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shape
i shrug off my current form
like a
neverending
flowing river
constantly
moving forward never seeing
the same
scenery twice
skin color changing
driving to colors undreamt of
me
a moving changing shape
moving in an
insane
world |
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