Sunday, April 17, 2011

I am a cartoon..on the soul of innocence

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These are children of the temple they live in the temple they are heats of the temple they are god they are godliness they are wary of me scared I look different ... yes i do...he made me different



god made me the way he
made me i have nothing
to say in my defense
i am wisdom he gently
placed unevenly
on the soul of nonsense
he endowed me with
vision he placed the third
eye of shiva in my
camera lens to
poetize humanity
the soul of substance
he made some parts
of my reality dense
he made me stupid
foolish dumb but
he made me human
in one sentence
words words words
words within words
like crawling little snakes
he placed in the cauldron
of my burning head
to recompense
he made me sensitive
to suffering pain morbidity
passionate and intense
he made me sincere
without pretense
he showed me a path
winding to her house
before my journey
could commence
but on the other
hand he made
her a bit like me
to protect her from
my poetic overtures
around her heart
he gently placed
an indomitable
armored fence
a love that has
no beginning
no stop over no end
my past her future
in a poem in a few
words of humility
i have tried to condense
whatever has to be will be
a thought scary and immense

i hope she accepts the verdict of fate in the roadside market it sells only for six pence

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