THE OTHER SIDE OF THE COIN

Little Sasha tamed, caged up in her closet, with fear as her closest friend,
Angry,Upset and Her worst Nightmare, Her Mother not always at Home,
Birthday Cake for Her Father Everyday, Knock a Little Heavy of One too many Bottles,
"Is it the Pipe or the Syringe, the Spoon that got Him Spooky..?"
Descendants of the Devil, Roots of Thought for Every Evil...,
Situations Erreupt as Her Soul collapse.." Lord do You Think About Moi",
Temptations to Hang Up Everything on Her Life....,
Education was Such a Faint Picture,Blue in Her Eyes and Dark in Her Mind,
White Collar Jobs to get the Green Paper and green Food was the Only Tool..,
As Feet Always on the Move, Like a Crook step up your Game....,
Twelve  O' Clock on the Hood Blocks, Hear Shots....Silence Cries..,
Sasha at Large Caught Up By A Stray, Like a Soldier feebly Crawling on the Ground,
While The Bible preaching Peace, "Take Care for One another..",
"N"..trigger Happy Literary Taking Care off One another...,
Social Evils in the Society, No Snitching, No One to Blame in the End...,
Without Prayer your Faith is Like morning Dew, Which comes and goes with the Rising Sun.

Our Divine World.

Fairy Fantacy of a Dark twisted Anarchy, Gifts of Impunity & Corruption Harnessed through Cognitive Treason,

The Elite Wisely wicked, Lead into a Futuristic Reaping Career of Theft & Greed for Power,

Stumbling Blocks Falling Insights of Infinite Roads with no Signs..<<<<<?>>>>>

On the Left Personal Interests, Right Political Assets showered with Accolades,

A Solved Equation of Discrepancy on Road Map to Success..Sigh!

The Less Fortunate Dreams of a chosen few, Reveals the Macabre in our Society,

No Food, Shelter and a Place to Lay, Inversely transversed  to the Economy,

Churches Leading the Markets as Financial Institutions with No Interests,

Government Enrolled as a Cast to Merry-go-round, Flashing Lights the Awaited Programme,

Past Due date, Ironically granted Incentives of High Imposed Taxes to the Masses,

Guaranteed as a Mandate, excluded are the Chosen few,

Exempted from Taxes with Merits of Fratt Salaries & Luxurious compensations.

The Dark Broken Pot.

Morning greeted by Cold as the Sweeft breeze Sung its Tunes, Early morning Due with Birds catching Worm making Melodies as Mother Nature awakes. The warm Night gradually shifting courses into Day light while either of them has ever understood it as the Sky smiles back at Me. Sun Rise tracing shapes of Mountains and Valleys marking the Beginning of a Successful New Day.

The Amicably waiting cheerful Villians gathered with Love, Passsioned by Faith enormously brought out of a capsizing Dream into a Realistic bottom less pit Fire, for their Own Fear to Procure Justice into Their Own World.

The Underworld Darkened Souls of the Cup Bearers, taking Wine and Performing Miracles of Great Fortunes , Casting Stones and Living thorns of Warfare to Their Solved Equations.Qtn. I Wonder Whose Fair?...Ans...The Mirror! Self Claimed.

The 48 Laws of Power

The 48 Laws of Power

Rainy days mankind propelled by blessings GOD made,
To life a just employer on every mans penny,
Driven by wheels of creativity to engage a pulsating impulse upon his dreams,
Pleading life on a fertile ground, as a farmers speck of weeds on a wooden eye,
Atmospheric to a predicament bargaining of his future barns,
Darkness bribed judgement to the integrity of faith upon jury at stance,
Fear roaming unconsciously as crime against humanity to strive,
With only the precious seed  planted subconsciously conceiving,
Exploring desired atoms streaming across a planet brain favored only with human life,
Like soothing saxos, trombones and trumpets conversing on a Bossa Nova groove,
Strolling to a Gothic tune along neuropathways as Intelligence poising on stage,
Applauding as the sound gradually growls to its perfect crowned master,
Sun rising repeatetively while darkness sets gradually, concurrently is never understood,
Agape as Wisdom symbiotically  married to his wife Faith on a life journeys destination.