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Archive for the category “child’s play”

Walk and Roll

As a child

It’s like

rolling down a hill

quite literally

we climb to the top

look at our surroundings

lay down

to start the roll

all the while

laughing

and not caring

how fast we go

until we reach

the bottom

as we stop

our momentum

only to laugh

hysterically.

As an adult

it’s like climbing

the stairs

to only get to the top

to have someone

hitching a ride

so we get sick

to the stomach

and climb back down

the stairs

until the sickness is gone

I wouldn’t drag

a sickness

up the hill

or the stairs

along with me.

as I reached the top

the sickness ensued

I knew I had to

go back down

to throw up

the sickness

because it wasn’t mine

only put upon

me

by prying eyes

jealous voices

bombardment

addicts to the core.

addicted to sabotage

because they

couldn’t climb

the stairs

or roll down the hill

themselves.

We’d roll down the hills

to feel alive

because we didn’t feel ourselves

but we’d climb the stairs

to meet death

and ourselves.

(copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

Stolen but not Forgotten

The enemy

did try to steal

from my memories

to pass off

as their own.

The enemy

did try to steal

my mind

my beautiful

photographic memory.

The enemy

did try to steal

my thoughts

to take them away

for good.

The enemy

did try to steal

my soul

but they were weaker

The enemy

did try to steal

my spirit

then the enemy

disappeared.

the enemy tried

night after night

to take what isn’t theirs

to pass it off as their own

it’s evil at it’s core

false prophets

false gods

false me’s

galore!

Tried, they did

so they died

ceased to exist.

But my

memories

mind

thoughts

soul

spirit

all found a home

in me,

the original source

of innocence.

(Copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

Restore

Prophecy you misinterpreted

prophecy of fear

you projected to the world.

Prophecy foretold

no fear involved

it makes me feel old.

Why do they want

their doom and gloom

and to whom?

it’s like they’d

rather see destruction

than creation.

I thought we could restore

not destroy to create

we aren’t fulfilling

your prophecy

only ours.

 

Where there is

no destruction

only creation.

A true prophet

warns

tried to prevent

the bad things

from happening.

It’s like they

made it worse on themselves

when all was coming.

To make the whole

because what they’ve been doing

all along

wasn’t right at all.

So we’re sharing the time

something of mine

was stolen

and used for their agenda.

We’re sharing the time

because

you can make it right.

10 years of my life

amounted up to two days.

29 years of my life

amounted up to three months.

Nothing is wasted

or pointless

it’ll come to you

if you make the right decisions.

It’s never too late

to restore your fate.

I believe the world

will come together

under God.

Though I’m just a voice

I still made the choice

to be a vessel

of grace

a child of God

and a friend to all.

Though just a voice

I’ve reached out to all.

Clearing up

the misunderstandings

of the past and present.

Not the future too.

Foretold, maybe

I’d rather not know

just show.

 

It’s the feeling

everything’s going to be okay.

It’s the knowing of the truth

without the expression

It’s settles you down

doesn’t make you panic.

Prophecy is

as needed

straight to the point

honest

short and sweet

it’s transparent

at its core

It has no opposition

by the end

because it’s just the beginning.

(Copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

 

 

 

 

 

Storm

Sleeping through the rain

as if it’s just another day

watching a storm roll in

leads me to my bed

instead.

Thunder that only I

could recognize the meaning

the message

you didn’t heed

as I laughed

because I understood

before they didn’t listen.

Rain that would trickle down

as if it was interrupted

from crying

letting the tears flow

as they thanked me

for spirit.

I heard the waters

rush around me

as if I survived

the flood before.

A tree branch fallen

close by

hail that felt like missiles

but I got lightening bugs
 
instead,

all a part of

the perfect storm.

I just want to lay down

and wait for tomorrow.

I trust the storm

as I am the eye

and the calm

to comfort us all.

I heard them

try to control the storm.

I heard the trumpet

sound off

As I held on tight

worried for humanity

as the trumpet softened

at times

I don’t want to know

what happens.

at times I just

duck and cover

marched to the beat

of God’s drum

all along

I played it on a gong

marched like a soldier

into his army.

to prevent the enemy

from taking my body.

all the while

staying in the dark

swaying from the fight

like being pushed around.

except they didn’t know

who they were intruding on

or the consequences of doing so.

You don’t mess with

another person’s happiness

or their fate.

So where were my comrades?

all around

flares I’d hear,

tapping of a

carpenter’s hammer,

taps on the trumpet,
row your boat ashore,

rocket launches,

trains who whistle,

footsteps on the roof,

flashes of light,

my bedside at night,

the animal kingdom,

birds in swarms

or singled out

wind and tree spirits

all spirits

everywhere.

you know,

the ones who

never have to pry

on my mind.

invisible war

but we are the so much more.

You don’t even want to know

what we can do from the ashes.

(Copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

I’ve Learned; Fallen Angel

I woke up

was thrown to the ground

as I clutched my stomach

as if something came into it

it felt like a beam of a spirit

someone else inside me.

Then I walked down the stairs

into another room

where I was alone

I began to feel

all the sadness in the world

and held it in my heart

where I fell to the floor

and broke down and cried

a cry I have never heard before

echoed through my ears

while I cried out

“there’s so much pain here”

as if I was transported

back to earth

from some magical place

where there was no pain or suffering

and the sadness went away

there I learned

there is a place like that

beyond what we see

beyond what we do to each other.

I released it all that day

and as I walked in your room

you asked if I felt better

and I can honestly say

I did.

I was courageous

to take on all that pain

to really feel it in my body

and release it to another world

to be held

where it belonged.

We aren’t meant to carry these burdens

or hold the weight of the world

we are meant to hand it over.

When we breakdown

we forget it’s not our place

but I knew that already

and surrendered it all

to you.

I never felt anything close to it

that’s a fallen angel for you

coming in

to take all the pain of the world

my world

and theirs too.

While it was inside me

I felt a jolt in the pit of my stomach

and after I cried

it was gone

just like that.

So I know I didn’t break

not that easily

something else was there for me

something you can’t see.

But just because you can’t see it

doesn’t mean I didn’t feel it

doesn’t make it

any less real.

Because what we feel is real.

 

(copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

I’ve Learned; Brain

I feel like my brain

has adapted for survival

like I was brain dead

but brought back to life.

Like an electrical shock

that ran through my mind

to only be revived

because it wasn’t my time.

All my life I’ve fought

for my survival

always clawing my way through

to the other side

because I knew it was there.

The light was bright the first time

taking me with it

while the dark and the light

raged war in my intellect.

No one lost and no one won

we all just forgave each other

as family does.

The second time the light came

I did not succumb

I did not accept my fate

as it was too late

now I wait.

A metaphor for my life

God fighting for my soul

while Lucifer began to like me

as they fought over me.

But I like them both.

It’s because of them

that I live again.

And love can save your soul.

 

(copyright Kerrious 2016 with all rights reserved).

 

alongside you’d go
traveling onward
with me
keeping pace
but you had no face
with swift movements
it was erased,
like a cartoon
not quite real
but could be,
the whole way
beside me
on this road
traveling onward
along beside me
you made it look
so easy
keeping pace
beside me,
always sure
as you’d turn to smile
while I’d just look onward
in awe,
along beside you.

(Copyright Kerrious 2014 with all rights reserved).

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