Radomly speaking!

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Radomly speaking!

 Philosophical You! Full of emotion substained by the pain that causes You to appear vain.

I've seen Your true colors so long ago. Hide them as You try with such lip service that is so superfical, that your actions never seem to back You up with Pride. So you end up being the running Man and twisting things up in order to try and stay
hidden from the inner wounded, insecure child in You that You fail honestly to seclude, from the cold World that stole Your innocense.

Invading others space to make a place to hear Yourself speak what You see as the Keys to true contentment. Still walking a tight rope, seeking the right way. Still all the time talking a good talk. While colding dancing in the playground of Evil works as You LIVE that way and still demand "ALL" around respect.

Pity! I do not have. True dissappointment with You, no longer can stay hidden. It's long ago left Me sad to the core of My Soul. Foul play seems to have come My way a many of Days, from the Games You made a choice to Play.

What more is really left to be said? What is it, ticked off from lack of Sugs head.

Don't screw up Amber; "Your quick to say" when the true innocense of essence I so display. Knowing Amber is not My name. Tell Me whose really playing a game.

Have it Your way. Can run circles around Burger King with the way You sell Your Brand of Lip Service. True Tyme Served style. I'm not hating nor appreciating the way I've not stood up for Me in the face of much disgrace.

At the end of the Day I acknowledge all the Favor and Grace that has spare Me and makes Me Proud of Whom I am and still Yet of Whom I've Yet to become.

Lame ways can never tame Me to be anyone's puppet on the string.
No! I do not give in to what You precieve as Me kissing up to the white Man.

Forgive Me readers. As I plead My wonderful pace of Love. Embrace Me as You see. Color is a beautiful thing. All I see is Love from which ever form it appears from.

People of this land if Race is all You see and that consumes Your pace in this World,
then I'm not here to save Face.

I'm of the Human Race. Tick! Tock the time goes on into Round and round one may go in the battlefield of this World.

Courageous! I shall remain to be. Journey's along may path may take Me on one quest to another.

Child like and humble hearted I believe that no matter how near or far I am from You. Or how long our Season may have lastest. Wheather You met Me in Person or felt My Soul from a far.

I shall touch the Hearts of Many. Now that I'm begining to see that this is My mission. I will continue on the way I am flowing.

Understand Me or not. That's okay! Because We are all still here Today.

I set forth with My Script I just produced. Not knowing which way it would go.
Here is where I ending, after taking You here and there. Where I'd start and end not even I know.

Having had the time to free style, I indeed needed. Glad I didn't stop it. For refreshed and a bit elated I so feel. Because this Me time I had, was long over due. It allowed Me to unwind, even if it was just for a few minutes.

From left field to right I went. So be it! That's just the way I drifted with this.

Peace and Joy be unto Your Souls as well, if not. Then I've been sent to do My part and I shall let this force now be.

For this MOMENT! I'm set free.

Now what....

Awe! I'm a just let it be...

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Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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