Joseph PARASCANDALO

I pump my psyche with loads of hope
It gets an immediate high as were it dope
But then when the rush finally subsides
Reality sets in and I ask: why even try?
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The spiral wave that un-coils through the galaxy that is space
Infinite was, is and to be our time of place
Earth’s inhabitants being part of this cosmic ride
A fact science has relentlessly try to hide
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Cascading, spiraling outward from this vision of One
Seeking understanding of what it is I am to become
Each day passes living under a mighty Sun
No closer to an answer, then when I had begun
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Expunging the pain that rails the soul
Imposed by demons of theocracy’s creation
To spur into damnation wistful thoughts by free minds
Toward reward of flesh given to life senses
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My mind anchored in the soil of reality
Yearns for its uprooting from this domain
Broad and wide the search to the answer
Presence of its promise by witness to others
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Freedom beyond liberty
A goal not for all to attain
Most loose it from failing
Others by whom to blame
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Inked pen, observant emotion, play to time’s pass
Without direction of purpose of guiding compass
Amassing witness to fault and predilection
Littering a trail with words written in reflection
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In this time humanity must concede
All is to its source is beginning to recede
To allow Mother Earth to stop the bleed
That but once again, new birth, to life, will breath
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How frivolous the world has gotten
All the seriousness want to be forgotten
While things get sicker and rotten
YouTube, twitter and facebook are just’a rock’n
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Born to this world not of choosing
From first breath it is life loosing
Its journey contrived and not amusing
Made unnecessarily complex and confusing
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`Journey, Awareness, Redemption, Rapture’

It came to pass in the beginning, contrary to orthodox belief in the Genesis of human-kind on this Earth, that a demon false god cast with a fury,
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Limitless is the breadth and width of the mind
When thought to word one does find
Speaking to injustice and despair be inclined
For others to hear, your words they find
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Unfulfilled, with some regret
I write on things that my mind frets
I offer no real answers or mythical cures
It is just a means by which to endure
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Sky thunderous, dark; the river raging black
Trembling land under foot, starting to crack
Rolling ominous clouds, lightening clap
Will the day’s sun ever come back
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Ensconced, meditative, silent
Perched upon boulder granite rock of shore’s residence
Forged from the mouth of ancient glacial energies
Transmitting it’s earthly vibration into conscious mind
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Dispelling the furor that can bend the soul
To others not knowing - black as coal
To cleanse of its impurity - a godly goal
For with evils lance it does unabashedly troll
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