Cupid, The Devil and An Angel

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by Laurie Lyle


  Made us insistent, untiring in our quest for redemption

  And so we fought our ever-raging war half a world away

  God knew we had to bring peace to our bleeding hearts

  Our leaders and military with uncanny wits and savvy decisions did us proud

  With solid judgment, keen foresight, and strong will

  Unrelenting patriotic deliberation, they did everything right

  He was buried in the cold uninviting North Arabian Sea today

  A seal placed over a solemn and somber chapter of our lives

  After 9/11, we looked through clouded vision

  At broken lives we understood the shattered dreams of families

  We will continue our fight for world peace, order, and unity

  Seeking to evoke humane treatment of each other

  For solidarity, compassion, and goodwill

  Until violence, hatred, animosity, and division is nonexistent

  When all peace is made peaceful

  Then rest is restful and the heart exudes

  The free and proper meaning of love, compassion, and care.

  ANGRY RIVER

  1

  Lost, broken, my soul stolen

  Raging river races on

  Rising swollen, angry swirling

  Raging river races on

  Chorus

  Angry river roaring on

  Raging torrents rolling

  Contorting, roaring, yes, it’s coming

  Angry river moving on

  2

  Angry river splashes me

  Mist and spray is all I see?

  Wet, damp, as now I feel

  Wrath of river overpowering me

  Chorus

  Angry river roaring on

  Raging torrents rolling

  Contorting, roaring, yes, it’s coming

  Angry river moving on

  3

  What sparked uprising at this time?

  Something painful or love divine

  Who pierced the heart of Old Man River?

  Now his angry head rises as he madly slithers on

  Spreading wrath, bringing doom, listen careful, hear the boom

  Thunderous, growling, white head foaming, nature’s fury soaring

  Fast we move on down the track no time to idle or look back

  No time today, I dare say to clasp our hands, bow our heads, and pray

  Chorus

  Angry river roaring on

  Raging torrents rolling

  Contorting, roaring, yes, it’s coming

  Angry river thunders on

  TO BE A WORKING MAN

  Too slowly we grow and we anxiously wait

  The time when we leave our parents’ home

  Venture out into the world to earn our due keep

  To corral all the nice things eluded us so long

  Disappointment waits for apprehensive souls

  Life came at us jabbing, punching, we raise our fists

  Fight back in defense of our precious life

  For some it was quite all right

  For others this idea not too bright

  Work from dawn until late at night

  Not all fights can be won, incessant pounding wearing me down

  Beaten, bruised, broken, pummeled into the ground

  In constant pain we fight this fight, which is in vain

  Still we trod on, contemptuous of every blow, fist raised in defiance

  Fend off the many disappointments from a merciless life

  We fight for our life with living, many blows from a revengeful fist

  We spend the best years of our lives fighting the worst fights

  We must provide for our family; the young ones need guidance

  Restless anticipation bursting the way we were, the way we are

  Those for whom we fight will one day inherit this

  Spattered worn boxing glove and continue this combat

  We work ourselves to death in order to stay alive

  CRIMSON TIDE

  Out at sea the place I want to be

  Where the air is sweet, fresh, wind dance on clammy skin

  Cool crystal clear water splashes on joyful feet

  Carefree and reckless, dancing to my heart’s passionate beat

  Will not get tired, no need to take a rest

  Everything I’ve got, this place took it all; everything, including my very best

  Crimson tide engulfs me and roll, revolving with you all I want to do

  Across endless ocean wide-open spaces

  Let me swirl with you, traverse beautiful fields, wild red daisies

  It was meant to be; they did me wrong, now they

  may see

  The crimson in you gets the blood boiling in me

  Escape as far away as I need to be

  Evading the judgment passed down on me

  I ran away, broke free to the sea

  Convicted of love, a tyranny, you see

  Uncommitted, awful as can be

  A heart impaled on the spike of lust’s greed

  Limp and bleeding, a horrible, terrible deed

  Give back life, give mercy

  Give back a special thing

  Give back the spirit that lets one walk with honor and sing

  Give back that special feeling of love that dwells therein

  Give me the love, that extraordinary thing that shields me from injustice

  Give me the joy and peace that flows like crimson tide from a sanctified place deep within

  SACRED FLAME

  Sacred flame burn away all this negative energy

  That encompasses my body leaving my spirit listless

  Instead leave me with that positive karma that others want to feel

  Leave me with happy content absolute peace opulence of wealth in love

  Richness in abundance dependability of faithful devotion

  Give me instant miracles the power of vision so I see the future

  Command a wish a signature gift

  Unequalled mastery the future forever revealed

  Flawless revelation miraculous intervention frank candid truthful

  Let me forget the past indulge in interest of the future

  Help me to the place where I spend the rest of my life

  I want to be there my dwelling this sanctuary called home

  The spirit calls and I live forevermore

  A paradise land of vibrant people this structure a welcoming place

  This house we made into a home

  A king in paradise a realm where I rule with tremendous powerful force

  Where negativity evil and malicious entities mysteriously disappear

  Forever protected from infestation and we reap countless compliments

  Continuing dedicated determined effort to keep our family unit strong secure

  Beyond the grasp of those who seek to destroy

  Respecting the matriarch be calm Ulysses treat your mother with respect and grace

  Give her the love she deserves have peace within be gentle and tolerable

  Mother always does her best for us and for her we thrive and prosper

  She made stunning creations so we are incomparable and matchless

  ASHES OF LIFE

  From the waste sedate ashes of a dead fire, life breathes

  Its litter discarded scattered amid a bountiful garden

  Of prominence and crazily sprouting bulbs and shoots

  Superior garden nurtured by the usefulness of spent waste

  This c
ompost fertilizes and energizes young flora

  A garden that breathes life encourages hope

  The living must die so a wide variety of things may live

  A closed gate will eventually open so a thing or someone passes through

  Fulfilling the purpose for which it was meant

  This ceiling will get higher as we reach for new heights

  With aspiration and a burning desire, we follow where ambition leads

  Vision is limited, but we see all that’s at the end

  The long race is not for the swift if there is no competition

  Dominance and perseverance is preserved

  If there is no one to guide, nothing to push forward for

  Time can run out, use it now, let it serve, use it well

  A nickel, a dime, something must go so we sell

  To be forgiven, we shun vanity, give to our charity, save us from that place hell

  We write once more a story so we have something to tell

  For another time, a burst of flame we light the fire under the seasoned food

  Gray smoke rising swirling aloft twitching noses, flared nostrils, we get the smell

  Comical involuntary growling stomachs heave, and we yell

  Heads bounce in unison to the joyous pulsation going through our souls

  Exploding in our skulls, we hear again the resonance, a million pealing cathedral bells, then it’s calm again

  FREEDOM TO LOVE

  Use love freely, don’t let it go limp, atrophy, or die

  Encourage hope, use it well, give it time, an even spell

  Keep faith alive, committed, convicted, and true

  Never get downhearted, frustrated, flustered, or blue

  Do not destroy peace and all the blessings and solace it brings

  Let tranquility be broken only by birds of wild beauty

  Choruses of the pretty songs they sing

  Be stimulated by the wonder of things you see and hear

  We need friendship and the stability it brings

  Company to share with the one for whom we care

  Our memories are alive, a recorded history

  Tracking of things from the past, small memories, others vast

  Give vitality to life and what it brings

  With courage we forge ahead, seeking to fulfill promises

  For a better life still waiting there, up ahead

  We trust and believe them, every word they said

  Transparency invades our souls, and so you see

  We hide nothing, subtle beauty therein lies

  Nothing can hurt or make us scared; we are unfathomable,

  Commitment to love, the sacred value of precious life shared

  If we walk alone, he is always by our side

  We expel the distraction of temptation from our spirit

  To live a life that is blissfully gratifying,

  Clandestine, eternal, devoted, and sincere

  RECESSION

  Life was worth living, and we enjoyed giving

  Then suddenly resources started dwindling

  Not making enough, then things, oh man! Started to get tough

  An easy life starting to get rough

  Of bitter times I’ve had enough

  It hit hard, it hit fast, down there days past

  It was way back yesterday, but I remember

  like it was today

  I lost everything when I lost my pay

  Nobody with me wanted to stay

  Not even the ones with whom I used to play

  It came my way this distressing, infuriating day

  Now I have no boot, no shoe on my feet

  No food nowhere so I can eat

  Out here living on the harsh desolate street

  Wasted body broken by the arms of defeat

  Looking down, never dare to look around

  Bulging eyes staring, there to the ground

  There is an excruciating pain in my heart

  Thunderous growling in my stomach

  Unrelenting ache of my body, unbearable strain on my legs

  Reminds me again, I’m going in one direction, the only way is down.

  In this sea of bitterness unwilling; I’ll drown

  ABUNDANCE OF LOVE

  We lived and loved living

  We loved and loved all things

  Some so good, others that were not

  What we put forward was always the best

  Life so full, emotional, and physical

  We race toward our goal, ambitious never-ending quest

  Living hard we put everything to our grueling test

  Good times in abundance immersed in passion

  With spirituality we put bad ones to rest

  We hiked life’s winding byways in those

  Bright, splendid, sun-infested glorious days

  Too short they were, too soon it’s done

  The beckoning hand waves, saying please come

  It is getting dark, the murky clouds now cover the sun

  We look back, we remember the days and how it begun

  The consciousness of our minds causes us to replicate, duplicate, regenerate

  How do we go back?

  There is confidence but nothing left to come

  Too short the cycle of life that to which we belong

  We’ve come full circle in this race of existence

  Crossing the bright imaginary finish line

  We struggle to answer the nagging question lurking

  In the back of our cloudy minds, we are here, but have we won?

  DYING DREAMS

  When dreams die it is hard just to say good-bye

  Long after they are cold and morbid we hang on

  Holding them close to a pathetic broken heart

  Hating the thought they’ll eventually turn to dust

  Broken and bound forever lost never to be found

  I diligently asked dream with me come be with me

  We nurtured hope and aspired was strong for so long

  Now we are left wondering where we went wrong

  Weak in spirit we shuffle and wobble as we move feebly along

  Through the pain the optimistic thoughts are alive

  It is through endurance and determination that we succeed

  The vicious hand of life pierced my soul with the dagger of truth

  From its wounds I bleed my cry falls on deaf ears as I plead

  You were there you heard me feed me feed me with love

  Console my limp blithering demented body

  Take me back from the brink before return is too late

  Help me bring peace to my overused confused mind

 

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