Lifted
to quell the voices that
speak incessantly
about the negative
this must be a herculean lift
above the skull
so that the daily endeavors
become quiet and functional
unfortunately,
there are too many dumpdicks
who can't stand
to make it enjoyable
or easy for the rest of us
who try this
you may have a good day
internally
and
some shat eater
decides you look like a fun pounching bag
mentally
physically
then you're in the mix
of the blender you hate
only because
you want to move through to some
peace
in your life
despite accidentally being in their
cro-mag presence
cross fire
some asslick
wants to make your dream
never occur
so now you must deal...
why?
is it
the juxtaposition
that makes for afterthought
when action is required?
now what?
walk through
because one does peregrinate
through new mine fields
with bloody hands
and bad dreams
of the mind
if that's not all
that's given
this is why are we always thinking of love
and
different approaches
to existing
in this life...
we need help ...
new ideas are pure
pure lifts us
Copyright © Dennis Sheffer | Year Posted 2008
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