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Leaving Insanity

I owe no time to another man's empire
In a world steeped in quagmire
Higher than a cathedral spire

Where money has been corrupted
Lives completely disrupted
And humanity abducted

Held hostage most despicably
Deaf to an appeal and plea
Absent of carefree

To what end is this game
A play for hall of fame
Or a much more sinister aim

Deciphering holograms and clones
Carefully, not to throw stones
Or enter forbidden zones

Is the evil real or just a synthetic
Or a covert idea of aesthetic
Perhaps ignoble poetic

Everything is against the grain
Stealing the human brain
Exit stage left, refrain

Acting in love in sync with design
Stepping out and becoming blind
Leaving the matrix behind

You must go, go quickly now
Pow! Wow! Holy cow!
Go with an undying penchant
To completely disavow

Leave behind the insanity
Celebrate! Your personal Jubilee!

© J Anjoun//02-2017

The Clock upon the Wall

The clock upon the wall keeps ticking
In a slow procession of beats
The cars parade out on the streets
Sitting lost in silent thinking

The world has changed irreversibly
People now moving in fractured sync
Afraid to cough or even blink
As their lives become more beastly

For most it's just a continued misery
Seeing no hope or reason now
Not seeing the depth of the trickery
Nor even asking why or how

Life has changed for everyone
Inscribed in the minutes ticking by
Measured only in the overrun
And, still the people don't ask why

Solutions abound for those in control
They're drunk on a powerful drink
All the people bow down and shrink
Having lost their voices and human souls

Freedom is fleeing from all mankind
Life's normal now orchestrated to appall
In the malicious lies fabricated to malign
Measured in the ticking of the . . .
. . .clock upon the wall

© J Anjoun 01/2021

Human Debt

We move in stages
Up and down
A vast linear plane
Sometimes up and
Sometimes down
This always resounds
With distrain that is
Confiscated by distress
The payments have been
Too much
Levies inundate our lives
When we look to coalesce
Forms and legal words we play
To affect our free positions
With carefully stylized phrases
Reiterating our conditions
To a world of mixed up people
In every walk of life
None really knowing
The depths of human strife
Take care to speak in perfect tongue
And do not utter any errors
Or you will be the victim
Of a quiver of poisoned arrows

© J Anjoun 08/2017

Cloaked in a mystery
A fascinating paradox
Reflections unorthodox
Spoken like a riddle
Meeting in the middle
Departing from the norm
Like an abstract art form
Softly hushed rarity
A welcoming oddity
Possessing genteel quality
Of an interesting anomaly
A most unusual quandary
Contemplating existence
Indefinitely like an eon
Acceptable and logical
As the "theory of relativity"
Fires of scientific creativity
Ordered and chronological
Propositions not yet known
From a Prince upon a throne
Investigated it may prove
Well founded and true
Conclusively accrued
Immeasurable in depth
Expansive in breadth
Without further adieu
Bring me secrets true
Enigma, you are mystery
Open up and teach me

© J Anjoun  01/2018

A day's journey is like filling an old hope chest
Gently placing in kindness through words professed
Keeping us comforted in a pale soft peacefulness
Through eyes that see love's actions purely expressed

This day we wrap in beauty and warm golden light
While the emotions and hearts take winged flight
Encompassing all we can observe by our sight
Until the gathering of twinkling stars at night

© J Anjoun 09/2019

Free To Be

We are a constant ebb and flow
Whispers in the atmospheric air
No matter whence we go
Our destination is everywhere

To be free from form and limitations
Like an infinite unbound forever
Floating on silk threaded sensations
Never a murmur nor a quiver

The whole of creation a gift and free
As we explore the great expanses
And so it rings true for you and me
When we rise to take life's chances

Replenishing the solidity of wisdom
In everything we feel and see
Dancing to the distant drum
Escaping in absolute glee

© J Anjoun 07/2016

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