Don't like piers but love this

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EARTH you win

We lacerate your skin
pry it open to remove the blood
to fill the machines
that we call progress
we take your oxygen
to make the gorge
that lines our Artories
and yet you strive to give back and forgive
we pour our venom
into your veins until you cannot take any more
and yet we dont stop
and your try to strive to forgive us and give back
we drill into your very core
and fart our toxic bloom into your airways
and yet you strive and strive to give back
and then in pain you groan
and your mountains shake and your waters roll
and around us your awesome power becomes the only thing
we notice
and we become so small
so helpless
so insignificent
Earth
you win

Airport lounge now

Ladies legs march in time
move with purpose across the floor
Past the heart attack in the suit and the boy
The children spill grapes
As the important people talk in hushed tones...
And change the world
The crackles of the speaker cut through  the wine soaked air
Begging for the last person to run
To late
For one stranded soul

Coward

I am sorry
I can't think of you
I'm just afraid that if I do
my heart will become so empty
sending you all the love I have
there will be nothing left
to keep it beating
and on some days
as much as I wish it would... stop
I am the coward
So I hold some back
to give you
if we ever see each other again
but if we never do and the coward gone
Know I will leave
with you both
still there
in my heart
forever loving you
till the beat ... final

Love, how do I know you

Love, how did I know you ?
Did I see you in my youth...standing in the shadows
As I cried, and she left
Did I taste you in the pain?
How did I know....

Love, how did I feel you ?
In the eyes of my children as they looked into my face
As the world prostrated itself in front of them
you took a part of me never to give it back
That love I knew

love, How did I see you?
in the face of the man who faded forever
and took another piece
after giving , so much
love, I felt

love, where are you now?
in her eyes ..  through her touch, with her words
you  fill me up again and in return
I have So much
and am blessed

The angel

"Tell me "  said the angel
"What did you learn today?
I looked at him
He returned my gaze
What could I learn nowadays ?
Not much I said ...and bowed my head
And tried to turn away
Why do you run ?....his words fell fast
Stop and look don't hurry past

I don't  need to save the world ... I whispered
That I cannot do
He raised his head and to one side said
If not you..then who
No ..my voice broke out
No... I'm not that man
I can only be the person you see
I have no master plan
The angel dropped his eyes
But smiled
So tell me what you learned today
And I will walk away

I can only be who I am
I'm not special, I can't save the world
But I can love and give...with no right to force change

His head looked up and our eyes met
"you've  learned the most you'll ever know
Stop carrying you're guilt like extra steps on snow
You are the man you grew to be
And no more do you owe..."

The End

Time to let go....
The wind will hush, and birdsong gently fade
no more pain for you
no more fight to stand in the way of your release
Time to journey on
The secrets of the world now known to you...
Time for farewells

simple

life can be simple
but the world says no
if there was only you
would you create the anger ?
the pain
the arguments and orders ?

Some Argue you need pain
to feel joy
hate to feel love
On and on the opposites fall
back and forth the pendulum swings

STOP .-.
the voice inside you cries
but still the world turns
Black white day night
pleasure .. -pain
loss Gain
over and fuckinq over
relentless the march
just empty space
is it to much to want

life could be simple ...
but would that be .-. living ?

Matter

When you don't matter
do you become anti-matter ?
do you become that unviable feeling in peoples life
in the room but no longer there
when you know
that to stay or go
really doesnt matter
as you become the anti matter

No one will ever tell you that you matter
they just know... that you know
while your world becomes., the anti matter
You move in another dimension
only you are there
you see the world ... but it doest look back
you are the anti matter .-. the vacuum
the black

Pain

Don't talk to me of pain
your ideas hold no water
pain is that thing that cuts your soul
pain is the serpent you keep locked away
and you know with every venomous bite
you die a little more
pain only kept at bay by the voices in your head
that must hurt they say ...
if they only knew
would they see the serpent?
could they survive its bite as you do .,.
every day- one more piece of soul
pain they say it hurts
Fuck off ! ... your brain screams
you will never know
true Pain
God hopes

Paris one last time

If I should go before you do... 

I only ask one thing
should you fall in love again
Don't go to Paris in the spring

or when the leaves are on the ground
and he holds you when you call
Give him your heart , that once was mine
but don't go to paris in the fall

don't go there in the winter months
when snow lies thick and still
for winter burns the warmest heart
and winter always will

Go only when the summer sun
Can warm the coldest stone
and walk again those paris streets
but walk them on your own

and I will be there upon the wind
and up and down the stairs
I'll walK with you along the Saine
You'll feel my spirit there

I'll hold your hand and touch your skin
just like it used to be
But never bring another love
--.Paris, is you and me

Little Windows

life full of little windows
Sometimes inside looking out
Sometimes looking in
But little windows just the same
never seeing the full picture
trusting that everything is the truth
on the other side
of the little windows
And if I'm looking out or in
what do they see looking book
do they see me?
all of me?
The pain , anger ... guilt -love Laughter desire loneliness
or do they just see the smallest me
looking back
through the little windows

Valued

I wish you would stop talking ... she said
not in that romantic way
where the finger touches your lip
or in that way where urgency requires it
or with anticipation in the direction
no not in those ways
just delivered with a.. hint of frustration
and slightly less patience
and finding no value
I wish you would stop talking ...
my screen is more important
Hidden between
each
word