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The Playing Field

Presidential Possibilities

There’s something very dangerous and frightening
About what happens when a bunch of people who
Must hate gather together, but people who love
Have more power. Their consciousness is far above
That of others who have nothing better to do
Than to share things that are counter enlightening.

Why is it called The Playing Field? Are we a game?
And have We The People become innocent pawns
Who are ruled by corruption? The answer is Yes.
Who among those now playing will clean up the mess
Of our government? And what are the pros and cons
Of each runner? What message does each one proclaim?

It’s much bigger than Flint. It’s all over this land.
How people are mistreated especially those
Of color who do not have the means to fight back
Tells us that we adhere to a mindset of lack.
Who among those now running would want to expose
All the darkness? Who does have the most righteous stand?

Trading right and wrong for left and right, we’ve become
Extremely polarized. What can we do to change
This dynamic? The change is within everyone.
Unity in diversity cannot be done
If the notion of peace to some of us sounds strange.
Freedom is for all people and not just for some.

Why Is This Happening?

The Purpose Of Quantum Change

We engage the conundrum. Too much here goes wrong.
Reaching out for help with my writing I am cursed
By brute force to become a citizen of hell.
So, to me, it seems this world is under the spell
Of ballistic aggression. I was at my worst
Of spiritual wellness. I did not feel strong.

This event, among many, remains in my craw.
Severe stomach issues cannot be diagnosed
Because they are in essence psychosomatic.
My actions are a sign that I’m mentally sick.
I know I’m not alone. The whole world is sclerosed
In a consummate puzzle of nature’s faux pas.

But for the grace of God I become infamous.
To be known as a danger or risk to others,
I’m unconsciously fearful of speaking loudly.
What I have to say is not for others to see
Until some kind of huge transformation occurs.
There is nothing about my writing to discuss.

What I am or I am not vibrationally
Brings about an explicit expression of things
That are either despicable or wonderful.
I must know that my words have not much of a pull
In this real world of monumental happenings.
The unfinished enigma becomes part of me.