The broad band of crime

Moses needs his tablets,doctor.
My thoughts unravelled and lay unpleated on the floor of the Emergency Room…
and they just talked all over me.
Time and tide…can I describe?
The broad band of crime is passing over East London as burglars and looters assess their Olympic Strategy alongside the muggers.
“Reason’s Seethings” by Pascal and his art
You’re just the shadow of my ghoul…you don’t whiten me at all.
Silence is withholding.. you’re hiding behind that glass wall you split yourself up with.
The Christ of life….born again and again..and dies the same way.. every day
Wars like bygones….come round at least annually like Xmas.
Stop and yell for Moses’ tablets.The doctor forgot them and no-one can spot them.
God is the only thing..
Waste the waters…we’ve already wrecked the earth..why wait?
Born from out my mother’s eyes….I never saw her gaze my way again.
I will bend time for you if I can summon up the Gravity,
Rhyme after rhyme….an endless circle.. a spiral…it’s viral…am I on trial?
Rhyme again and again..I have this Zen like man.
But he has no plan.
Does God permit us to concrete the whole earth?
Yes, he says we have free Wills but only after death.
Earth has nothing to show more fair than bankers stealing from the poor

The broad band of crime

Like the running theme, the classic joke keep taking the tablets, backed up with a good look at London.,Nice job.

Thank you

I am glad you enjoyed this,Kate

In the Marrow of My Bones

Kate,

There are 10 Commandments that should not be broken, but they are. Every eye turns itself inside-out to light up technology tablets, an Information Age, but know one seems informed.

Is God like the summit of a pyramid, like the eye found on an American one dollar bill? God has become inflated along with our world economy, and Moses is not a happy camper.

If we could bend time, we surely would be able to retrace our footsteps and find where God went?

Instead of finding Waldo, we need to teach our children how to find God.

Evil is holding the reigns to the splendor of the Earth. Unlike the popular cowboy westerns that I grew up with, there has been a dramatic change: The bad guys are wearing the white hats and riding the white horses.

I concur with your poetic analysis and applaud you for your captivating venture into the mind of today.

Yes, they will cut the oxygen from our limbs and we will all stand like concrete soldiers on a very cold planet.

Beautiful writing Kate! I felt the message in the marrow of my bones. The consequences of letting evil have the reigns is as frightening as an Earth without rain.

The criminals in prison are not the criminals you write of ... we are being strangled by the powers at hand.

Love,

Kathy

Dallas, Texas

Thank you so much

Dear Kathy
Happy New Year and thank you so much for your inspirational comments Love,Kate

The Beatles of my days

Leaking Pen
Tears void from men
Dear Kate, in any rate
It's been a hard day's night
White crime been working me like a dog
It's been a hard day's night
I should be sleeping like a log
Yet I am blinded by their fog
Nothing will be alright again
My brain feeds on acid rain
Your poem my generation, my day
Reflects the ozone hole in our sway
Sadly but truly
Paul

Effortless the Heart

Kate,

Bravo dear sister. Your poetry is like a great singer that sings with their heart so effortlessly.

Your voice spills like satin in my mind. Thanks!

Love,

Kathy

Dallas, Texas

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