Beyond the Heart and Mind

I have so much to say but I feel that my words are repetitive...sort of like a
sedative putting my creativity to rest
...well here's a few that I have left...

I view the hypocrisies of life and test my limits to comprehend them
I don't understand how sticks and stones were used to teach at such an early
age...and now pricks that moan that bitch and groan and are actually given a stage...

I have so much to say but my stage is limited to those with an open heart...my laurels rest with my start and if I ever do get to finish you'll be transformed from normality into true consciousness...

No more prejudice
No more race
No mere judgments by looking at the colors and contours of a face

Judge this book by its ornamental cover...
Against all others and never know what is on its inside

...never see the pages bound...
...never see its paper wound...

What was used at its inception are the things that go into its completion
Blood, sweat and tiered secretions giving birth to knowledge
Wisdom for the ages, for all ages and stages throughout life to help you complete this journey and in the end it may just earn me a smile or two...
In fact, I have given these words to hopefully get one from you



Poetry by TheNakedPoet
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Written on 2008-01-14 at 03:02

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Well you certainly get one from me my friend! smiling deeply at you, Tai totally agreeing with your summary of a poet
2008-01-14



this poem really hit the spot. I cannot say for certain because like your poem suggests (i think), what can I really know of a poem that you have written? What do i know? Theres something beyond just the words, Its like, everything else but the truth is in vain, you are searching for something more, too many contradictions, hypocrisies- trying to get passed them, see through them...

"and if I ever do get to finish you'll be transformed from normality into true consciousness..."

I feel like this- too many illusions in my life im trying to see through because i know its not truth.

.. or am i completely missing the essence of your poem?

Peace.
2008-01-14