Burn away thy harmful ego
Ignite thine chains of pride
Yes, calcinate shame also
Hence, ye shall be beautified
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Both hearts knew, yet refused acclamation
Doubtful minds errantly rushing to accept
That true love unfulfill, by long separation
Alas…
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All decked out on 'Easter Sunday'
She's 'Pretty in pink' it would be said
Back to blouse n' jeans come Monday
Then cleaning house n' baking bread
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Brave young soldiers give legs and arms
To roadside bombs, with no end in sight
While Uncle Sam asks for re-up refunds
Send collectors to VA to give them fright
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Many addicted to chronic illness
Know not root, of why this is so
Disease is born of repressed emotion
Infects well-being, interrupts the flow
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Chaotic planet goes up in smoke
As those in power count their cash
Bush's minions’ shovel more coke
When fires quell leave soot ‘n ash
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Life ruled by four Cardinal directions
As well as half-directions in between
Together form human amalgamation
Through Higher Self this can be seen
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Sensitive, intelligent, wise
Strives to balance scales
For truth he doth agonize
Knows that peace prevails
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You fool no one but yourself
Earth nears certain demise
Takes steps to heal Her Self
Humans Beings shall agonize
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Spring wind in the morning
Spreads its fresh fragrance
That wind allows all to live
'Breathe'…before it’s gone
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