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They say,
The best things in life
are free.

When
I've mortgaged my dreams
and bought
Life's realities

Maybe,
The best things,
They'll finally be mine...

*****May 11, 2017*****






Living the Dream

I'm selling false dreams
And getting high  On my own supply. 
A wave  Of delusion  Of self grandeur hits me; 
I know  I'm living the dream...

*****May 10, 2017*****


Finding God

The inexplicable
Is proof there's a God.

This, for me,
Is where doubt began.
For if we know today
More than we did yesterday
Then, God is
a constantly contracting chamber of ignorance.

Now if it is so
And God is the Lord of gaps
Then men of religion
May be forgiven
For their unrelenting battle
Against knowledge;
The God killer.

But if God is
the beginning of wisdom
And his people perish
For lack of knowledge
And if we know today
More than we did yesterday

Then it stands to reason
That the God to believe in
Is an ever expanding explosion of knowledge.

I have no faith
In the God of gaps
For God must be Omniscient
And ignorance is not
This, for me, is where doubt ends.

*****April 22, 2017*****


Clockwork, My Mind

My mind is
An active machine
Constantly Churning out ideas.

I have looked in,
Seen clockwork and gears,
Ticking...

It's loud in there.

Sometimes,
All you want is
To live outside your head.

*****April 20, 2017*****



To live outside your head — A (@poetra_asantewa) April 20, 2017
Efo Dela added,

As It Is in Heaven

Those who have no money
Say
Given the choice,
They'd choose conscience not cash.

Those who do
Know that,
Cash is the only conscience
Worth having.

I am just trying to,
While on Earth,
Live as it is in Heaven

So that
When the Preacher says,
"Blessed are the poor, for,
They shall inherit the Kingdom of God"
I'm not left wondering,
"When this Omniscient God dies
And when his will is contested
By the dogma of his Holy Church
Will I still be in line
For a share of the Inheritance?"

I, like, the Prodigal Son,
Will take my inheritance, now,
Live as it is in Heaven,
While God and I both live

Then,
like him,
When I've lived a life of debauchery
Come back in repentance
For another taste of his Heavenly Kingdom.

*****April 19, 2017*****



God is My Barber

The sickness that made the Vulture bald
would have killed the Crow.

It is because
the gods are petty
and would not be questioned
about who they show favor to,
That Crows live to,
Squawk hysterically
At Vultures' misfortune.

We have come to understand, that,
when a petty god is your barber,
Crows, who can't afford a razor,
with their benevolent destinies,
will punctuate our precious peace
with their shameless snickering.

but
the Vulture
neither
pays any mind
nor
wages a war of words
with mockers and scoffers;
for the cure for baldness
is not found in the laughter of Crows...

*****April 4, 2017*****

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My Second poem about Vultures. I really need to stop this...😂😂😂

Hell Bound

I do not seek tranquility
Or redemption
for sins of
commission or omission.

This world is hell,
Burning,
And it's not my place to douse out the fires....


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Phases of the Moon

I want to,  Watch this crescent moon  Go through its phases 
Waxing,  Like the feelings  I have for you... 
Waning,  Like my chances  Of being with you...


I want to,  Pluck this moon  From the heavens Then,  Fix it in your  Dark, dark,  Cotton candy hair 
Beautiful things belong together.


*****November 4, 2016*****






Proof of Life

Pain,
It is how I know
I'm alive.

I was never more alive
Than when I was with you.

*****December 8, 2016*****

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