IT'S ALL MIDDLE (Spoken Word)
Channel: EmpathicWriter
Date: 2018-12-30

Spoken word is the bird 
that sings of peace and release.
Freedom for all upon this blue ball, 
or flat plane, depending your sane 
addition or subtraction of truth to youth, 
to old, and everyone in between.

We all have seen how this ends, 
how morals and dreams must bend
to dark, unenlightened powers that should not be,
could not be, without our compliance.
Without our practiced submission.

Where is the vision, of those with three opened eyes?
Where is the voice, of those who do not lie
in passive pastures, waiting to be saved?

Spoken word art gives voice to the heart 
that must speak or will leak, of passion
gone bad, from non-use. Creative abuse.

The hope for a truce rests between our ears, 
but the domain there, has been ransacked for years.
Co-opted by peddlers who make fortunes from fears,
and find profit in tears, dropped by those who still hear

Life’s glorious pulse, 
which has never stopped,
and won’t be copped.

These words speak me. 
Are you part of my community?

Soul first! From which matter bursts.
Speaking of firsts, wanna know what my first
love was, and continues to be?

The Word. 
Cinnamon synonyms. 
Clove verbs.
Cilantro consonants.

Mmmm. The tasty Word, which was with God. 
Which WAS God, at the start of time, 
which was never a line
of beginning, middle and end.

IT IS ALL MIDDLE, played like a fiddle
while we square-dance, in a world-wide trance,
hatin’ on each other, without even a glance,
let alone a consideration, to mourn for ALL spilled blood.

Don’t let lines map-out terror-tory 
in *the one sacred place*, The Temple 
between your ears, which gets clogged
with implanted fears, NOT YOURS.

Return that crap to its sender. 
Spare your frontal lobes the blender
that whizzes away precious, ancient memories, 
of a united start, where we are 
MEDICS OF EACH OTHER’S HEART.

The better I tend to yours, the better my own will beat.
The more I block your path, the more hot coals at my feet.

Life has laws and principles, that govern even the richest fools.
Kindly observe life, and life will kindly observe you.
We’d do well to leave debates, where the choices are only two.

Orchestrated bi-nary rage 
Is the most-used plot, played on this earth-stage.
Triggers and ego-grenades are planted 
ALL OVER THE PLACE. But when you LOOK, 
you SEE intentional provocation, shoved  in your face.

Mastery and maturity detonates the bait. 
Keeps its cognition straight.
Refuses to choose hate. 
Does not succumb to the state.
And knows it is never too late
to own yourself.
To own your middle.
Your right now.
The only real part.

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