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When Justice is unjust.

Rejection has been baked and served naked to them. These are souls, that have to be sad if its happiness so they choose. Living in a time where jusitice is unjust.

I want to lay a wreath on how the world thinks about me, you and them.

You people Of  today should know how we lived in the day, When a boy could hardly cuddle a doll, Dying,withered hope every day.

Innocent souls giving away themselves to a world so bitter as hell.

These are just humans, full of hope embrace them,Found their way support them. Don’t seat on this their joy

ntracylinda 🌹

MAGMA

This is not my husband!!
I married a different man
and my marriage has a different man!
First, it was the disgraceful yelling,
and ‘my Philip’ got more vicious,
His eyes too full of this malice,
Was I not his Alice?
frank and friendly talk barnished, peace vanished.
For awhile, it was all gnawing silence.
And sometimes, just maybe, sometimes
I hoped, he would wake on Monday and be the candy, for my little girl Mandy,

But because I did not sleep the other night,
Is not all to justify my fright,
My feet are stiff and cold,
-just like every night,
He beats me, to derive his delight.
I’m sick inside, all this pain,
has made my mutima so stiff and tight.
This bed of nails has numbed me, made me dumb so long,
But not anymore,
For this is not my husband.

ntracylinda🌹

Mine was a Marine.

Oh Charles

You left with this heart of mine. Everyday, these bells of hope rung in my heart, until night drowned every bit of hope. Lain in my divan, every night, I’m like a bat, I do not know the taste of sleep. For I lay awake every night, my cosy linen sheets can testify. You gave me such splendid memories to ponder.

Oh Charles,

I hope this time you stay. This victory you have earned at the battlefront, Bring it home, let us be lost in merry. and maybe have a bunch of toddlers to fend for.Feed me boy, of those memories we had, where you caressed me and pleased me. Oh i love how you teased me. Those memories are loud, louder than the Chrysler sirens, -and yes I’m proud, We had all this pleasure yet unplanned. I beg you, please stay.

ntracylinda 🌹

TICKS

Country men,

 dear country men,

Have we given our power away?

Have we emptied our gourds,

for these big bellied folks

to sway-

these taxes we pay,

is it not our harvest , we must fend from.

Must we fight, whilst we bleed?

The pandemic should not be the means….

Is it not frustration enough?

Dear “ticks”,

think, like we sent you to think-

Do not eat from the “beggar’s” bowl.

ntracylinda.

SOME EVENINGS.

At the tip of this beautiful Hill,

Seated in wonder

My smile more tender,

Oh, mother nature.

My thoughts are wild.

Who dares?

To awaken the angers of Mother Nature.

Let springs, live to see springs.

My thoughts are wild,

If I could grow much younger,

I want to protect you Mother Nature.

I cannot pretend any longer,

I am not like them of today,

I love Mother Nature.

ntracylinda.

Sébastien

Dear Sébastien,

I’m too gorgeous à thing, for you little thing.

Must you think yourself a man enough, to dance in the arena of this my womanhood

Like all other men, you must recite “The Beggars Creed” I will be frank with thee,

My rosebush, My vagina, will not be pleased to dine with a withered dandolin, your penis.

You have reduced us women, to à state of utter profligacy, played us like toys, made us less of the human race.

We are women, we deserve better, we must have all of it good in reserve.

Yours truly,

A Woman.

FREDA

He left her on read.

Her heart bled,

like

flesh cut fresh by a blade.

Her innocence was misled

when he said, you shall follow my your lead.

He instead made her mend his need.

She didn’t think, she would be a slave, made for him to trade.

He was a dudeeeeeeee….

This dude didn’t care to fade from anyone’s memories not Freda’s in this case.

ntracylinda 🌹

Dear my dear.

I want to kiss you until day break, so you could forget all of them fake.

I want to give you a home in my heart where it has been clean long.

I want to give you day for every night and day because there was happiness when we met that day.

I want to give you the sort of comfort, life has offered to them Kings and Queens of today.

ntracylinda 🌹.

Nature never lied.

I want to stray down in the woods, where all these beautiful things lie about on chills.

The trees, the grass, the birds, the flowers, the leaves, and the myths.

I want to stray down in the woods be quiet and adhere to the might of these beautiful things.

I want to stray down in the woods, Amidst the ambiance of the chirping dry leaves listening to the language of all these beautiful things.

I want to stray down in the woods and give hope to all these beautiful things that Nobody is going to prey and not pay.

ntracylinda 🌹

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