c2006adv or adev "Titleless"

Ali

Apparition.Earthly matters.
It calls,It beckons,
leaving a new sound
to be interpretted.
Sounded out in murmurs,
of babies coddled in blood,
the Old man's music
plays in the background.
For you speak to me of
ignorance of man and the dead,
and I ask you please,
Do not call,Do not question,
Do not instance my case.
For no one was there for me in the past
yet you.
Blackened sheep and
crystal cases hold nothing
for what the gift of man and
woman hold;For the answers are in between the lines.
The world,mixed with blood
and curses,hangs onto the Earth,
for causing and effecting,the worst and least
for the best and the end,of a lonely heart.
For the world hated me.
Shall I be one with the world?
For an opened space in singularity,
I eill most probably linger.
Alone in light,while babies cry
and roads turn into red-rose death,
stockhomes embroidered with gold and fine linen.
I will exorcise you,take away your false
eternal strife,for you must trust,
moan,weep, wail,entail;
Yourselves with gifts of pleasureless values, and keep
them hidden under the sword and cross.
The man,due his tax-right,but us
we partake in its' Earthliness.
Lawful ways have got and not gone,
goodness is still in our hearts.
Yet,destroy what we have built,
and the foundations will fall.

FIN


pardon ma spelling.....

Ali

Ali wrote:

Apparition.Earthly matters.
It calls,It beckons,
leaving a new sound
to be interpretted.
Sounded out in murmurs,
of babies coddled in blood,
the Old man's music
plays in the background.
For you speak to me of
ignorance of man and the dead,
and I ask you please,
Do not call,Do not question,
Do not instance my case.
For no one was there for me in the past
yet you.
Blackened sheep and
crystal cases hold nothing
for what the gift of man and
woman hold;For the answers are in between the lines.
The world,mixed with blood
and curses,hangs onto the Earth,
for causing and effecting,the worst and least
for the best and the end,of a lonely heart.
For the world hated me.
Shall I be one with the world?
For an opened space in singularity,
I eill most probably linger.
Alone in light,while babies cry
and roads turn into red-rose death,
stockhomes embroidered with gold and fine linen.
I will exorcise you,take away your false
eternal strife,for you must trust,
moan,weep, wail,entail;
Yourselves with gifts of pleasureless values, and keep
them hidden under the sword and cross.
The man,due his tax-right,but us
we partake in its' Earthliness.
Lawful ways have got and not gone,
goodness is still in our hearts.
Yet,destroy what we have built,
and the foundations will fall.

FIN


pardon ma spelling.....

The 27th line should read:
I will most probably linger.

Thank you.

allison d. vigh

karma defect

Again, good reading. I like your work. keep it coming.