Fresh Lipstick & Attitude To Match

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Fresh lipstick & attitude to match
The pretty piano player; a punk rockette
The domestic goddess with a need to be clean
Living on the edge of the cosmopolitain set
Hoarding her guilty pleasures fiercely
The moral ambiguity is a stubborn crutch
Ignoring nature’s perfectly placed laws
But she’ll only accept the light’s soft touch
Wearing an evening gown at her elegant leisure
Within her mind, no better way to take a selfie
She’s blunt with her standards & expectations
But lucky for us all, my poems are gluten free

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Don’t Be Afraid To Call Out Evil

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Don’t be afraid to call out evil
Make sure you know where you stand
No longer hiding in the crevices & shadows
Appeasement merely allows hate to expand
You’ll need to be armed with more than love
For their guns & bombs remain indiscriminate
The world must rise together from their roots
Governments working for peace that’s counterfeit
We cannot tolerate the lies & backroom deals
Reject the leaders that won’t support the people’s claim
Our moral guidance needs a little more prayer
Stand with me; let us greet love with a righteous name

Hitting Rock Bottom With An Articulate Woman

  

Hitting rock bottom with an articulate woman

Now I can see love was not in her view

Misguided choices of delicate wonder

Bringing to the forefront curiosity anew

You may call it a travesty or much worse

I am merely a person of no consequence

Our downfalls reside within our own skin

Hate me, but no blame for her moral sense

I never knew her purpose & never asked

Burned once for being too close to her wiles

Recoiled with her artifice grasped at last

Any form of compassion was not her style