While Zafar takes his crop to town
Businessmen snort ******
Teens buy bundels to fill their veins
With housewives Oxycontin reins

The Generals demand their Percs
Technocrats love Dilaudid's quirks
While drones fly over Zafar's field
Counting flowers for next year's yield

r  9Jan14

My fears are simple...
Not shrewd enough or dextrous
My love divine, yes majestic
My purity maintains as my objective
My faith steady in my beliefs
Striving to be worthy at his throne
Virtuous and righteous I will become
My scars swept away with justice and unity
Victory through Him who has created me
Devotion and warmth to those in need
Repenting of my sin in prayer
Kneeling down with compassion and hunger

You are never gone but forgotten,
As if you still glide by my mind,
Every night when I lay to go blind,
And every day to which I awaken,
You never cease keeping me shaken,
As if my desire for something like you,
Is something that is simply in me, imbued,
Certainly and powerfully confused,

And so I held a definite truth,
Destroyed to become a part of an imagination,
Sadly always more-so a fantasy of our youth

Now as we understand,
Plagued by truth,
The magic of naïveness,
Will always be

Gone but never forgotten

I feel the sharp realities pierce straight through my wanna be day dreams
I look at you with uncertainty and strain to keep the questions from surfacing
If I could only stay in this fanciful game of believing and achieving  
But too soon my scars start seeping the deception and leave you uneasy
I want to be the girl you imagine but I am made up of lesson
I hate to be the one to show you things aren't always as they seem

It was quite the fiasco based on figment
Finite and forged
Our affair kept me famished
Fabricated and farce
Merely a fantasy where I featured a feasible feather
So far from my flock
Forlorn on a foreign turf
Why me?I began to fathom
Flustered as I fought the formidable

He was a vandal
Vigorous and vindictive
I'd often venture to misapprehend his vacant vitality leaving me indifferent
I became lost in this vagabond
Now left voided and breaking under scrutiny
This vermin could be the death of me