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A storm was brewing
Lightning Bolts  of Anger
Droplets   of Blue scolding hot Rain Drops of  Lightning
Pouring out the Rain Drops of heavy tears
Flowing down.

Contempt and bitterness created a meaner self
A witch's brew...
I began cooking up a broth.

Hurt Flames start stewing
Up a mixture of misunderstandings and deadly bitter  chemicals
A toxic food in which it fueled the Devil's Soul.
Closing my eyes as I wiped away the heavy tears
I blanked out my mind...
I closed my eyes.
I heard the voices calling from the Teacher
Who showed me the future and the past full of golden and beautiful Years.
Through self-doubt's blinders
I became  a horse only wishing to run in one direction.
Off the deep end I was hurtling toward

My soul started an astral journey
That lead me to the "Museum of Light"
Nothing is edited out or failing to be displayed
stamped  as "non-valuable"
or "Censored" by unfounded feeling
Pieces that were actions of truth and moments of success in the smaller moments of a larger life
Discarded due to my loathing
Clearer tours, of my heart, show  A mighty  "Fort Knox"
The fortress of  my true inner worth....
A treasure trove like the great pyramids - this structure
was built up by one thousand golden blocks.
The inside was bright
The halls were lined  full of bright and intelligent pieces
Art that was well conceived of
by my soul
A force that I can  now clearly see
was worth this journey's toll.
I have strength within myself
When I take the Blinders of Doubt off.
I returned to my body
Flying like an Eagle on the Wing
Opening my eyes
Drying my tears
Smiling wider than I had
Before I started the rain in my soul's once bright and sunny skies.
My soul was now lighter and I  could start hearing  the harmony of happiness sing.
Feeling waves of your soul across distant lands
Sending a "thoughtful" post card of blessings and light
Safe and warm wishes for others
I have nicknamed this world The Kindred Lands."
Tragedy may have brewed a longer-lasting storm
Together, in communication and in thought, we can last through
The brunt of the nasty winds that may come our way
Doesn't hold one another back from sending enlightened vibes
each other's way.
Blessings to all during this time of Tragedy. Stay safe, bright, and full of hope. I am sending all my blessings and my warm thoughts of those we lost to Covid-19
Death to the contagion!

The invader needs no introduction…

He has been destroying countless lands…

Countless lost souls…..

A forced “Vacation.”

Mr. President proclaimed, “This is a war!”

He could never be far from 100% right.

World War III.

Just as we were attacked in Pearl Harbor…

Failing to fully understand that current enemy…

Alike the Soviet’s Chernobyl Reactor blasting its diseased radiation

Breaking people down to their deaths

We are here trying to find the proper weapon

to place an end to people’s eradication.

No scientist seems to be able to identify or find the evil

Virus empire’s true weakness…

Countless soldiers fell and tears have fallen.

Showering the once happy lands with oceans of sickness

Like “The **** Powers,” Forced Europe and most of Russia

Into fear and Bomb Shelters

Trying to avoid their bomb blasts

Helping the world gear up to shoot at an enemy

At least one we could see.

This foe who is killing all 140 Nations

Has an upper hand due to our lack of learning the code to the machine

Replicating our own viral predator that feeds upon its own brothers and sisters

We need this “Ghost in the Darkness” to meet his match

We need to wipe him, off the face of this darkening Earth, spotless and clean!

Mother Nature, where have you been?

Did you neglect your job?

Or merely forget how to clean up after yourself?

You allowed the Dinosaurs to become extinct

You allowed the Black Plague and the Spanish Flu

To eradicate all of society … except for a few

US souls left to evolve into scientific soldiers

and **** germs

that were left under your carpet?

Your dust caked onto all of the lands

A thin layer of death

As a biological army we won over this evil stranger

We shall win again!

After all is said, done, and damaging to our Countries….

To our families…

To enjoy each other’s position in Society

We’ve forged an alliance

From all parts of this Earth.. a “Majority.”

We shall stand,together, stronger….longer.

We have won other wars without your help.

So, Mother Nature what is the next irresponsible tragedy ?

A new form of “Life” you ,recklessly, shall create or Invent?”

Should it force another “challenge” on another Billion Souls

Who has had their souls weakened from the fight?

Energy spent separating land and creating a fight against a relentless and invisible enemy?

This world War that Mother Nature allowed to start

Until such a monster has damaged the land, forced the loss of some of our livelihood, and clashes of nations?

No! United we suffer and united we shall WIN
Nothing lasts forever.
Except for the human soul.
The biggest damage
To anyone
It's this energy, inside it, that takes the biggest toll.
After all that has been said and all that shall be done
Remember that a battery needs a positive terminal
Not just the Negative
Terminal to ride the electric rail
to a recharged future.
The clock rings the alarm
"Time to awaken....Why?"
You try to work with every cold and isolated moment
You have no tears left to cry.
Social rafts to escape this island are non existent
No access to another to this forgotten inhabitant.
I'm invisible even with   a signal  flare
Even as strangers tell me.  "Don't   feel like it's the end."
I laugh inside
Like  the Joker
"You are not wearing my shoes?"
"Want to see me rot until I'm dead?"
Still, I work on my trades, by my own company.
Trying to understand their  "rules."
So, what does this "creator" invent when he runs out of tools?
No one wishes to visit you or your "Wonder Island."
You married a curse that is being the one left on the outside.
Now, "enjoy your fate's wedding band."
A victim of anger
Both inside
Down and out
I clashed with the forces of reality
A scarecrow  in the trash
Thrown forth from the energies
storms of "The Stranger."
Wicked beauty...
I rolled down town
A cracked out clown
Down with the sickness
I never wear my permanent frown.
I will hold on
I surpass all the danger.
So look at me
Stronger and free
The sun now shines
and the new inner me.
Rap rhymes, kappler,chrystal kaye, poetry, victim of anger
The holidays
You've earned them.
A rest from work, school, or the grind of life.
A day to remember the miracle which we were given..
Loved ones, sweet memories, a brighter future, and then tomorrow.
From solo gigs on Christmas or New Years
To family get-tethers with family and friends..
It's moments that we make, such as these, that our feelings with never seem to end.
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