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Sa Sa Ra Jun 2012
The Word is Love
Hope Salvation
Fear not
The Time Upon Us
(February 1991)
Auric Prelude of;
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/sweet-child/
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2012
It became so awesome it came to this
If you’ve never heard of the Trojan Horse
Your not into the system, your lost
But to who?
To those that are caught
Who hold the security inside
Not me!

I am Columbus who was to sail off the ocean sides…
I’ve been said lost
But I have found the world outside
I have seen it!
I’ve been there

But for now I am back
To gather that which I may need
Now it’s a hard!
Back down in the world below
You scrape my skin
And rip it too
Oh grueling the pain
It’s my guts that help me stay a while longer
I take it, now I must

It’s those of you who sit and just hold a spot on the floor
Oh but it’s alright
You don’t know any more
Don’t think you understand
If you knew you would have had to been there
I’m not putting you down
This world’s ok
But I cant stay

I’ve seen the light
And it’s too beautiful to keep away!
So for now just let me be
For man has no right to judge
What he has not seen!
And so I left the more certain worlds of childhood in 1974 for a full pair of Ocean's Blowing Blues!!!
Also original text had the line 'I'm a football man stronger' probably after the 'It's my guts' line.
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2012
Before what thief you judge I be
Dare I share what apparent I see
A lie is but a lie is but a lie
Yet out of Garden, Heart and Mind
Four truths of lies be
One condemns the innocent
While another keeps guilt hidden
Which gives birth to swords…
That protect the innocent
And condemn the guilty
That’s what war is good for
To destroy denial
And ultimate deception
‘To do what has never been done’
And ‘Win what has never been won’
That the deserving have
What they have already won
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2012
Did you not take my breath away

The one gift
you can not give
and still stay

Tethered born
from belly
connect
and belly torn

Did I not thrive for life
suckling sure
gulping love
sipling strife

Were we not
all apples
before what eyes

Before the fall
of yours
and mines

Sorry apples
nuts and rut
would ***** come
poured down
the thriving throat

What is regurgitating
other longing
re urging
swallowing
submerging

To diaphram
disruptive
falsely claiming
urgent distractions

What is to liver
becomes malaise
all jibberish

Shoot me
some adrenal-ish
before i get in
or get out
of that monster
fish

Fry me
in your pan cre-ole us
to the suet of your filet
digest me
your way

Something in this burpling
will no longer
pass thee usurping

Hick upped
or gassing passing
selling poses
of the sweeter
smell of roses
After the kickoff of 'Dubbed Drumming':
This, a punt!!!
July 10th, 2012

The Kickoff!!!
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/dubbed-drumming/
Sa Sa Ra Jun 2012
Safe from stormy icy cold
from stars sheltered too below
a wish I am
to my captive be
all this thou provideth me

The ice breaker tows us in
sweet lies lavished
beneath our skin
mothered
fathered
dear!!!

Dear ravaged
bitter sweet
lovingly deceived
tucked into sheets
from teddy bear
to milky squeezed
thigh soothing
the life that's oozing

**** a doodle
screeching out in fright
of little egg
earnest yearning
heeding calling
of thee other will
spontaneity
river spawning

No time for times sake

Not a one
would be
mistaken

Only the shrunken
fear forsaking

Run hare run
way out
out
beyond sight
of the knowing
knowing though
scent lingers
in the nose
of the tortoise
and tortoises
whom are stalking

Run run
has gotten far
hid from heaven
spinning faulty
stars heathen
tales of yore
which simply
just keep moving

But delight
is
a wedding cake
in a heart
you can see
taste
taste the spin
of spinning me

Dance too
to the rhythms
and beatings
of sticks
****** quick
to the depths
of your last breath
of the last breathing

Our hearts
the rhythm

Ones soul

The beating
of skin

On our drums
Yes my kick off piece here on Hello Poetry!!
As dated on;
June, 10th, 2012

This the follow of a punt!!!
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/lost-vagus-nerves-reverbing/

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