Thursday, August 25, 2011

Jail Cell Escape Artist - Adrienne Allmen

Back to my jail cell where my heart’s locked away
Peril faces me square with juxtaposed judgment eyes
Cunning conqueror to underworld manipulations, lies
Feeding poison to my already ill-heart, attempts to induce my demise

Bars so thick and tightly linked, no meager hand of mine could bend
Shut in, taken hostage of, in-part self inflicted, “I got myself into this”
My vision is cleared but was it little to late?
My heart and intuition tell me this is not my fate

I can leave, get free, live without these ties
The feelings of dissatisfaction, DISGUST
DISGRACE provoking a lack of faith
Lending myself to despair needing an escape!

Watching witnesses to heart-aches, disappointments of love and life
Struggle, pain, hypothermia, prostitution, drugs, alcoholism, parental misery
Love: with the slogan “hazardous materials handled here”
Volatile hearts, aches, breaks, awakenings, piercing truths and false-hoods
Combined in a mucus-based pleasantry, appetizer to love

Lingering welcomings, cumings, and re-runnings
Playing in heads while waiting to fall asleep in bed
Day-dreaming of a reincarnation, re-birth, a happiness sea
Pleasant sunshine beaming through holes in the tree’s canopy

Drug dealers, pushers, user, wannabes, sex with exhibitionism
Alcohol, wonder-wall, sea wall, wondering stars
Dimmed smiles, hugs, tongues, hands lending their way to the wise
The one searching for a home, lingering in back alleys on never ending travels

Whispers of faith, spirituality humanity helping one another
Creating hope, love circles, support, tears of happiness
Opening the mind to the possibility of compassion
Reactions to the beauty in the dire, desperate destinations we find ragged bodies in

Lifted spirits, reminded souls of goodness, re-born, re-awoke
Methods of mending, lending, sharing, communities provoked
To take-part, be, settle in peace, breathe, relax, happen, smile
Centre-folds of held hands, mission ties to far off lands
And in-country bans to violence, silence, and volatile ignorance

Paving ways; the poor to rich, rich to poor understand the need to insure
Balances, respect, societal needs met, safety nets and knowledge
Providing power to the ones who do not explore, who keep walls up
Who starve curiosity, stick with a philosophy that hinders the spirit to fly
Move above and beyond our domestic lives

Hope set free
Belief, over take me!
A faith un-ruined, a love burned in
Gates to enter as one life helps another begin
By Adrienne Allmen : New Classic Beauty : http://www.newclassicbeauty.com/

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