Thoughts On Influence and Ability
Daily Danjaruz Deliberation:
No more drama in my life...
Danjaruz Disclosures, Declarations, and Diatribes:
I have so many more important things to think about... I hope folks realize that.
Danjaruz Villanelle:
Thoughts On Influence and Ability…
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Questioning if every lie absorbed by my mind over time is true
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
A nation of millions; at a glance, destinies appear bleak
Shackled to walls, no sign of freedom within our myopic view
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Wars waged between brick and concrete street murals; havoc wreaks
Street soldiers on the corners, desperate for something more to do
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
Walk through doors of holy dwellings, comforted by peace as a pastor speaks
Are we not to be better protected, seated in the red, velvet-covered pews?
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
We turn to those innocents. A return to innocence we seek
While exploring abused sexuality; yet find that their numbers are few
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
In gracious piety, I utter words in dark closets; blessed are the meek
Burned by need to be more like, existing in fear of…You
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
No more drama in my life...
Danjaruz Disclosures, Declarations, and Diatribes:
I have so many more important things to think about... I hope folks realize that.
Danjaruz Villanelle:
Thoughts On Influence and Ability…
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Questioning if every lie absorbed by my mind over time is true
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
A nation of millions; at a glance, destinies appear bleak
Shackled to walls, no sign of freedom within our myopic view
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Wars waged between brick and concrete street murals; havoc wreaks
Street soldiers on the corners, desperate for something more to do
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
Walk through doors of holy dwellings, comforted by peace as a pastor speaks
Are we not to be better protected, seated in the red, velvet-covered pews?
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
We turn to those innocents. A return to innocence we seek
While exploring abused sexuality; yet find that their numbers are few
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
In gracious piety, I utter words in dark closets; blessed are the meek
Burned by need to be more like, existing in fear of…You
My strength evaporates from within, leaving this spirit weak
Seeking peace, listening to revolutionaries speak
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