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Deciding Embers Vol.4, 12.31.23

“Are You A Kind Person”

Are you as kind as you remind, Others to be, as you’d like to see, In a sickening world quickening Towards fleeting packed offshore meeting Romance might be a flickering chance Held gestated as a butterfly stated Wish upon the star, oh fairy, fairly far

Wish well and goodbye, sweet blue butterfly How sweet the lies of love, so tender is its prize Guised in gossamer, gentle gossiper do not open your eyes Kindness is kinship, won with bread, beer, and casual quip Do you offset the hurt that you get When the world, oft uncaring once again hurled Troubles your way, did you bob or did you sway? Lost amongst bullies who act with disregarded ease Fare you well, against the hell Found in fire amongst fellow man, to tire

What choice will you take, as you wake Each mirthful morning beneath these puppet-strings Slow to snip, painful fuel from eyes drip Drop to the ground and towards the sky-form mound Liar, oh liar, the world is on fire Sing it so softly with words that are lofty Grieve with the weave of the world sift-sieved Believe if you will that the truth need not instill Harm upon hearer, upon listener inching nearer

How do you give deeds, that the world sorely needs As spars for a bridge, stones over the ridge? Make of yourself a brick, set in streets or towers that trick The world into ticking, tocking, clocking, world rocking March towards some end, how far such words can send A man to their grave, a child to save Are you as kind as you once brightly shined Glistening son, defy even the sun Obey thy father’s rules, grounded pretty fools Grow to such form, blood beating, red-warm

Why do you choose this, this act others miss? Kindness is foolish at best, a grievance to test Oh, maker, taker, liar, waker, faker A lie is easy said, do not to cold truth, yourself, be wed The gears spin on, grinding-greased to wide-mouth yawn Spread the sickness, so easily the world’s a rotten mess No rest nor sleep shall remedy this reason to weep Nor tears can make amends to rectify this haunting fear Approach in like, and kind; certain in your mind Reach out towards butterflies blue, as stars for wishes not yet true By your hand to make it so, even if the answer refuses to show Go and grow your body into home, so thoughts may no longer roam

Oh pupa, oh pupil of mine, what is this gaudy and hideous shrine? Cresting the world, from feelings unfurled As the sheets, of the story depletes Fallen to floorboards, striking resonant chords Creak and eke and squeak out a promised tweak Change this tune, and soon Find a crystal chrysalis of truth transformed not amiss Wish you may or might, tonight please say Upon these transformations, place desire for generations To come and too, wish, in thanks for this mission Saved by the will of good, granted freely as always we should Be kind, so that the when the world will rewind The world can with fondness, reflect upon this success

Not with sacrifice of who, not worth losing you To succumb, or grow numb To the ill, the weakened will Lift, if you can, this burden called man For the world I’ve left, is sorely bereft Thrift amongst the stones, rubble-ruined thrones From distant watered shores, to nearby chores Waiting for your kind heart, to once again start Beat-beat, beat-beat, what a sound so sweet Are you kind enough to live, chance upon change and give A choice to revel and rejoice Let your voice echo and fragile bright as butterfly’s color show Give yourself chance to remind, to be kind As you can be, and you will see Lie to me sweet and gentle, the morning comes incremental Give salve and save, the waning health the world may’ve Fallen to in short-sighted conflict, conflagrated-reignited

Change with the tide, beneath cloud-cover, do not hide Even as the sickly people wail, steadfast your heart, fail Is the one thing you cannot do, no matter what truths eschew So easily can dream turn, twist from soft loving yearn Into nightmares frightening façade, unfamiliar remains odd Wish, so wish freely, and with plenty ideally Believe and grasp firm, for they wiggle and worm How else can it be made true, without belief and great action from you So might the love be mended, with mirth best unended Believe this sweet lie, to succeed you must try So truth be what it may, you cannot stay safe in today Towards tomorrow, towards health, onto tomorrow is your great wealth The you, you will see, are as changed as can be But you choices you choose, be they kind or lose Sight of what matters above all, the self you proclaim, the self you will call

So I ask of you thus, please do not make a fuss Will the actions you take, from the world that you make Be as kind as remembered, so that your name will be heard Past changes and dreams, that may fester, fallen in seams Package your love, postage-mailed dove Soften the blows, the burdens life throws Upon gentle wings that flap, altering history read in your lap Wick the sickness of your mind, burn the fuel brightly shined So fade as swiftly torch be passed, nothing gold in life can last It is this fleeting, very briefly meeting That will be our prize, our lies To comfort whom we might, to survive the life of night Be you hunter, prey, or pass, shed not the tinted lens of glass Will you be there for others to remind, let always your heart be kind

Through the throngs of industry, cogs and gears that are not free Plagues of loss and doubt, towards the stars, great masses shout Shall we spare the rod, forsaken child, oh, god Make yourself in the shape, of desire from this coil, escape Be it worth the steam and smoke and toil, blood still will boil Burn away the shame and mess, the troubles writ under duress Towns will rise and cities fall, clouds washing over, shrouding kind pall Be it rain, or descending pain Be it rot or ruin, some end must come soon From stories wove, spring most sacred grove What fruit will labors bore, from this, life’s unending chore

Puppet, oh you! Sheltered true self from view Who are you, flutter, oh fly! Do as you dare, as you dare so you die Cry, tight-fisted, the world, they do not know you, as beyond fingers furled Forgive them these actions, these transactions Busybody-business not their own, abandoned all kindness once shown What strings will be threaded, which way are you headed To a place not yet known, when you’re older and grown They do not remember, how such a blight will dismember Disown and disfigure, such processes wound to configure What future so bright as the stars, twinkling as faintly as far’ly as Mars If they held you, beheld you as I, might they recall that soft whispered lie Such a world, a word even shared, as wings mid-flight paired

Soft-spirit fly, twinkle and wrinkle your flight as you try Message in the bottle, vestige in the pot-hole Of my heart, remembered thus again to start Pounding against the rest, inside your chest Will you wear these wings with me, over mountains, over sea? No longer what you were, what I was here to confer Is the story over? Reached epilogue, moreover No longer a conflict, left to impose or inflict Higher you’ll fly to the wishes on high, glistening stars upon wishes do lie Over disease, and clouds who seek to please Out past astral bodies that float, when all else has fallen from the boat Shall pity flourish in your eye, stoic, affixed towards the distant dry You cannot afford half-hearted measure, hard-hearted guffawing pleasure If great change, is in your plan to arrange

When the feeling flees, lost is the last purchase you can seize Before the fall of man, the rise of righteous hand Such are the machinations made, so too beneath the rain; fade Arbit yourself steadfast, should motivity seek to last By your hand and ego, will mountains be made of molehills, although Tiny victories are best afforded, with or without being rewarded Steel yourself with stolen heart, correct the course of rivers torn apart Slow the stream, and hold the dream Tomorrow, is on loan to borrow Make use of precious little time, such revelry is not a crime With one hand wish and other do, see first which one will come true

There exists an order to obey, will you follow, safe and stay Know the rules and which to break, if your life is yours to take And make no error, quiet shall be the roar The cry of liberty, stifled by raucous glee The quo is not one idly changed, more a devil exchanged Follow the rules, play along with fools Outside the lines are cookie cut, shaped as man ought to strut Wishing is a dangerous deed, but precious rare is what you need Let not be petrified by others fear, there hums within you always near A will to live, a love to give Once freely traded on the streets, no vile theft and bruised it greets Hidden sleeves and slumbering, awaits your song to boldly sing What makes you human, all this order as others plan Or will fates defy and fly, upon the wings-blue-fragile try

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