DON’T THINK JUST R.E.A.D....A Poem by MS. BAByA Cyber poetic RIDEDON’T THINK JUST R.E.A.D....Movement of the pawns CONTROLLED By the next active pulsating statement Gesture Or Facial interpretation All is calculated, none is tested and tried Gliding melodramatically Through the feral unknown Connecting alliances, removing poisonous obstacles All for the sake of preservation Going to the edge of the Universal measurement Of Intelligence: Seeding thoughts by… Relaying adventure publicity Fertilizing; through unanimous transmissions Germination then growth by pillaging A DESIRED reaction Plotting out fields, NO! Worlds of life… An odious movement The discommode of a single variable An intentionally misguided word or phraseology To alter or obliterate or motivate new beginnings The beginnings of an imminent NEW world
DEMANDED
Oozing through The lethargic faces of unknown bodies… Those do not demand attention Or possess the charisma to illuminate change They are completely disregarded As IM.PO.TENT… Having no necessary cause (Only to desensitize or defocus)
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Use (Only to buffer or sacrifice) But having been assigned as damage, The benign collateral type Frigid is a mind “SET” To complete dominance
A non-compliance to NOT fulfill An imprinted mission Helped by the introducing of a new character… As optical senses radiate Meticulous fervor when marked space of epoch Achieved points of self appointed crisis give gradual Acceleration to that which is and has been Deemed success…
As seconds travel and as they grow from the Minuscule points of time To light years and eons of Compilations
So strives the mind’s eye of building Repairing, Transmutations And reconstituting What can be Into What was and what is Into What is never to be thought… It may all seem dismal since this too all can become
NOTHING VANITY REFUSE
Since producing, shifting, and metamorphosing Thought Is being done by Billions And is not singular in nature This can all be revised
By
The smallest improvising An injected impurity A whispered but overheard truth Shall the next text be incorrect to the benefit of an anticlimactic disaster?
Or
Do the sounds of the sonorous syllables lull senses To become soothe and satiated Ignoring the messages being amplified This is the Complete mix-mash of What is A Mind Master Blaster BABy©2011 © 2011 MS. BAByAuthor's Note
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18 Reviews Added on July 4, 2011 Last Updated on August 13, 2011 AuthorMS. BABySan FRANCISCO, CAAboutI am just me, a poet that enjoys words and intrigue...I am inspired by others and love the musing over life...I am poetry...smile. I'm an innovator in the poetry world and am CEO of my own Production.. more..Writing
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