One Word Says it All

When life has got you down, face laced with a frown

Let it go yo, you must produce a sound

Be it a yell yanked from the dank ranks of hell that you expel

Or a scream blasting b*****s back to outer space like a beam

Be it a grunt with the power of a football kicker's punt

Or a groan with a tone that by itself could be a poem, because it speaks of the pain or the anguish through its' drone

Or a sigh, as you let the storm serenely slip you by

Or a laugh at the power of this mishap

Or cry from the crevice of your' soul when you crack

This is that, this is everything that's weighing on my back

I'm not dreaming when I'm sleeping, I'm just praying while I nap

I use like every ounce of energy converting hurting into laughs

Turning burning shacks into golden stacks, in other words holding back

The true thoughts, how they do rot my cot until I fall upon the plot

of land resting below, a shell like surface made of dried up sand

I'm surrounded by crows, froze, so I make that sound

It's not a yelp, it's not a call for help or anything else

It's a poem, but without distinctions, without thinking

Without judgement, not begrudging, not pretentious or selfishly loving 

When I emanate this sound. you will know that I am down

In the Earth Mother rooted like a tree, past the planet

Past the reaches of our galaxy, beyond actuality

Inside every visible particle there's lies dark matter,

Named by the scared with the wallet that is fatter

97% percent of everything is un-kown energy and life

Do you like my poem of words does it cut you like a slice,

Do you think I am absurd

Perhaps, but if you actually heard at least a half the words I have produced 

Then you would laugh, there are no words besides the one residing in this poem

OM

To call this superb sound a word or even sound is counteractive to the power it resounds

Just OM

You can call names, or nitpick, always be right (Which by the way is quite your ego tricking you with spite)

You can be stubborn to the loving, let the nothing effect you

Or just say

OM

and feel the love resurrect you

Or just say:

 mother f****r, f**k you n***a, b***h, your' retarded, just a worthless piece of s**t, "Don't you know anything?"

You'r not in tune with my trivial timeline of frequently fake facts, or equally pointless facets of illusional truth.

Being right is words, argument is words, speaking louder than the crowd so you can shroud us all in doubt is words

Wanting things that bring us nothing that we really need is words, drugs are words, sex is words, sometimes under breaths there's words, plus the action, easy switch to dissatisfaction, 

Words

Action equals words, be it subtle, a rebuttle, just a mutter, or a hug or kiss or cuddle

Be it saying you are down, even thinking you are down, doesn't matter when your actions or lack of actions hold us all down!

These are words, these distractions are detracting from our home.

Peace = Words

Living and Loving= OM

Reviews

[kendra]

This really defines what you know, I'm happy to read about you continuously growing as a person of the earth... OM is what sayd it all :)
I like it!!!

[Apparition]

Om=positivity