some walk with fear some walk with strength

millions upon millions this path remitts

how we see, what we do,  what we say is our cue

spouting words screaming rants, bellowing pants

making noises as loud as they can; one of them

walking paths so many to choose which way is true

believing knowing it can be skewed hidden ruse

behind veiled curtains creeps attempts to seep

deep crevasse we hide and seek there always

tragic demanding commanding blows in the wind

as it trickles and pours flowing out like river bends

releasing all  that magical call possessed by all

fight we crawl falling down dead standing tall

stead beginning beg bleed red

time stamped says and says

permeates no more past push that devil’s tool

eye to eye survive or die cry and cry

dead was gone now alive time to show

do or die



*LOL i am a poet what can i say* lol i wrote this at 3-28am this morning ..  i want some chocolate .. dammit

Author: Leslie Stockton

I am a Poet it seems. But I am many things this is just a small part of who I am. I write *Love Ballads* and *Erotic* prose. This is my little world you see. My passions are *Art* *Music* *Poetry* *Health & Fitness* *Outdoor Activities* *Fashion* *Costuming* ..etc etc. I am a Leo except the part about being in the spotlight *whispers* my preference is home by a fire. I have many belief’s; like signs, patterns, numbers, colors, everything has an energy you see. All things!! To me anyway. That interaction we experience is a kind of sending and receiving of vibrations to me. The cliche’ ..DARK TO LIGHT applies. We are all connected and share *a something* which can not be defined nor understood in our current state of development. So within my limited brain capacity that is what i have chosen to believe in its barest form. But i follow my instincts and try to be a better human. If you ever met me, well I have been told I leave a lasting impression. May the Verse Be with You. ≧◠◡◠≦✌

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