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Day: December 22, 2013
Forgiven Not Forgotten
Maggie really messed my mind
I couldn’t focus, couldn’t find
She played with my full deck
The eighties were a nightmare ’cause
I hated all she said, no pause
In drivel. Flippin’ heck!
Such a feeling in my heart!
My first to loathe, an awful start
To hate another person
Hearing her on my TV
Could fill my soul with misery
I had to stop from listening
If only just to stop the tide
Of hatred that I felt inside
So angry at her reason
How could she quote St. Francis when
Her charity was stripped barren
All I felt was treason
That such a one should preach to us
Say she knew because she was
A simple grocer’s daughter
Stripped industry, denationalised,
So many hated and despised
When her minions said all ought to
‘Get on your bikes! Go find the work!’
‘No shysters here! Don’t try to shirk!
There’s work for those that matter.’
Of course, the truth was underplayed
Really it was not relayed
That employment was all scattered
Across the country far and wide
Leave family and home to find
Or else you get no dole
Humble men with working pride
In earnest, they began to fight
To make themselves feel whole
For ethic of the working man
Is so important in their plan
To feed and house those closest
Being called a layabout or worse
Felt like Tories had all cursed
Those who work the most
In Scottish land the hate was great
We felt it. God, we filled with hate
At woman and her peers
I shouted and I walked the streets
Demonstrated, fought for weeks
And months and many years
Eventually I tired of
The hatred fuelled by her because
It drained my spirit so
I stood at last in public forum
Relinquished feelings of all harm
I really let it go
Repentance, no, well not as such,
More preservation for self, so much
Hatred breaks a heart
I let it be and fought with might
Focused on a better fight
We got our brand new start
For now, you’ll see a glimpse of life,
A fragment, just a little slice,
Enough to tempt and titillate.
Any more you wouldn’t cope,
You’d lose all trust and sense of hope.
For now, just watch and wait.
For now, my plans are quite concealed,
Later they will be revealed
When time is ripe for you.
Live it now and have no fear,
My eye is watching, hand is near
For now, your life is true.
For now, my angels guide your way,
Protect and shelter come what may,
All this, a mystic plan.
Revel in the gifts I’ve given,
Portents of a hint of heaven,
For now, no better one.
For come the day all answers lie
Before your mind and inner eye
You’ll know my cause was just.
The truth you’ll see and understand,
I hold all life in loving hand
For tread this track you must.
For now, let doubts be cast away,
Trust my love and, in time, sway
To heaven’s blessed chorus.
No greater plan you have to seek,
It unfolds before you, each day, each week
For now, bow to all glorious.
For now, this gift of life I give,
Receive it well and fully live
In spirit’s guiding orbit.
Be sure of love and light eternal,
The hub, the core, I am the kernel
Forever, your soul’s conduit.
For a better place will still appear,
I’ll comfort you and hold you dear,
At journey portion’s end.
Alchemy, base turns pure,
Be not afraid, instead be sure
For I am your truest friend.
Trying their best to ignore what they feel,
To live in the present, where everything’s real,
Dreams are ephemeral dice.
Knowing that others’ needs must be met,
They sublimate thoughts, attempt to forget
Chances to live their lives twice.
A strange twist of fate to glimpse for a moment
Alternate path that seeks to torment
And prods at the softest of hearts.
She’s just a girl with longing and tears,
He’s simply a boy, heart ridden with fears
And the two must stay far apart.
Recollect selves but dream the sweet dream,
Imagine the moment where nothing seems
Impossible to realise.
Shift back to now,
Reality is somehow more wise.
Never forget, though, that dreams may come true.
It’s strange and confusing but often they do
In the weirdest of wonderful ways.
They sanctify souls that search for all bliss
To know heart’s desire, love’s sweetest kiss,
Till nights’ searching fulfills all the days.