Saturday, June 16, 2007
The proof that their innocence is:
Winning Made Done
What is it
They wanted
To have won
By supposing
I have done
This poetry sum
As though mine alone
To bear from
This my tome
While they use as excuses
For their own behaviour
Be having no pun
As though my words alone
Could have made them
They their own world's programme run
Spoonerism of the Accusation that Did it
The football players
Was that
A salary cap
I laughed could be
As it sounded at
A calorie sap
But that
Not so funny in me
For earlier the same eve
Purchasing to eat
I was accused by
A feeling only alike
Bursting blood vessels
In my brain
Of my own self
Crossing me accusingly
And indeed so bleeding
Was it myself the coating
Of others selves the active component
My father noting
My sister's success
In accusing me
In my purchasing
Of two things
One was that
She stabilises her own health at
Just that
By accusing me
Of her self
In her belief
Is that I am wrong to
Sustain believing in her
And so thus only
Can she accuse me
But such
Is her only method
Of sustaining herself
Thus proving herself in stealth
In need of what
I wondered at
And now realise
She begged for a salary cap
While the other
She accusing me at
If I turn in the opposite
Direction from against her that
Was a weight watcher's
Package of intolerances
Upon the supermarket shelf
As though
Better I had
Purchased that
Than the tahini I had
With the sour cream
For this is no dream
Both my will to consume
In my skinny craving for fat
For the calcium in to have
So what is it that
My father imagined at
My purchase was
For certainly not what I had
Purchased or not
As this is to have
That the only way
To identify such game play
Is to take it to Hell
As though every accusation
Was perfectly accurate
That this well
Bless my father in Hell
With me for naught but and I tell
Let us wed since
Since
To be sure
Prolonging of childhood
By missing correct marriages
And Wahn the Crow's dis-baraging
Way of the walk
While Eaglehawk
Can I talk
And tell of being yet child of course
That frame of mind
Proven the cause
Of greed in Kabbalah to find
Can each and every
Accusation upon
Any who missed out in correct marriages
Not by their own lust
But only that being accused of
And thus imposed upon
Transform into
That which longer was accused of
By the lettuce hanging
Then out of my mouth
Is the fact proved certain
While the status of children
Eventually marries
Use of Arc of Covenant
Is permanent
As is that
The pumpkin soup was burnt
And thrown out with
The cheese on bread
But in lettuce wed
Is no rabbit savage
Love through Hell will dwell
Those who accuse
Might suggest to you
That your passage to
Forgive
By descending into
Their own fear
As though they can force you to
Find what in God's love benefits you
From bearing their hatred
And then steal of that status
Are those who forget
That every benefit
Can only be
By will known yet
In such a passage
Only in will be it true
Willingly so descending
As a preventative measure
The only sustaining of owning
The key
For arising from eternally
So when they assume
To such benefits steal of
As though you only
Will be who pays of
Such that maybe they ponder
That they need not for long to
Regard that death is to fear
It is only that
Their force upon you
Becomes exactly what
How and why
Their own descend binds
To the eternal true
In you
So we need not cry
But just let them in on
That we are stuck
To their mind too
When our descent
Be willingly to
The cause we work
Eternity through
That no person
Can force any other
Into less than perfection
Without falling into
Perfectly equitable
Retribution
So remember you
To have faith in God's love too
The Monster Pyjamas Dreaming
I learned today
The Dreamtime way
Of lies they spun
To hurt your Mum
Was that her account
Not blessed of found out
They portrayed it as
Though what you had
Was as though she is
Needing be forced to swallow
Holding your Grandmother's terror
Into Her Hell
Of fear of forever
As though you of her also
Before you can wake up tomorrow
Was it a pair of
Yellow pyjamas
Perhaps or associated with bananas
So let me then tell you
Your Mum may well owe you
Only the cost of
As many pairs of
New Pyjamas
As you are years old
Since old trakky dacks
And a tee-shirt or two
At bedtime
She thought might do you fine
So by her will alone
With none who yet know
How to her accurately hold
She will pay you in
As many moments descending
As there are monsters in
Your mind
To exorcise
So fending
For the shayteen ka fa ra father's
But never that yourself might chime
And every only in love's true bind
Of time
The Set up to Nothing But
The set up
They did me
Caused by that
Their number
Did to my son and father
Of confusing me
With another
Left susceptible
A fellow
Who might have rescued us
Such
That he is further now fell
Into the set up well
Than us
But then
When I worked to undo
What they set me up to
And begun before
They thought to
And I learned of the causes
Not by accusing
But waiting with patience
To bear witness to
And who
It turned out right at
The set up was caused by
And what for
Has my work now begun
In witness true
To prove
That such a success can come through
Of the sort that they want to be who
Can claim the merit of my work through
That they ripped me off on that too
The very same persons
But also some others
It is that they are all complicit
Upon one another
Having lied about me
Within the intention
To impose upon me thereafter
What their lies describe I could be
Each wrongly affirming the other
Each ripping me off upon
The basis wrong
Of my work to escape from
What their own misinformation
Had set up to seem to be what I might have done
But so many times
That there became nothing left of mine
Until they ripped off also
What they set me up to
Now also so many times
That the problem here to
Is well known about
Yet will I ever shout
Never have I acted it out
Nor ever could I
While that there are nightmares of
Which folk suppose is me
Is that it is only my stolen vanity
While in my mind
The nightmare
Is only that black empty mind at night
While I sleep tight
My will filling those others who seek to know right
In my will to prove
I did not
But neither did anybody
Else really want to so do
Forgiving that Hell
Forgive
By descending into
The pits of what those you forgive fell to
So as to lock the wrong down there
That we arise thereafter
Cleansed here
For love in everywhere
And cleansed so
Our mind's will
Only what is in God's love fill
So then
When
This they realise
That their interest
Is permanently bound to mine
And that their own way
Of counting by pushing another
Into guilt that they
Notice being existent
And only fear in themselves
Of to bear with
As well to fear of
Is that they constantly disprove
The advantage they imagined
In withholding information
From you
About what it is that they suppose
Might be your advantage too
If only you knew
When by not knowing
The advantage they imagine
Do you take their retributions imagined
Within God's love knowing
And so
They put out
More and more frequently of
What it is that
Their advantage is upon
Such that
That imagined advantage
Is constantly diminishing
By each and every of us
So let in upon
By their forcing the idea of
The sin in
Upon us
But
That they don't know
Which way we take it though
Unless we tell of
In which they can't believe true belong
Is that every advantage
That ever could have been
Is permanently fixed
In what Allah alone has seen
They who are not Us
They are who but
Is that they are not us
But who then
And why are we not them
Might only be
Of debt imagined
For one set of folk
Are who do to imagine
The other set in their debt
While that other set
Are who
Tried too long to refute
That their own debt
Might have been
That of paying
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