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Pause the guns

So much to be done in a small human space,
such turmoil within, without disgrace

If all that conformity needs us to be
a shingle in the roof that reality

Requires, to shelter us from rebels that fall
like plummeting lead shot, molten in balls

From within the time-ticking eye, we call sanity,
Pause for a while and think on it all

Were you wrenched from the womb to subsist?
or did you come, willing traveller, answering the call

To thrive, more than exist?
Caught in a madman’s' vision of pain

Don't let custom overwhelm, nor haul you
from that simple miracle, you became-

Nor believe the fraught voices, without, within,
you have nothing at all to explain

Just this thought: be good, at what you do,
and are - pure, gentle, lost but humane.

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its laden with thoughts.

Alid

May the guns stay paused permanently, both those inside, and those outside of us ;) - Just a little meditation. Love your avatar pic by the way, is he/she Wing Chun?

Take care.

Chris.

Chris Hall - Tasmania

Grossbooted draymen rolled barrels dullthudding out of Prince's stores and bumped them up on the brewery float. On the brewery float bumped dullthudding barrels rolled by grossbooted draymen out of Prince's stores.

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No, its silat. (I believe the martial art originates from the malays during the sultanate era.

Alid

It's an interesting topic and a region where history is often overlooked.

Thanks.

Chris.

Chris Hall - Tasmania

Grossbooted draymen rolled barrels dullthudding out of Prince's stores and bumped them up on the brewery float. On the brewery float bumped dullthudding barrels rolled by grossbooted draymen out of Prince's stores.

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I agree with the every sentiment expressed in this poem. Well written . Regards Roscoe

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

Always good to hear from someone who's seeing/understanding the same things unfolding in this mad world..

Thanks.

Chris.

Chris Hall - Tasmania

Grossbooted draymen rolled barrels dullthudding out of Prince's stores and bumped them up on the brewery float. On the brewery float bumped dullthudding barrels rolled by grossbooted draymen out of Prince's stores.

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