Have you ever wondered 
Why time never dies?
It seems premeditated
Fabricated
A lie
Which it seems
Is the only immortal thing
Alive
How short lived
Is a truth among us all
Uncertainty
Seems to be king
No matter how small
Maybe lies are the only truth
The only friend we can call
When that sinking feeling comes calling
That a fool has been made of us all
When the realization is made one
That forever never comes
There is no galiant path
Of life nor undying love
There are no geese or golden rings
Nor swarthy flight of doves
But the lie rendered immortal
That must live on in us all
Not some
The lie scribbled truth
That forever sure does come
A fact
Born of legends
Tall tales
And the gestation of hope
Are the threads of many
Interlocking intermittingly
Like a fine silken rope
Which is fitted loose
And fashioned a noose
Because niether in life
Nor the death of self or loved ones
Does that satisfyling stretch
That forever…
Ever come

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~C.B.M  

Each boy and girl possess one of their own
It turns a sad house
Into happy home
With this the caged world
Becomes free thick bars savagely blown

• With stone beheld You can reach past the sky
• Fish sprout wings
• And begin to fly
• Memories invincible
• Thoughts never die
• With this pale dreams
• Beat colorful wish becomes alive

With stone in hand
You might just find
A simple task
Will pass the time
Colors have taste
And sound has rhyme
With this
You cannot be confined
Jack’s beanstalk grows
Young youth go climb
To the heavens surpassed
To meet a giant with fury sublime
Easily slain with youthful design
What power a stone illuminated
For but a fraction of time!

• Paradoxically that’s where cruelty dines
• Table laid straight, food fills its plate
• Its feast, its vittles completely defined
• Is found within cold, stringy, tough meat
• The flesh heaps of time! 

Time will try to steal it while out on our roam
It’s has in it something that  
Time cannot be loaned
Time knows it’s likeness
That cannot be traded, manufactured, or cloned
Without this 
The lines, flairs, and dynamics are seldom shown
Without this
You are a good little drone
Content with shedding tears
Working fingers to the bone
Adults time molested, manifested, eyes made
Jaded dome
Come back to the land
That youth calls home 
Come back to wonder
Powered by your very own 
Incandescent, intricate, and unique
Philosopher’s stone 

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~Emmanuel Njomo Jr.

~By Emmanuel Njomo jr

Up there somewhere
Past where the clouds lie
There goes winged watchmen
The heavens are sly
To mix their agents in 
With the birds flying high
Fates mask, clocks cage
What a clever disguise
What does propel your will cloaked prophet 
So content with the hide
To toil and climb 
So far into the sky
To push through and past
where cosmos and knowledge collide 
Please tell unto me 
If you are so wise
What do you see 
With your perceptive old eyes?

Do your visions juxtapose
With the cool, calming breeze?
Are masterpieces painted
With the strewn tops of trees?
From your vantage we
Man the size of mountains
Can we truly be?
Blessed with such brilliance
And cursed with brevity?
Dear watchers prey tell
Why do you continue to tease?
If you only choose a lonely whisper
Reveal just one mystery
Illuminate this one shadow
Deliver mind to clarity
When we enter the earth
Voyaged by eternal wooden squeeze
Do you bear witness
To a humble soul’s release?

Did you see empires fall?
Did you glimpse death
And the tyranny men saw?
Taste distilled good and evil?
Humanity raw  
Watch the sheep shepherded 
Lead to the maw?
Did you turn a deaf ear
When revolution was called? 
Was effect’s presence felt? 
Or was the sky built as wall? 

Do you behold as man lay his waste?
What image is conjured
Viewing mother earth’s rape?
How easy is it
To overlook purity displaced? 
When scattered fields see death
Blood given its first taste
Do your emotions change like the seasons?
Has worry ever met your face? 

What freedom a bird
It merely flaps its wings
A king in so simple a word
High on its throne
It astutely observes
The Voluptuous Maiden
And all of her curves
Who else forces the sky
To so dutifully serve
Valiantly venturing
Outside of moments occurred 
Flight to where the horizon 
Is so gorgeously merged
The majesty cannot be captured
To dare feeble minds would disturb
To even venture the possible
The worlds great minds must confer  

Watchmen, watchmen please stand tall
Perhaps one day your revelations
Will slow humanity’s fall 
But till then remain up, hopes wings
Guiding, gliding, flowing to rationale’s appall
On your vantage pedestal clasped
So far above us all