"Destined Minds"

HATE

Hate will make you bitter
from the inside, out

Hate will make you whither
for all the lies you spout

Hate that once your friend
will bring you to your knees bitter end

Hate will become your enemy
for all of your complacancy

so quickly remove the garment
let your heart breath the light
remove the darken sackcloth
and let the evil flee from sight

HATE, HATE, HATE,
I hate, wicked tongue of evil state

HATE, HATE, HATE
I hate, you with a vegence

that my wickered heart remorses not
and my hate I cannot relent for I despise
all you stand for - for I am nothing like you.

My wickered tongue will not relent
till my appetite is satieted in your demise
and though I spout as truth, fools will believe my lies

fool the wicked woman of hate
did not see the end of coming
and her one true friend of truth
did not raise a finger to yield
loves saving grace

and so the friend standing at Heavens door
began to sob the silent sobs
they soon began a streaming roar
as this frightened soul realises
that hate was not a friend

Maree Long
(c)Maree Long 2008

FOOTNOTE: This piece was written after witnessing
a severe spate of trolling and harrassing - I have never
witnessed such unrepentant hate so rampant as others
joined the bandwagon. And not one of her friends
tried to reign her in whilst yet others gladly joined in.

A true friend will not let their friend hate so
turning a blind eye but with compassion and conviction
let the friend know they have gone astray...

Bitter Sweet Taste

the dark side of chocolate
is not seen , nor is it heard
nor is felt on this side of the world

the dark side of chocolate
can you see the milk beneath my skin
from the beatings?

while I am alone and begging for food
as sugar coated travel to Cote d'Ivoire
enforces my enslavement

while you are cosy in bed
enjoying your sweet confectionary
I am working from 6 in the morning

and while you dine in your restaurant
ordering the finest chocolate desert
I am still working till 6.30 at night

so systematically my mind enslaved
my body and spirit destroyed so that you
can give your children chocolate with toy

and so while you argue over semantics
my heart continues to be enslaved
over the price of profit of cocoa

the dark side of chocolate
is not seen , nor is it heard
I am but a silent breath on this earth

that will not pass this way again
and you will turn blind your eye
and willingly open your mouth

to receive the delicious sweet chocolate
as I receive the beatings with no
mouth to speak for me.


Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008


http://www.american.edu/ted/chocolate-slave.htm

WHO LIVES HERE?

Who lives here?
whose presence filled these rooms
who's joy and laughter once rang
out the melody of life?

Who lives here?
whose calm filled thou with peace
who's every breath was sweet
to the ear of thine heart?

Who lives here?
whose vibrancy lifted thine spirit
who's the one that gave all of them
refreshed as spring?

Why is the room empty?
where has it's heart gone?
why does the dust fall and thicken?

and who is it that we recognise not?
who's being crouches in the corner
of the room and shelters their head

from all that look on?
dare we call the name that we once
remembered and see if this spirit

will rise and take it's former state?
dare we hope to see a glimpse of the
warming smile that cared for us?

the face that knew us well cannot be
seen and remains shielded under sackcloth
and shoulders slumped and weary

who lives here? I scarecly remember me not....

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

GOING DOWN

down down down going so far down
the rungs on the ladder loosed my grip
and like Alice in Wonderland I fall
further to the ground

spiralling I am overwhelmed unable
to grasp for leverage unable to gasp
for air and sunlight looks so far away

and all the while the cheshire cat
smiles not caring which way I fall
for it matters not which way I go

for there is only one way down and
only one means of escape but am I
late and will the Queen of Hearts give

reprieve or will the joker mock my
going down and trample upon my
golden crown?

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

YOU LOOK BUT DO NOT SEE

you see the salted tears
but you feel not its stinging

you see my broken heart
but you feel not its aching

and how could you, for you are
are lacking in empathy of man

vile vile emptiness you are
you take up space that is wasted

on you and your children, you
breed a new breed of vileness that

walk and destroy just as you have
done they have learnt you ways

well - and you are not happy with
your life -only happy at days end

of the deeds you gloat about and roll
in it's muddy glory

you are the vileness that walks
and harbors spite - you are the

essence that breathes the stolen
breath of life for you have no

life of your own, you can only
wear the shoes of others and on

you all is ill fitting, you
hobble in our shoes and your

goblin face distorts at the
discomfort but persistent you

are for you have no shoes to
call you own for envy is all

you are - your focus is on the
want of others and you hurt

your children but you do not
care for you will admit neither

you wanton lack of compassion
and empathy and you pat yourself

on the back and spend your days
and devising and your nights

drinking and wasting away your
years of rage for you were

milked from your mothers poisonous
lap of deception and feel not

the end of time that awaits for you
the end of time that will judge

you by the very measure of what
you saw and felt not and then

you will see and then you will feel
and there hopefully your children

will not hear your cries the they
were long time ago saved
.............from your fate

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

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