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Based on the contest at One Stop Poetry and the Photography of Scott Wyden http://scottwyden.com/
Some monks pray
Some monks dance
Some monks drink
All monks hope for a second chance
I have played all
kinds of funny games
Been to all kinds of places
Called all unkind names
The thrill of the chase
The prospect of romance
is rarely expressed in thudding crashes
More often expressed in dance
Here comes tango
There goes hip hop
Ballroom dancing for the propah
Disco dancing for the lower crop
This monk got grace
It helps he has style
For very soon he will start sweating
Because he has not practiced in a while
While the forbidden and elusive
Pleasures of the flesh are often the downfall
Of talented men who began to crawl
Dancing never killed anyone
and no one got killed dancing.
The wars the fights and the peacock struts
Have continued since mankind begun
Choose your arena, choose your weapon
Dancing shoes or the barrel of a gun.
Music heals what people hurt
Poetry steals what movies covet
Paintings end up hugging stony walls
But dancing above all is in the moment
Transitory like a flutter of a piano sheet
Dance now or forever hold your feet.
I thought she dropped from Heaven
But all she did was leave
Broke my heart and my credit card
Left me wondering which one to grieve
I thought our time was special
We shared some mystic divine ties
It turns out I had been blitzed
By 140 pounds of sugar speaking 300 pounds of lies
Still life is okay
Fools have to learn
Poets have to write poetry
Even when nagged to pimp out and earn
Awesome used to be an adjective
It is now a proper noun for some
We dont care we wont change
We just sing and hum.
Every revolution needs a poet.
Every poet needs a revolution.
Every bird needs a branch to sit.
Every tree wishes for some birds to meet.
Every hacker deserves some respect.
Every corporation needs to pay its bills.
Every scumbag was once a human baby.
Every baby will grow up to do atleast one horrible thing.
Forget and Forgive.
Let it be and let it go.
And if you cant forget, forgive then fight
Will each cell in your brain, each sinew in your fingers
Kill all the killers if you cannot forgive the killing
Hack all the servers, tear them root by root,
if you cannot forgive the deceptions.
Violent begets violence,
be aware and beware.