My Diary November 2014 onwards

color

Planting

ten brown orbs

with beige whiskers

waiting

for color

yes it is  spelled

incorrect or is it

take the u

out

and I

see

only the

color of I

bigotry

this color

thing

a perception

a prejudice

a pain

black and white

r not color

or is it

speeling

with

spelling

is how

I feel

small boy

in big book isle

looking

at "black" breasts

a forbidden

attraction

mesmerising

a message

from afar

in a fertile mind

little boy blue

who are you?

I am

me

the reply

simple

final

true

do not

be deprived

of color

experience it

dive in deep

let it wash

over you

imbue

your soul

you r but

a hue

of one

color

I

am

Hue-man

ten brown orbs

promise

colour

saffron colour

and

mystical

fragrance

from

the orient

paging through

forbidden

books

looking at

banned orbs

different shades

of softness

alluring

my mammary

exploration

of color

it stuck

I am free

for I

see not color

peace an love be with you

my uncoloured brothers and sisters

may you live forever

in the color

of your soul

amen

doulos

 

 

 

Evil I

Millennia

Changed nothing

to the

evil I

man

is and was

and will be

its own enemy

we created

“Gods”

To blame

We blamed

Nature

The seen

The unseen

We created

Justice

Laws and

Wars

To control I

We gathered

Formed

Groups

Like minded

To empower

The evil I

In the

End

We realise

I is

A creation

Of I

I solely

Is responsible

For

Everything

That

Affects I

So comrades

Compatriots

Friends

Countrymen

Make I

Complete

Compassionate

Composed

Love I

And

I love

Simple

And

The I am

Will

Absorb I

Once more

Peace and love be with you

My fellow I’s, male and female alike

Forever

Amen

doulos

 Daughters

 

 

Gift

I surrounded

Myself with them

Talented people

Gifted people

I revere their work

I soak it in

Absorb

Every last drop

Of beauty

Of knowledge

Wisdom

Insight

Love

An I judge

Myself

I am lazy

Scared

A

Recluse

In my shame

The walls

That surround

Me

Baked hard

By

Insecurity

Fear

Plastered

With insecurity

Bolstered by

A lack

Of faith

Then

Hilda

And

Krissmonne

And

Abi

Come

And tiny

Cracks

Appear

Their love

Laughter

Their

Brilliance

Their

Achievements

Talent

And sunny

Disposition

Widens

Those

Cracks

K<s sweet

voice

A,s unbridled joy

H,s dogged

Determination

I see

Only beauty

My seed

Nourish me

Grow

Me

Sustain me

Break down

My

walls

I am

Grateful

For their circle

Of love

They are

Beautiful

Talented

Successful

Full of

Joy

They

My daughters

Are

Me

Peace and love be with you

My brothers and sisters

And may your seed

Turn full circle

Amen

doulos