There's nothing precarious
About the balance
In which I hang
I have found
Balance
In you
Or rather
With you
And while so much
Hangs in the balance
I'm feeling lucky
Punk
~Asherah
posted @ 9:47 PM
I heard you were an idiot
a fool, a bloody heretic
a man for who a heart's not fit
oh ruler, oh empowered
I don't believe you have no soul
that compassion doesn't soon extol
its blessing on a heart so cold
oh ruler, oh empowered
in fact you are of my race
you occupy this human place
so another conclusion I must face
oh ruler, oh empowered
what sweet sorrow fills my breast
when I understand at your behest
thousands die and thousands rest
oh ruler, oh empowered
that someone of my human kind
could play as if they're dumb and blind
with death warrants by the thousands signed
oh ruler, oh empowered
upon the bank of a foreign river
you who god shall soon deliver
from obfuscation, lies forever
oh ruler, oh empowered
tis not your weapons, swords of might
that help you sleep in dead of night
that morning when we rise and fight!
oh ruler, oh empowered
when upon death's bed you go to lie
a million souls will come to spy
this man who killed and murdered nigh
oh ruler, oh empowered
as the walls come closing in
the death will fall upon next of kin
for how can they escape your din?
oh ruler, oh empowered
history is never "fair"
your story while you're lying there
will be remembered with great despair
oh ruler, oh empowered
when freedom it has loosed our cage
we'll dance upon your rotting grave
no good deeds for your soul to save
oh ruler, oh empowered
-Adetoun
posted @ 2:43 PM
In the damp morning breath of the ocean
Kissing the back of my neck
With the eager anticipation
Of a new lover
In the deep green ivy
Clinging to the bricks
Growing beyond the structure
It has built upon
In the shadow of dark clouds
Not threatening but enticing
Full to bursting... promising
Impending, intense release
In moments of silence
The half second between car alarms
The welcome peace that comes
With unexpected pleasures
I found my sensuality
Here
In the mirror
~Asherah
posted @ 8:53 AM
A dab of gloss
Upon your lips
A slight sashay
With your hips
Hot is an outfit
You wear
Out
Those cute little shoes
Making your legs look just right
Leave you wincing home
Barely able to stay upright
Hot is an outfit
You
Wear Out
The botox injections
Can't lift your sorrow
And even the latest night
Can't fend off tomorrow
Eventually,
Hot is an outfit
That
Wears you out
~Asherah
posted @ 8:38 AM
(
Draft)
Take me to that place
Where the honey drips from the sky
In your arms, in your space
The honey drips from the sky
Show me all there is to see
Open your heart and welcome me
We can watch clouds racing
We can lay content, embracing
Until honey drips from the sky
Anywhere else I'd be frightened
Fortifying the stone wall
That guards my self, my thoughts, my heart
But here with you I want to fall
Like honey
Dripping from your sky
~Asherah
posted @ 8:29 PM
thoughts
i can never take back
stains
that never come clean
tears
i can't reclaim
lost
no chance of being found
wounds that may heal
leaving scars that won't fade
pain that i inflict
for which there is no salve
shatters and shards
in my wake
knowing
i will never pay reparations
i'll apologize
but you will feel sorrow
~asherah
posted @ 11:22 AM
