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In the Shadows Again

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           In the Shadows Again

In the shadows again
And the world-renowned answer is being questioned.
I’ve tried to stay in between the lines….
But life draws many curves.
For the rubber and asphalt, twist and twine, indefinitely.

In the shadows again
And I do not know why.
What happened to the Gods?
They are supposed to protect me?
Hades, Satin, whoever is in charge….
Is responsible for the ancient tongues
Who will save me?
Who is the African Jesus?

These shadows….
They still fade in and out.
But the bats have formed a mysterious halo in the sky.
And both demons, rest permanently upon my shoulders.
And at the present time I cannot say….
If I truly want to go the right way

Spring lies before my feet.
And a beautiful gift called love is what I seek.
However, groundhogs usually postpone the beauty.
And during the winter, pansies and snapdragons are the only flowers that bloom.

In the shadows again
In the shadows forever?
Am I meant to be locked in a cage?
Is freedom only a dream?
It’s hard to see black trees.
It is difficult to view the light inside individuals.
When the absolute truth is kept inside a poison jar.
In the shadows….
And the shadow’s inside me.
Reflecting outward, from my eyes.

All you have to do is look.

Robert Alexander Deason          Peace

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I’m Only Human

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          I’m Only Human 

I’m only human
Not a saint
I am the everlasting friend,
But not divine, magical, or prestigious in anyway.
While I seem to be a prodigy
My nature and my purpose are rooted within the middle class.
And my soul is natural.

I’m only human
And I’m looking for the one
Who will stand by me through the storm.
Whether it be brewed in the hottest fires, or in the swiftest waters.

I’m only human
Though I’m compared to angels
I never discriminate against different races, cultures, or the times.
And I charismatically resemble the son.
I’m only a being, that which is human.

I’m only human
Not a saint
And I’m looking for the one.
While I charismatically resemble the son,
My soul is natural, and I am natural.

I’m only human!

Robert Alexander Deason          Peace

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In the Shadows

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          In the Shadows 

In the shadows I weep
In the shadows I seek
The doorway, the world-renowned question, and the answer,
To the tiniest of details
And how to stay in between the lines

Inside these rotating shadows . . . . . .
The voices of mythical and divine legends can be heard
Screaming, and moaning, in their ancient tongues
Trying to possess me, trying to curse me, trying to entrap me so . . . . . .
That all will leave me
Thus, love is no longer an option,
But a thing of the past, that never was.

These shadows, they come and go
And life seems so full and cleansed when their gone
But at the present time I cannot say
That I truly feel that way

I feel their presence. Can you?
I sense their season has arrived
I also wait for the final charge
Because then the light will die,
With no chance of being rekindled

In the shadows, fear overtakes me
In the shadows, one drop of blood can be heard,
As if it were reincarnating itself
Again, and again, that one drop
Hope still exists, but it’s fading
Ever so slowly
For in the shadows, where is love?
As I R.est I.n P.ain

Robert Alexander Deason         Peace

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