Popular Poems About Redemption

Dreams are like sermons from false prophets  
Grasping for that grain of truth
within a mind full of grandeur
 
Indeed, if it wakes me  
I may jot down key words  
around the edges of the current page  
within my bible  
That lays upon the nightstand  
beside the bed  
 
That word; Holy, glaring like a mockery  
So I never close the book, to expose the cover  
to my lifetime sins  
when I'd digress from each commandment
Just to wait and see  
if I get to wake up in the mornings  
 
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Surely there's disorder within each mind
that graces the troublesome human race.

Why, necessarily, would it be kind
when chaos sparks thought all over the place?

The deviltry is in the details
which civilization will not master
when all it cares about are net sales
in the profit margin hereafter.

But chaos and creativity link
in the marbled columns of poetry
where order angels help the devils think
in divine terms of versatility....
prepared to host a devil's every thought
in the glory halls of the polyglot.

You won’t forget me
I am amnesia’s worst enemy

Only here so long
Stand your ground
While we right our wrongs
Eternally

Feed the demon
No more
Only here
For a couple more
Until that wretched shore

So open your soul
Open your mind
What remains here
A thing called life

Only here
For a couple more
Let us live this moment
Before that wretched shore