I Need Attention

Did you hear, She tells them she needs help, it’s only a call for attention, did you not hear, I was needing your attention, whatever attention was or the intention of the attention, what was it for, did you need me to listen, did you want my attention, is that it? The lengths some people go to be heard, just to get your attention, catch your thinking, wanting you to think about them, seeking your attention.

Solomon sighed, the online world was over coming most forms of instant communications, it was simply faster. A friend nudges him, you would not believe what you’d find on the internet, you wouldn’t believe it, the eyes widen, as if the stuff you wouldn’t want to believe was real after all, even though you wouldn’t want to believe it, do you get me, have i got your attention. Solomon shook his head, the only attention you want is on the book of the living, and getting into that needs your attention.

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Imagine It

If you could turn every one with evil intent into a babbling fool, just imagine it, their mouths pouring our dribble, imagine it. Solomon was recalling the story of old, the power of Great Spirit, the power the Child Jesus was gifted with. Casting out demons was on Solomon’s mind, the grudges, hatred, resentments that so many carried and found an opening at the wrong time. At least with alcohol you had to consume it first before you went on the rampage. With the silent resentments and hatreds stored within, (good reason or not, experience or what), once the topic was raised, accordingly, the partnering feelings rise with it, those deep seated feelings and anxieties, boom, the explosion, touchy feely they say, they being friends, they being polite. Imagine it, God Most High, who has heard it all, waiting for mankind to mature, the way a farmer waits, for the plant to give it’s full potential, imagine it, waiting for the day, when they would all realize that today was the day everyday, not the baggage you brought with you everywhere, smile, amen.

Mugabe

Are they serious, he reminded himself of the cries twenty years before, the tyrant Mugabe, and the way the country was thrashed, even his Mother was afraid of him, thirty seven years later, a long time to wait for redemption, in the meantime, given credit by the religious authorities, what would Jesus say about Mr Mugabe, well, he was not going to go into that. The individuals who kept him in power object to the wife taking over the estate, meanwhile off shore, the wealth stolen from those who had to endure famine conditions almost, remains his. If anything, it pointed out the real reason for the existence of the off shore fiefdoms. Yeah, they were coming out with Spin, we have standards about where the money is coming from, and we are under the tutelage of the recognized banking establishments, the very same ones who set up the off shore fiefdoms in the first place, rather cute, Robert Mugabe, the Great Greek theft before the fall, the arms traders, and whoever else, all doing their business in the same off shore toilet, rather shitty.

Solomon encountered the Real Spirit, and ever since that day, he had a rule, write it. Yes, we can re write the entire mess, it is up to us all to put our minds to it. amen.

Can’t Afford it !

We can’t take him in, she was adamant. James comes home with an elderly man, he’s ragged in appearance, has done it once before. Jane is not sympathetic, she looks the old man over, wonders where they would be safe, where the locks of the inside door are. Her eyes rise up to meet James full on, what are you doing to me, we can’t afford this.

If you let me stay I’ll clean the place, Jack is not impressed by the token words, well meant, but Tony can’t look after himself, he’s got the ageing disease, and friends are few, why me wonders Jack, as he heads for the kitchen, coffee on his mind for his elderly friend, and hopefully some peace of mind for himself.

She screams at the boy, alcohol moves the emotions, he cowers, the five year old, covers his head, is worried about a blow he might receive. The friends look away, it’s a party after all, besides the child should be in bed, but the music woke him, so he comes down, weary eyed, and worried, Mammy didn’t want her possible new boyfriend to see him.

Witness, witness, put a line through it and forget you saw it. The report is another call to the arms, the youth of the district are being assaulted in every way there is. The local dealer has a hold with the police that

Edgar hoover would have been proud of. The pay off will be a few days peace, if they ever decide to act on the intelligence anyway.

Witness, witness, did the birds know something we didn’t. Solomon recalled the dream, he was above the bed, looking down, he see’s a shell break open and then a body emerge, are we all birds, are we born again. A wry smile, he’d experienced that already, amen. Can’t afford to know the truth, you can say that again.

Are you worth it!

seriously, you can’t be, you don’t mean what you say, nobody could, am I worth it, do you think your buying me dear, he has a fierce gaze, she is looking for a slave, another to add to the thousands she already owns. The eyes are intense, the captured, the bounty of war, is being sold off with all the other possessions of victory, the mercenaries wont fight again unless they are paid, and a young man is worth ten years free labor, should make a price, I’ll take she says, while jabbing him with a spiked stick, he reacts, but the chain around his neck holds him in check. I’ll train you she says to herself. She has broken the spirit of many strong men, not forgetting the women and children she bought down through the years. Rome, you got to be joking, this is downtown Manhattan.

Thank you for calling our help desk, please hold, a sales assistant will be with you shortly, slaves waiting, the whole darn world, waiting. Solomon sighed, he wrote the story of the Holy Spirit so often, and then changes, divine, it was not the usual way to spend a life, should have been fleecing them online, selling all sorts, whatever, but then again, who could he complain to, if it all went pear shaped, only the One who sent the Great Spirit, and there was no escaping that, are you worth it.

Our thoughts maintain the world, but turning them into wise actions is the one essential, Solomon recalled the words of Jesus, 2,000 years old, but alive, God resides inside you, are you a good neighbor, amen.

Sacrifice

Silent is the land

via Silent is the land~by Tom Owen — OUR POETRY CORNER

Pass in on

She screams and screams till she can’t scream at all, she is practicing for the roaring Olympics, winners get to pass on their DNA. The habits we acquire, each generation has it’s traits, it began with the time of Jesus, when he brought the Spirit into the world, I hear you he says, who needs laws, hasn’t religion divided us for too long, the wars that are fought to express it, our point of view. Why you can’t live without it, it’s very simple, do you want a world controlled by strongmen and those who crave

power, or do you want a world controlled by love, i.e., the way an average home used to be, a sanctuary.

Solomon heard the arguments, and the way the law of the jungle was rolled out to appease argument, same law and mindset, that helped end the life of many premature babies, they won’t be strong, they will be a burden to you, they won’t live fulfilled lives, the assortment of arguments, and the best of all, it’s your life after all, pass it on, it’s your right. Well, Solomon had the news many didn’t want to hear, The God of Heaven is real, and life is a gift, pass it on before you get distracted again.

There’s a line of coke on the table dude, hurry up, nice view he thought, who needs God!.