Winning Season

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I’m patient
And there was endless music before you
I recall it played on and on
But I didn’t listen much
And I could get shit done and not hear
Propagandists whining feigned blues
Questioning my faithfulness to the sport
My heart’s whereabouts, my stamina
Like the notes and rhythm were Satan
And I was a modern-day Job
Let history repeat itself if it must

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Hemispheres

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I’ll pretend I don’t know nothin’
You pretend you’ll set me straight
That somehow I’ll know somethin’

You were bid down under
To be taken down under
And be taken with the down under

Only to emerge
Having seen the tapestry
From below and above, in full

You were chosen to taste fear
To digest metal
That your feet would seek magnetic North

I, the storyteller in training
You, the epic tale
We, one mind, two hemispheres

Lincoln Green

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Why if we scream
Are we questioned
Our sanity
Our faithfulness
Our allegiance with true patriots

What of war cries
Of the war crimes
Our eyes opened
Our sleeves rolled-up
Our feet planted where lies cannot stand

When Good returns
To the Empire
Who’ll be kneeling
Who’ll be weeping
Who’ll be seeing that they have no clothes

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Kitty

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Will you be there for me?
You will be there for me.

Will you know what to say?
You will know what to say.

Will you Listen to me?
With your ear to my heart.

In the dark, what of that?
You will reflect my light.

When I hope, may we meet?
You are Hope embodied.

Warrior, Defender

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What is this we say
Words have power?
To send them out as little soldiers
Do we?
Dressed in armor plus tiny swords
Or in humility, altogether naked
Regardless revealing our hearts

When with any thought
Words can heal?
To speak them forth as mighty ministers
Ought I?
What bidding do I demand of them
Or in vulnerability, lowly ask
No matter what I stand to lose

Copper Daughters

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Some of these
Cannot convey just joy
Created and groomed and put on display
Destined
Somber storytellers and hope-beacons
Alike
Unable to deny
There’s reason to smile, to shine
But not fully
There’s cause to rise
But only as high as the least

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The Dark Side

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I cried, how dare I!
I cried over cat food today
How it covered
Her nose and eyelashes
My hands and my vision
How it lingered
The way snowflakes might stay
Were we not dark princesses
Standing at the sink twice today
Cleaning her face and my heart
Hoping that tears and time
Will somehow free us
From the stench
From the mess and disaster
Of our love