I did not mean it,
I did not mean to,
I did not wish to
burn my scripts
and lines
but I did, I did it
as a projection of
my own dreary
ways.
Blue hearts to black,
that is the lyric,
that is what I did
with my poetic paints,
So forevermore,
I must bare your witness,
I did not mean to be selfish.
That is Fear!
Fear is selfish,
Fear is the only cruelty.
All Evil stems from
Fear,
and all Fear is from Evil.
All are spawned
of deeds or an ignorant
and fortuitous self.
There is no pride in this past,
but there is a lesson,
there is knowledge.
Its truth not relative,
nor subject.
The opinion of the dregs
means nothing,
but to a smart messiah
it means everything.
It was only to get by,
it was imagined,
it was a mistake but
those mistakes are lessons.
Strength can be weakness.
No apology will do what
needs to be done,
Apologies are only words,
not actions,
what actions?
It was an act
in retribution in
attack and attacks
are out of fears.
Shallow fault and
disposition.
Parchment fall of
the victim’s victim.
There is no more I.
Self of thy in equation,
in the so called
so called
of the cruel social standard.
What is a culture’s construction?
Why be ye cruel world!?
To give birth
to such an evil concept
known as fate,
known as greed,
known as isolation.
Who will hear these words?
Will history?
Will family?
Will narcotic rages?
Will the fate transcend?
What is one question too many?
What more?
What else?
So many narrated floats
and drifts,
Thoughts sworn trumpet
and fluid.
No verb nor lineage
royal or not.
Never tell a child
to prepare for the worst.
Never tell a child
you can’t trust anyone.
Trust and love,
be prepared for the worst,
but don’t expect it.
Patience isn’t fun
but it’s worth it.
No new chapter,
No new story,
I need isolated conscious peace
Humble readings from patience
later misspelled
respelled
and uncast
undue
unwanted
unexpected
unneeded.
Yes each work
lacking flow
piece peace or
piece
Peace’s repeated
understand.
What divides me from
such drawn and defeated men?
Once self delusion,
now truth,
Personal drawn conflict
in the presence of
or a thought.
Have hope,
victory assured,
conflict,
Oh, indeed a must
is not even
a humble comedy
true comedy
the slaughter of
the gladiators.
Was not a story’s
suffering the reason for your escape.
No more out to
abridge certain lies,
personal delusion,
drink up, you are beyond safe.
I feel victory
is not assured,
it is a guarantee
why escape only
to return,
besides habit.
Do not think
of exemption,
Think of effort,
think of the timeline,
think of escape,
think of every-time
who truth did
sting
but ring beautiful,
I will not end my trance
I will not escape,
prepare and drive,
drift self,
carry on the path.
Escape from these sights
I have every reason to ask
what escapes.
Nothing, witness it,
only witness.
These names slip,
but so do yours,
bare no judgement
this is pattern,
this is habit,
this is what
Thompson was talking about.
Three Thompsons in my life,
my past,
one wise, one crazy, one drunk.
Bare no wisdom,
no true wisdom,
bare no pride
no true achievement,
is old war propaganda true?
Do loose lips not sink ships?
Does not careless talk cost lives?
No true word,
I despise the words
witch,
whore,
slut,
fag,
nigger,
these words burn my tongue.
I renounce nothing,
but i hang my head,
but no guilt
I apologize,
but I have no guilt.
Simply responsibility.
James J Jackson 