The Power of Imagination

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The Plague of Ignorance

The Plague of Ignorance surrounds me
A pall,
brackish in its lack of understanding
Who will see
Who will know
And who will then believe

Fortunate I am
that some know the candle
The fierce lux
of an intelligent flame
Coming to full power
for friends
of similar inclination
Friends who know
how to inspire
a nation’s flagging pride
and haunted yearning eyes

And even those who see
Like me
Sometimes are blinded
by the spots
upon my soul
Some see only these
and not the whole

How fortunate I am
that friends
from whom I draw
measures of inspiration
flick the spots aside
And look upon
the whole of my soul and know me

Know me for who I really am
What would I do without you
Great friends
Conquerors of conquerors
Warriors of Reason
Triumphant
over Robots
and Circuits of the Soul

Fortunate I am
that you can see
and join me as we swim
above insanity.

A poem from an NDK Creative Artist poetry collection, Rhymes of Reason.

On Valentine’s Day

I am here for your pleasure
I came here to do
things no other could or would do
With nothing to lose but my life
I came here to give you hope
and freedom from strife
and with words I now blaze a path
that’s lined with triumphs
and banners of freedoms to come and amaze

I never knew I would meet you,
nor hoped to win your fine fair heart
For I came alone with heavy heart
I’d thought been turned to stone
How thankful I am
that you showed me I was wrong
and gave me the strength of inspiration
that’s greater than just being strong

Now you’re just over the hill
and nestled in the valley of dreams
I count you among the stars to come
and plan for your arrival
among true friends full of understanding

Things grow from words you know
It is the language of thinking men and women
Many come to know me now
They chase my thoughts across white fields
of truth, hope and beauty
and this is but the flurry before the storm
That storm is coming now
Soon it will be here
Angry and afraid
Then we will need your bright free fiery spirit
armed with melody and message to melt the toughest heart
Oh yes! We’ll be sore pressed
without the power of your tones

Forget the battles of old that passed between us
and only learn the lessons for they were fought to teach us
how to play the game you always knew you should win
Now Liberty’s sister Victory holds her banner high
Furled it is, but ready to stream across the sky
The one that reminds me of the beauty in your eyes
I am here
I know how to put an end to fear and fury
I would not say it, were it not true
For I cannot lie to you of past, present or futures
that present the possibilities of choice for you to grasp

There are miracles on offer
I swear upon my honor
though they be for everyone
They’re especially for you
I came here for your pleasure
No matter the cost
All is never lost
For you always have the freedom to choose
the consequences of your decision

I am here
an open book of dedication
despite mistakes that would have broken lesser men
I write them away
I right them with my pen of action
and the keys that tap technology
more powerful than any sword
Words of reason for the Age that comes full season
Words of passion to fire a soul
mend it, make it whole
Words that’ll span an age
as only timeless truths can do
Words written for you
To tell you this heart
still yearns
for you.

On Valentine’s Day

Embrace

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The Images of the World

From NDK Creative Artist’s poetry collection Rhymes of Reason.

The Images of the World you see
Seem to be imaginary
But when you look around
They’re right there, in your town!

You sit and watch
You call it entertainment
I call it some kind of derangement
That I should give support to these
Makes me wonder if I have the same disease

But no, I don’t have that contagion
For I’ve a better class of imagination
Directed at creation
That’s the way you build
A better nation.

NDK Poetry Collection: In an Articulate Way: Chains of Commitment

Of my own free will
I give you these chains to lay on me
They’re mine to give
to the one who’ll set me free
They’re my chains of commitment
Forged in the fires of heartbreak
Smelted from my Honor
Bonded by my word
betrayed too many times
Every link is a lesson
I’ve beaten from my life
So rust won’t mar my trust

Erosion cannot touch these chains
for they’re cast in esteem
of my own mettle
They are not heavy to carry
For they’re cast upon my Honor
So tether me to you with these sweet bonds
Life’s rough weather will not waste them
For to you
Do they belong

Counterfeit Humanity

The veil is swept over the faces of the numb
A curtain of disruption and dismay blocked out
By the eyelids of darkness and novocaine
Little eyelids propped in front of a lump of grey
Matter pumping blood through vessels that
Could burst at any given moment
A lump that has been washed, scrubbed,
Scratched, scabbed, and hung out
To dry and decay upon the fence of ignorance Read more