To Believe

~Is the begining the end before it even began
In words of never again - leaving recessed thoughts
That fade over time, recorded deep in the lost voids
To never again see the insight of pounding fingers.

Oh, rage alive the damnation and the exhileration,
The depth and the height of the writer's plane
That flight that sails so alive to say one exists
On a stream of white navigating its characters.

Oh God, what a special gift is this Uni-Verse within us,
In its miracle of creation with germination potentials
That the mental gardens furrow the lines of rythme
Dancing to say one is alive rooted within divine purpose.

Spring those nails that sail upon keyboards power
That strength of conviction in that De-Termination
That is never enslaved nor conquered into submission
To be cloned into silence of censorhip imprisonment.

To flounder, then sink, into the never ever more forevermore,
To be a placemat to be stepped on by labels set in place.
Where a Country Club exists as a Master Race of superiority
When God's gifts has the birthrights diversity, to believe.

Core that never should be extinguised in the for ever forevermore
Those knees that scrape the ground to bleed onto computer screams,
Even with hackers of abomination that bully with "data" rape
Penetrations in that erasure of Conservatism bearing Galileo worlds.

Oh, the reign that heats Microsoft to steam heat onto blue screens
Flashes that loose a day's words, when hacker preditors slash tired.
That weeping feeling of abuse in being tortured into "thier" conformity
That one can never exist in Liberal Democracy and Freedom's Liberty rights.

Yet, Democracy is not Bush defined under John Yoo terms of restrictions.
You have "To Believe" in the real Declaration of Independence Democracy
Deep within the roots of Liberty that flourishes in those Free Speech rights
Of self expression that radiates the aura persona into enlightenment.

David Lester Young 01/28/11 ©