Im glad I knew you before
before the way you are now
Ill proudly say to them
when they ask me
they weren't
he wasn't
she wasn't
always like this,
I know
I knew them
Before
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
Fishing Hole
Some place quiet
peaceful
Preferably
I would like to
Walk
Or maybe
Ride a bike there
If I have to drive
I think too many people might know about it
It has already become too popular
Its purpose
The reason I would have went there
has already been defeated
I'm not trying to give an impression of exclusivity
Sometimes
I just want to be alone
In a place where
I can take a book
Read for hours
I can take a pen and note book
Maybe my laptop
Write for days
I'd bring my headphones
Or
Listen to nature's symphony
A radio would be too much
Too loud
Not something I would want to carry
I won't do what I did to my last one
One became two
Two became a few
A few
For me
Became too many
I won't tell anyone
Ill just leave a note,
Gone fishing
Be back
Sometime between
Now and Then
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Saturday, May 19, 2012
I was never here, you assumed I was
You think you can define me
Your name must be Webster
Blanket statements
I have more than one gear
Multiple settings
Complex configurations
They are not for you to
Tamper and tinker
With
They'd be simple
If you asked
They'd be simple
If I told
You assume much
Based on
No observation
No study
No inquiry
You assume much
Based on
Someone else
I continue to
Do and be
Me
While you remain confused
Surprised by my actions
Baffled by my words
Perplex by my expression
Since you won't ask
Since you assume you already know
Ill only say
You never saw me
You only assumed you did
You never heard me
You only assumed you did
You never knew me
You only assumed you did
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Thursday, May 17, 2012
Shallow's Love Letter
What I lack in
Monetary means
You
By far
Lack in depth of soul
Your mind is filled with emptiness
Who slapped whom
On that (so called) reality show
How to tell
Real designer labels
From
Fake designer labels
The possessor of everything new
Until a newer one comes out
Regardless if the old new one
still
works just fine
The finer things in life are always expensive
The worth of a man is ALWAYS told by their clothes
Or
The car they drive
Or
The neighborhood they live in
Shhhh
Don't say this out loud
Even
The darkness of their skin
Or the region their grandparents came in
Yes you
You'll be young forever
As long as modern medicine can help it
Yes you
You'll be forever in
As long as you keep company with a certain type of crowd
Agree with the thoughts of a certain few that claim you as
But not really
Kin
Loved by many
You are
Hated by more than what you think are few
You are
What about you
If and when you ever
Seek reflection
Look for me
Sincerely
You
The you
You forgot about
The you
That got you there
The you
That you left here
The you
That keeps you up at night
You
I am
But
I don't think you'll understand
You
Haven't been
Me
In a long time
If you saw
me
I wonder
Would you recognize
All that you try to hide
All that is
You
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Monday, May 14, 2012
Observations Of A Hypnotized Mind
I don't know if you know this
But
I've been
Watching and thinking about
You
Not in a
Crazy
Stalker
Way
Even though seeing you
My mind does tend to fade
Off into a
dream
I think about you and I
Being ridiculous together
I think about you and I
Laughing at the
Same things
Crying at the
Same time
Climaxing at the
Same peak
You and I
Would be like
a saxophone and trombone
Our duet
They would study and call it
Legend
Timeless
All this
We haven't even got past the sex
Sigh
I should tell you this
I know you've noticed me
Watching you
Maybe ill wait
See what
You
Want to do
Let
You
Be the first to say
I don't know if you know this
But
I've been
Watching and thinking about
You
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Discernment
I see truth in your mouth
Tell me
Liar
Does it burn your tongue
Is it spicy like a thousand peppers
Does it make you want to vomit
Tell me
Liar
Why is it that
I see truth on your tongue
Was it a secret you overheard
Did you torture the soul of someone honest
Did you kill someone virginally innocent
Whom did you steal it from
Why do you desecrate it
Placing it in your foul mouth
Liar
Tell me
Why is there truth on your tongue
How is it that you can even pronounce its syllables
The hollow that houses the rotted
Cursed cadaver of flesh
You call a tongue
Has never shaped its self to produce the subtle tones
Nor has your mind the ability to comprehend the nuances
only known to truth.
In the mouth of a
Liar
I see
Truth
My eye and ears
Must have
turned against me
My mind
Must have
gone
If you
The Liar
Are capable of truth
What are they
The Believers
To believe
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Thank you
To all of you that take the time to read my poetry, comment, like, or dislike. It means alot to me that you have taken your time to read my work and I do humbly appreciate it, again i say,
Thank you
The Wells Twins
It was always
Complicated
With you
Wasn't it
You
Were that one that always
Did that one thing
Drove me crazy
Nobody ever did it before
Nobody ever did it after
You
Were the only one that
Could go straight to that spot
Drove me crazy
Nobody ever did it before
Nobody ever did it after
Yeah you
Where the one that
Knew all
the right words
Nobody ever said them before
Nobody ever said them after
You
were that one
That I wanted
I never wanted anybody like that before
I never wanted anybody like that after
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Friday, May 4, 2012
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Muad'Dib
Cognitive dissonance
Its not a
Conspiracy
But more like an active
Realization
Of lies
Hidden in the sun
Truths known
Yet never told
How the artist that made
lady liberty
Designed her holding broken chains
Intended to symbolize the freedom of all the people
Today
They lay at her feet
Where most can not see
Where most do not know they are even there
How Kemet was never Egypt
How Hippocrates went to one of The first known schools of medicine
founded by Imhotep
1000 years before Hippocrates was even born
Today
Hippocrates is called
The father of medicine
Imhotep is called
The evil movie monster
The children
Are taught to have
Strong backs
Healthy hearts
Slim trim frames
While their minds are
Institutionally
Malnourished
While their souls and spirits are
Intentionally
Broken
While any creative spark
That can not be
While any creative spark
They refused to let be
Commercialized
Is quickly
Spat upon
Till snuffed out
Cognitive dissonance
So what is shown to you in the mirror
Is not what your eyes allow your brain to see
Cognitive dissonance
Repetition of half the truth
So when the whole is told
They call it a lie
Cognitive dissonance
There is no need to hide
There is no need to for secrecy
You don't want to know
If you did
You still
Wouldn't believe
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Genesis 3:22
I don’t ever want to know
Everything
There would be nothing new
The joy of learning would be lost
The wisdom gained from experience
Would have no use
What would be the point of diving to the depths of the ocean
What would be the purpose of jotting the expanse of space
If I spoke every tongue known to man and beast
All knowledge would be memory
All information would be recollection
If I knew everything
No one would need share
No one would need to smile
I don’t ever want to know
Everything
I would like there to be people
(if only a few)
That know vastly more than myself
I would like there to be places still undiscovered
Immortal to time
Places that spit
Spitefully
At the presumptive name of progress
This is not a blissful ode to ignorance
This is not toast to stupidity
This is me saying
I don’t ever want to know
Everything
Knowledge
Is
Power
The one that knows the most
Controls it
And no one man
Should ever know
That much
No one man should ever think he
Is not
man
©Christopher F. Brown 2012
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