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The Will to Power (theory of Frederick Nietzsche) (poem written by me)

Human beings fight and scrape to impose their will to power
Instanteously upon entering the world through birth;
Declaring their entrance the ultimate hour;
They demand to dominate the earth.

Visible in but a mere babe;
Revealed in an infant's wailing cries;
For the pleasures of getting their way;
When vying for their mother's time.

Apparent in a toddler's rage;
When fighting for a cookie or toy;
In the violence they engage;
Whether it's girl or boy.

No means they won't employ;
They will kick, scream and fight;
For a momentary treat or joy;
Even will pull hair and bite.

And as they grow with age;
Some things stay the same;
Their methods are just as dangerous;
They play to win the game.

Who can get the biggest slice of pie?;
Or the cutest date for the prom;
They will even tell a lie;
Or steal from their Mom.

Then they graduate and join the rat race;
Where there are bigger and better prizes;
The lure of fortune and fame;
The masses it entices.

Fancy cars and lovely houses;
Bigger and better play things;
Human will this espouses;
In silver and gold bling blings.

Moving on to even more harmful deeds;
They pilgrimage and rape the land;
For money and greed commit atrocities;
Acts of war at the hands of man.

Humans say, "Me, me, me".
From birth unto death;
The planet is here to fulfil my destiny;
For this I will never rest.

I witnessed all this in child's play;
The violence of a human being;
Is as clear to me as day;
And as natural as breathing.

Author: Rozabel Langford
Written: Feb. 22, 2017

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The politics of contention;
Too confusing to mask;
A full comprehension;
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Willingly comes to a man a woman humbly on her knees;
Who says, May I serve you Master if you please;
Tell me do you accept this gift I impart?
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It is said that love does not hurt;
That rejection, abuse, and cheating are the cause of pain;
But love is hard work;
And makes you feel insane.

I'm here to tell you real love hurts often;
Because it requires sacrifice;
A giving up of self to soften;
Hardened hearts of ice.

Angry voices insist on their own way;
Someone has to give in or give up;
Or compromise to stay;
In a happy, healthy love.

You cannot expect love without some rain;
But you can look for the rainbow;
You cannot expect joy without some pain;
But you can create a high for every low.

Love is a merry go round of ups and downs;
Your head may spin forever more;
True love knows no bounds;
And will shake you to the core.

It's a lie that love doesn't hurt;
Many tears you will cry;
For love's true worth;
Is measured by the size of your sacrifice.

Author: Rozabel K Langford
Written: Feb. 20, 2017.

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I reach for him;
And feel him not;
I speak to him;
And hear him not;

My heart despairs for my lovers touch;
Dying to hear the voice I love so much;
Yet he is far from me;
Can he feel my misery?

Can my Master hear me;
Calling his name;
As I toss and turn fitfully;
Does he feel the same?

I wait patiently my Master's return;
Ever hopeful to live and learn;
He has come for me;
Tell me it's not a dream.

Can he hear me?
Can he feel me?
Can he see me?
Will he come to me?

I close my eyes;
How quickly time flies;
And yet stands forever still;
When there's so much time to kill.

I call his name out once more;
My heart leaps when I hear a knock on the door.
But to my sorrow, it's just a cup of sugar a neighbor come to borrow;
Maybe I'll have better luck tomorrow.

And I resign to return to my dreams;
Where everything is as real as it seems;
And I call his name, once, twice, three times a charm;
He comes to me and lends me his arm.

I imagine my Master can hear me calling his name out loud;
He can see me crying for him with my head bowed;
He can feel my arms open wide to receive;
His warm embrace that I desperately need.

I open my mouth to beg and plead;
Master tell me you can hear me;
Tell me you can feel me;
Tell me you can see me.

Master tell me you can hear me;
Tell me you can hear me......call your name.

Author: Rozabel K Langford.
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I'm Not Ashamed

I imagined myself to be daughter of Sarah from the good book;
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Because We Can

These two worlds face head on to collide;
But soon together evolve (dissolve) and unite.

"You and I are so different. Why do we do it?", He asks as he reaches for her hand.

She answers, "You and me, We are as different as day and night. We do it because we can."

And that's when two worlds fused to be formed;
And their new world was born.

Now they share an orbit all their own;
No longer to circle the universe alone.

Now night and day walk side by side;
Now the universe must abide;

This new creation of the heaven and earth;
A new love, a new birth of him and her.

Author: Rosabel K Langford
Written: Feb. 17, 2017

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What's in a name?
The face you share with the world;
Is marked by a name;
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My Luke is such a joy to know;
He has his own radiant inner glow;
That radiates upon others who dare;
To wander into his space to share.

He is handsome and full of light;
He is the moon who shines bright at night;
He's strong and works to pay his way;
Luke knows how to work and play.

He was a quiet loving babe so mild;
Who grew into a boy who's wild;
With a zeal for life beyond compare;
And a free spirit that is quite rare.

His hazel eyes and boyish smile make the girls swoon;
Luke approaches life like a typhoon;
Yet soft in heart with plenty of room;
Luke is a colorful flower garden in full bloom.

He dons tattoos on his chest and arms;
Bespeaking a love that forever warms;
Of God and family who own his heart;
A love and faith that sets Luke apart.

He jokes around and entertains;
He's the sunshine after the rains;
As an effervescent rainbow;
My son Luke has stole the show.

Luke loves to play his music loud;
He always stands out in a crowd;
He's unique and one of a kind;
The single rose in the garden to find.

Luke is this mother's dream;
This son of mine makes me beam;
With pride and joy for his birth;
Luke is the salt of the earth.

More than I could have imagined;
Luke is a young man of passion;
Shining with a future bright and bold;
I can only envision what his future holds.

He's so bright he entertains angels in the night;
They see him coming they halt mid flight;
Unbeknownst to him the angels sing and dance to the rhythm of his heart beat;
And direct and protect the paths of his feet.

I love my son of limitless happy vibe;
I love my son's love for his tribe;
No happier could this mother be;
The day Luke David was born to me.

Thank you powers that be;
For giving this special son to me.
Like a tree that never stops growing strong and free;
I love my son Luke eternally.

Author: Rhonda K Langford
Written: Feb. 14, 2017.

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You say "Will you be my Valentine forever more?"
I say, " Baby don't you know it's you that I adore?"
Since Cupid shot that arrow straight through my chest;
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