The Cold War

The purpose of this is to document or chronicle the real life experiences of a man with series of poems that deals with the anguish he encountered through heartbreak & the range of emotions he felt. The Cold War explores the initial angry response and the betrayal he felt and also gives a glimpse of the naivety of his views as he thinks being in a Christian relationship would automatically guarantee success, cause love does in fact cover a multitude of sins. While it is common knowledge that Christian relationships and marriages often fail, he reckons himself quite different and very adept at using the templates of failures from other couples as an advisory guide on things not to do for his own success. So after a prayerful year and a half of relational bliss the unthinkable happens & this is his response to a cold departure from the one who for so long (it seemed) warmed his heart.

Please read carefully and apply whatever learned wisdom to your own personal knowledge base of list of things not to do for your own personal success

The Cold War........................................Voice of Anger 


How could I hung u out to dry, When I was drying myself,
From the many nights metaphorically, crying myself,
to sleep in the sheets in Isolation, When you drop me
I fell hard to the floor, without insulation.
That was so premature, I needed incubation.

I Guess that's why I was OK when I was in Uruguay
But as soon as I, came home to my,
Own soil own land this Jamaican Dirt,
It fell from my cheek & Touched my Shirt,

Look at the stain, its still there to this day,
Something about pain, soap can't wash it away,
I needed to protect my heart so I locked it away
In a safe place, I thought that was appropriate,
but it grew so cold, In this Cold War, Me & Love U.S. & the Soviet
Love came close to death, Still it wasn't over yet,
Who would ever think he could defeat my associates,

Like The Pain, when he came,
He Resurrected, The Hurt from the past,
from the last time me and love defected,
So I reflected, Had deep thoughts, I introspected,
That's not even a word, but don't reject it
Like I did Love, cause the foreign policies
Were harsh and I couldn't respect it.

Is this what you expected ?
and where is my mistake,
The last time we spake, you told me to take,
All the time that I needed to take.
It wasn't scripted but I needed a break.
Cause I broke down, and choose to be a recluse
rather than parading my pain in front of the whole Town,
full of scoffers and mockers, overly concerned but really don't care,
They just want to talk like Jehovah door knockers.
They just want to Know,
peeking out the Window and if you need to know,
I'm still Pins and needles, same old record
Just Playing real slow,

Not on forty fives, just Thirty three's
Carrying the weight of so much hurt in me,
So who knows, by the Time I'm Thirty three,
I'll be OK, but right now Certainly
I'm Suffering Heartburns to the Third Degree....

Censored.....Pain......Censored....Anger..........

Take it from me, I was so naive,

But they took it from me

...This is cut throat business,

Christians or not, people don't business,

I'm too delicate and really have no business,
messing with love, I'm not hard enough, Its not like I'm a thug,
Don't have enough strength to even cry to above,
.....censored.....censored.....censored.........
Dying from love while Dying to be loved,

SuperHero

Whereby The Cold War out of anger blamed people or the human element. The Superhero took the internal battle birthed from heartbreak on a higher level. The Enemy was now love himself, for all the pain he caused he was now gonna suffer, as if seeking to hurt the person was not enough, anger had evolved into fear and was gonna pre-emptively strike @ love to prevent a further invasion of useless emotions. His weapon of choice was love itself. Anger & fear attacked love with the promises of hope he promised and used the cord of the current despair and pain to Gag him as he used the knife of his own words to put an end to his existence. As the last line from 'The Super Hero' indicates "I love, I'll never hurt you" end of quote".

A relationship was killed in a scuffle that left two people as casualties and love was seen leaving the scene the crime. He lured these two unsuspecting people together with a promise of future joy and sadistically slaughtered them. Never mind that these two lovebirds often times deviated from the advice of love and at times refused to openly communicate with each other as love stipulates, or to unconditionally regard & esteem each other. Love played the matchmaker so now he must bear the payload of their pain, caused by his failed investment scheme. From Superhero to serial killer, Love struck again and now...This time he must be stopped.

Superhero

Love was a superhero, Now he's a villain
and I'm the hero who is sent to Kill him
some people take pills to kill the feeling,
I use The Pain from feelings to numb the feeling,

That was the last card, I'm done with dealing,
I'm just gonna elope and run with healing,
It's not, over the top just above the ceiling,
below the clouds, you see me kneeling,

Maybe it's God and he's revealing,
or maybe it's the Devil and he's being Deceiving
I'm a Believer should I believe him ?
I'll be leaving, I don't know what to believe in.

So this is the last thing I ever wrote,
from the voice of love it's a Suicide note
He got off the Love boat, to slit his own Throat,
"I love, I'll never hurt you" end of quote.

Martial Law...The Dark Ages

Unlike the previous The Cold War and SuperHero, These events didn't really happen outside the mind of the host whose mind and heart facilitated the emotional turmoil. Meaning at this point he saw the futility of the War but just out of Curiosity decided to let the thoughts of his Heart run wild. This Gave him a virtual Peek or Horror scope of where The Bitter Rule of Anger & Fear would take him. It was at this point he decided to re-instate love who up until this point was presumed dead. So The Martial Law can best be summized as the draconian rule that would be implemented after the death of love, This new ruler this bitter regime would've been the lovechild of Anger and Fear's dark union. He could be best be described as a mirror image of todays embedded cultural promiscuity & sexism, fused with a newfound bitterness into a devoted religion of Cynical emotional detachment, to put it simply Emotional Atheism.

As per usual Njoy and but most of all learn, If u are experiencing any of symptons be sure to consult the Great Physican or the Navigator referred to in the Sin-Optics. Peace & Godbless.

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After The Cold War....

When superheroes become extinct....

Then comes ...


Martial Law !!!!!


"....I put a wall around my heart ,
see how tall the fence is, My Defence is,
everybody out, However Sensless,
Trespassers get shot, that the consequences,
Love is a corpse, so my attitude stinks that what the stench is....."

But out of the rubles, who will emerge and save
his people,

"Must I return 2, or revert 2, that SupaFly Gene,
nope, that'll hurt me more than it hurt U,
still I step angry and mean in my desert shoe,
Crauwss !! now that I've seen how angels hurt 2,"

"Good bye world I once desert U,
now I'm back in black with a lot of hurt 2,
Might as relapse go Bezerk 2,
Bring back the man, who the world refer 2,"

"As Sin-EEKaL, it's getting, Gritty-Kal,
The boy done lost it over one Gyal"

Yes He DID,
And now Everybody is going to Pay


"Cause people are all fakes, with knives and stakes (backstabber's=knives)
how much Omar takes, until his heart-breaks"
Who cares !!, The break up was an All Star Break
Now I'm back in the game Going hard No brakes."

Gotcha....

Coming soon in HD....Hopless Despair

You thought he's Dementing...
Nope, He's only venting
What about Jesus The Christ whom I put my strength in,
That's one relationship that's never-ending.
outlasting even my pain, which seems never-ending.
.
I'm just going through trials, testing and stuff,
Taunting the devil who is testing my bluff,
Cause girls come to me and they showing me the fluff
but I brush their hands so my shirt don't scuff,

I'm sick of being sick, already had enough,
Doing reps with my pain, till my heart got Buff,
not so easily hurt, a lot more tough
So when fickle people want to huff & puff,

Blow my heart down, I can deal wid it,
not cause I'm numb, i still feel wid it,
public spectacle or navy seal wid it,
Still compassionate upfront a real wid it.

Yes he really did it,
Lost it, got it,
threw it away, got it back.
The book is coming out soon are you copping that ?
I'm getting paid for my pain, If soap can't do it,
I'll wash it with money and rinse out the stain
there I go again... A mean, I'm only Playing
C'mon I'm only saying, Idly just relayin,

The Sin-Optics...Love Re-inauguration speech

This is the voice of a man who once again spoke through Love. After evaluating the state of affairs in his heart, he decided to removed from the constitution of his heart the doctrine of Anger & Fear, which was termed by Love as The Sin-Optics. The Governance of Anger & Fear was dismantled by attacking the pain that empowered them or armed their militias, with them out of the way 'Bitterness' was an easy target for love subdue. Thus The Heart of a Man, which was once a Garrison of torment and pain reopened its gates for the commerce of Love and Kindness.

One of the first acts of love once in power was to set up the Prayer List Foundation, to assist all the casualties of The Cold War. An anthem or theme song of the same name (The Prayer List) was also recorded. The proceeds from which will be donated to Ministries & Outreach for victims and casualties of any such war.

Thanks for reading hope if anything u learn that Love Never Dies, It conqueres all and Most Importantly that God is Love.

Anger & Fear

In Reference to ( The Cold War & Superhero)

Those are my Gospels, They're Synoptic,
or told through the lens of sin, Sin-Optics,
Navigated my pain without Christ in the cockpit,
(Train) at the end of the track, that's when i stopped it, and finally opted, to re-instate love

Conceded he was not dead,
but for a while been acting like a hothead,
Because the Allure, of Invunerability by not
Caring Anymore, was absolutley Goregeous,
Downright Drop-dead....
So i told love to rollover and Drop Dead,


Can their be a worse crime, remember God is Love
keep that in your mind, I should put this braille
So then even the blind, will have a chance to see
and learn from,
A man peirced through the heart but Bleeding through the spine.


Cause he lost backbone, child of the king,
but no longer sat on that throne
Almost renounced it, needed to say his fathers name,
could'nt pronounce it.
The humble calf sucks the most milk, but he didn't even one ounce sip


Not sure what he drank but,
he got puffed up, angry reclusive, damn he's elusive,
almost lost himself,
he kept pain exclusive, only showed himself,
he began 2 sniff, overdosed himself.


With the vapours of anger mixed with the scent of fear
what he wanted he recieved, but didn't seem to care,
with a blank look on his face he just stopped and stare,
he would not touch it come close or even go near, (on month of neglect)
cause all he new that heartbreak hotel, and who'd wanna go there...