Flush....Flush it away!!!

There are those that corrupt tarnish and destroy.
A little moisture on the iron causes the rust that breaks it;
A little mildew causes the tear that shreds the garment.

Microbes though very minute, teensy weensy and little.
Can bring down the mightiest of all creatures.
That dripping water will eventually tunnel the mountain.

Amazing! rather rattling the ability of the little to conquer the mighty.
How the insignificant and ignoble can topple the obvious and great.
When constantly prodding that the ant will bring down the elephant.
All it takes is TIME.

Don't wait till the damage is done!!!
Get rid of it
The little foxes that spoil the vine
The evil communication that corrupts good manners
That plague will eat up the whole tooth
That rotten spot will destroy the whole crop
The canker eats more that the hole you see without.
Don't let it stay for even one minute

Get rid of that negative thought, habit, attitude, character, lifestyle.......

Before it destroys YOU!!!

All that it TAKES!!!

It is really unraveling to find that your heart is broken.
It can be the death of you, hence the birth of another.
A complete stranger who you do not know takes the place of the you.
You have always known.

Needless to say, my heart has been broken once too many times.
The me that resulted from the heart attack is a stranger.
One i wish i had never known.
But can never loose.

One born of anger, and fulfillment.
One full of resentment, for broken promises.
And dreams that disappeared as smoke on the morn.
This one can never love again.

This heart is seared, with steel.
It will take more than sweet words and romance to break through.
Go home child, there is no joy and laughter here.
Fly away to another land where the plunderer has not looted
Or removed the good to sunshine

Son, go on its for your own good
A man came by here once
I gave him all i had
He took it all away, left emptiness in its wake

Brother you think what you see now is worth staking destiny on
Surprise me, cause you didn't see this house in its former glory.
I am inertia; i have lost all sense of feeling.
Take my advice; journey on home is still ahead

Love ?? you love me?
What is Love?
A broken spirit, shrouded in misery.
An angry mob; irate without reason.

Will you buy this wilderness, parched and dry.
It will take more than a miracle for this land to bloom again.
More than the bag full of tricks, words and acts that you bear.
It will take a tsunami, your wind can only cause the dust to flicker.


Do you have ALL that it takes???