ANGEL'S TEARS
Adaya Marcel
11~14~1994

My god is bigger than your god
my sex is far superior
my skin is more important than yours
because some book tells me I am chosen

People please, open up
can't you hear the angel's cry
they wonder how we can hate our enemies
more than we love our life

We will kill all your little children
because we don't believe in you
we will burn down your pretty neighborhoods
we believe what you believe is not true

People please, give that up
can't you see the angels dying
only one god,   more...one color blood
there is only one sky

In dreams I fly like a Raven
with eyes that were born to see
above the painted ponies of the desert
can't you feel the synergy

People please, please wake up
can't you taste the angel's tears
the wonder why we drag this ball and chain
made entirely of fears

only one god
one color blood
only one sky
feel the synergy


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Cheating on a lover
Adaya Marcel
03.23.2007

While there are two,
It's is never all about you.
You hold someone's trusting heart in your hands;
While you profess love,
truth fits like a sparkling glove.

If you were free,
unattached,
then you have the right
To be discreetly looking
for something strange to catch,
but if there are two of you,
Then one of you becomes a liar
even if no one gets caught
as long as you are attached.
It becomes the truth of who you are
not what you pretend to be.
So, you can   more...play all you want,
while in truth there is nothing joyous or honorable about what you are doing.

No need to respond. No offense,
only a mirror to hopefully shine
some light in your heart.
If you are unhappy; drift apart,
but if you love, devote your whole heart.

Love, light and peace,
Adaya.


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Stumble Towards Uncertainty.
Adaya Marcel.
10.12.2006

Habitually perpetual this;
our non-denominational excesses
leave us wanting, always daunted
and left mired in fecund recesses;
we glue ourselves to the earth.

Even since the moment of our birth
we stumble towards uncertainty.
We trip upon our loftiness.

I adore walking and absorbing
the scents of the moment into my being,
I embrace the wind upon my face
and perpetuate the distance within
my fragrantly miniscule personal space.

I love it, absorb   more...it; literally orbit through it
and dive head-long like a vigilant monument of
life's innocence.

Hear me, travel with me;
let me momentarily fill your emptiness
with a softening of existences' sting.
I know you certainly do not fully understand
the quantum measure of my words,
my meaning or truth;
yet destiny had brought us to fruition
through intuition and destitution;
like the lotus, we opened together.
Simultaneously.
You know it or not-regardless it is reality.

Full and empty at the vertex of our vortex-
as it were, as it is and shall be forever-
I am here, you hear? I am here
as a vehicle of your expression and will never
give up to the meeker side of the essential raging river-
nature's existential lover is my inherited context.

I will naught shove you
deep into the shallows of my perplexities
but shall merely ride shotgun on illumination.
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