Strategy & Structure. Architecting Market Position
Your left hand, your masterpiece,
Right brain’s hemisphere it reads
Keep it close, yee bold creatives
The truest art defies directives.
An act of rebel is within your midst
It’s at your left you are most right
Keep it close, all yee bold creatives.
This hollow numbness fills the air,
A penetrating scream, too much to bear.
The world hums out for love’s light
All I can do is craft mine
I hear love rise when we all try…
We keep talking
Saying everything
But not what we feel
We fill in the blanks yet they still remain,
Spaces that words can’t truly explain.
We keep it clean
We’re careful with the sheets,
Keep tidy and neat,
Playing it safe with strategies discreet.
We say it all, yet miss what we plead,
Dancing around the words we need
I wanted you to taste my love, so we meet,
But you chose the shortcut, quick and discreet.
The spark from down under, a fiery lust,
While I offered more than mere wanderlust.
I gave what you couldn’t yet fathom to take,
Out of impatience, a gift, though my heart did ache.
Did I practice grace, or was grace meant for you?
Hoping virtues would come when the Spirit withdrew?
Perhaps, when I least expect, with quiet devotion,
The keeper will come for a rare love potion.
I see it coming, no more cries,
By now I don’t flinch, no wide eyes.
Goodbye, goodbye,
Hello, hello,
Goodbye, goodbye,
Again, it’s so.
Two, is the Nr. years
lost in the shadow’s mark,
Wondering how to fix things back
Two, is the Nr. Degrees hotter,
I proceeded to spark.
So now, I don’t flinch or lose control,
When it takes its toll,
When it’s time to go,
I’ll be home,
In my heart.
In my zone, where I restart.
The thought hit me, clear as light,
I’ve died a thousand times
I stood the fight.
Every birthmark, a tale etched deep,
Every birthday, a victory I keep.
You did it alone,
with so little support,
Imagine your strength
with a tribe as your fort.
What fires ignite
when you all unite,
When voices rise,
your path alight.
What of the weak,
who came in flocks?
Sheep gathering,
to build you blocks?
Trying to dim, all that you stock?
Afraid to see your spirit lift up?
And those who doubted,
your craft, so long ?
Will they leap in joy,
with newfound plea?
Shan’t they beg to sight, you pleased ?
Shan’t they dance for joyous glee?
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Salvation is the key
It lays beneath your feet
You met the sheep’s for a high fee
They show you why you came to this feast
You think seeking validation is wrong,
Until you realize none comes along from not.
You think craving attention is a crime,
Until you found yourself behind in time.
You think speaking out would do you harm,
Until your silence sets off someone’s wrath
First we’ll be more than friends,
Then more than lovers, no end.
Living life in the “more than” way,
I want it all, more than words weigh
More than sex,
more than trust,
More than just the two of us.
More than me, more than you,
Why? We leave a “more than” life.
A trail of more than, bold and bright,
Where hearts and souls take flight…✈️
As everything I’ve prayed for
now unfolds before my eyes,
As everyone I’ve cut ties from
taught me I was the prize.
As only me and God rise
through these droughts and trials
I wonder, do we look alike?