Please, let me be honest as I tell you my lie.
These used to be words that once saw you die.
If even you merely just sympathize.
Spoken in public, and betrayal cries.
Many years later and I shout across lands.
A cornucopic plethora at the tips of my hands.
Information station international promise land.
What if I connected it with my pineal gland?
I’d be staring at your soul, my third eye wide.
I’d show the spirit truth we unwittingly hide.
I’d make you feel the real, and even if you deny,
I’d shine the love I’ve seen right into your eye.
© Christopher Allen Breidinger
Excerpt from the book “Poet Christopher’s Scenes, Dreams, and Golden Schemes”
About the Author
Christopher Allen Breidinger is an American poet and author currently residing in Winter Haven, Florida with his wife and daughter. This is the third book in the Golden Trilogy Series. Be sure to also check out Scenes, Dreams, and Golden Schemes and Myths, Methods, and Golden Messages.
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