Wendell Walker

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There’s a third option: Reject this insane religious fearmongering and live a free life without worrying about imaginary threats of eternal torture.

The idea that the literacy rate is low in the United States, and a higher percentage don't seem to care about reading anymore depresses my heart.

The contrary lies with me as I walk around Books-A-Million, looking in awe upon titles by some of the greatest writers the language has produced.

I get excited in their presence while also feeling a depressive weight, realizing those for whom this universe of imagination provokes no desire. I shake my head in shock because it is inconceivable to me.

The unwarranted attack on Americans is meant to elicit fear and hopelessness; and yet, the collective spirit will not acquiesce to either one.

Today, a coalition of seven charitable foundations announced the launch of the Literary Arts Fund, a historic philanthropic investment of at least $50 million to strengthen the nonprofit literary arts field in the U.S.

The secular humanist is made to feel like a disgrace, as if the position he or she holds blaspheme divinity. Forces of evil are credited to independent thought, supposedly hijacked from a righteous power that governs minds.

Oh how lucky we the rebellious not taken in, rather willing to taste this sweetness they label taboo: apostasy. The courage it be spoken what millions of others express outrage, and dare not imagine saying it themselves.

Forasmuch as should you be wrong--the implication the bible you wield hate serves no master except the one of your own envisioning--means that you have wasted life prostrate on a lie.

At the behest of their fascist and chief, zealots in administration kiss the ring and do as they're told, thus pleasing his fragile ego.

Astrid Johnson

There is a diminution of America taking place before our eyes, with what seems almost nothing left in the way of its recognition.

The hardline dogmatist who takes comfort in his or her ignorance and hate:

Is it possible to conceive that stripping away women's reproductive rights, the dismissal of the LGBTQ+ community, and erasure of art and history is instructed not by a higher power, but man's manipulation to control our fate?

If only the brave would force themselves to wake up from their brainwashing, saying, "These lives I've caused damage needlessly, the strides of progress decades made, now set further back. What have I done? No more! I must try to make things right again."

His ostentatious rhetoric had now gone the way of the garbage heap: stinking and rotten beyond use, yet still desirable for some to consume.

There was the need to construct a panacea of denial around himself, as only to block deeper monstrosities from seeing the light. Each day, voices whispered and screamed, inquiring for truth that would validate their beliefs.

One knows that sooner or later the pressure to deny will be insurmountable, collapsing the panacea and dragging out every demon they feared he epitomized.

There is the utmost feeling that millions of Americans have buyer's remorse, appalled by the stupidity and incompetence they placed into power.

The termination of DEI, based on the reasoning of bigots touting its little to no meritorious grounds to exist, is absurd and improbable.

They tried to withstand the abject storms of injustice till, no longer possible, storms simmering in themselves built up to unleash an uprising.

The people started catching on to his inability to feel contrite about anything, which demonstrates to more than a few, blatant sociopathy. Is this behavior worthy of glorification and reward?

Is it possible, with a little patience and wishful thinking backing us, to rescind the reign of a tyrant before his appointed time in office is complete?

The powers that be have grown emboldened, attempting to snuff out every bastion of democracy, and silence dissenters who dare stand in their way.

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OFFSET Innocence is gone. Can I retrieve the childlike, temper hardship won? Whimsy for my mind to not let the rancor strike-- a new norm the binds. --Wendell Walker

HARMONY Self-loathing I fight, struggle to attain amour. It blooms when I write. The strangeness you see occurs as well in you as me...stirs. --Wendell Walker

PURSUIT I lust for beauty... cleanse me and release the vile. There, contentment rests. Allow that I see, Feel joy possess me awhile. Wraiths of doubt will test. --Wendell Walker

MALLORY JUNE Some temples are built on the predicate of illusion, whereby looks exhibit the grand, lofty, and pristine. They entice trust fulfilled knowing it a sham sold in profusion, Careless the motives underlain say what they mean.

I have not glimpsed deception from you who rather uphold truth, Mallory June: A token I admire grown decades since youth felt its glow. This plus more contain your candid blue eyes unarm qualm soon,

Treat me as of kinship you raised an equal the manners show. Despite we inhabit cultures that differ, I sense yours will return me again. Likewise, may you allow mine the same so a template be drawn how it must begin. --Wendell Walker

WAYWARD The lonely have fallen prey to the muteness-- Distinct a curse plunging their lives in sorrow. It cripples the will born them and denies love,

Anyone loyal who may relieve the flesh. Human nature inherent in each seek desire, A covenant quenched that banishes forbiddance.

The unwitting brand them shame say they earn forbiddance, as it was thought no pains to socialize and flood out the muteness. What right should assumption be held principle, beside sneer those starve the ways of desire?

Naivete answers not but have them remain scavenging midst the filth called sorrow. It is wished compliance to suffer made true they tremble, lacking touch of a partner's flesh. This void that forces prompt prove a fleet slain my immortal love. --Wendell Wallker

VALOR Indulge the bizarre, feel pride when they call you freak. Do away what mars and shuns difference as bleak. Know nothings just stand afar. Stake your claim bolder that overwhelm focus piqued. You will be holder. --Wendell Walker

BREAKTHROUGH Creativity, why must you elude me so. The page beckons I blot out blank space's deathblow, and awake fertility. --Wendell Walker

PRETENSE Undervalue me gazed at like some shy, timid tool. Leave the corner reserved my space for spawns not heeded. It is crucial then I jolt presumption how you treat me a lackey below your rule--

That all is well I am 'yes- man' gracious when accord be needed. No power endows you one voice heard while shutting off mine. The day will come you fade a blemish, setting to motion my novel design. --Wendell walker

UNREMITTENT Your judgement is sick, grounded in doctrines of hate. Warp the politics saying gay rights should abate, that perfection you handpick. We are fortified, clear of threats to subjugate. Our will cannot die. --Wendell Walker

UNCUSTOMARY Part of the concern and boredom with the world lies refusal to challenge convention; that everything have one permanent view, excluding those who yearn difference left isolated.

This is where the artist steps forward at the risk of being labelled deviant. He or she, if skillful through artistry, conjure up a mirror which make objectors see their sanctimony shining back: shameful.

Thus beware the wounded who have most to lose, claiming a prize in what is defined moral, dignified. We of contrary minds, no matter consequence, reject your backward values that loathe progression.

The days you lead us to the corner like a child, and demand we keep our mouths shut is now a wet dream unfulfilled. What was birthed in obedience subverts to our own ends, molding life and creation the way we deem appropriate. --Wendell Walker

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REFUTE Rhymed verse is not dead. Hear auditory sweetness ring inside your head. Ignore the dissent, those who say the old is past. Serve none--to invent. --Wendell Walker