Ignore it


Resides in each one of us

It isn’t always beautiful

Or artful

Or interesting


It’s pure evil

Inching its way

Into our thoughts

Growing itself through

Emotions and feelings

Choosing actions

Manifesting consequences

Visible as circumstances









A never ending cycle

Since life began

What circumstances

Are you creating

What are you allowing into

Your mind

Are you choosing to

Live in fear

Surrounded by fires

Of foolish thoughts

Fueling angry feelings

Causing hate-filled actions

Leaving painful circumstances

It’s easy

To look at a circumstance

Get caught up in emotion

And allow the cycle

To start all over again

All sides

Feeling justified

In what they are creating





All believing they are right

Foolish arrogant egos


Look at me I’m a victim

Look at me I’m a hero

Look at me I’m right

Look at me you are wrong

Look at me I’ll fight

Look at me I’m running

Look at me I have all the answers

Look at me you are ignorant

Look at me I’ll take what you have

Look at me I’ll stop you

In your tracks

Look at me

Look at me

Look at me

What if we stopped looking

What might happen

What if we allowed the anger

To rage outside of us

Ignoring it

Not allowing it to seep

Into our emotions

Not allowing ourselves to feel

Like we have to take a side

Any side

Simply ignoring the raging machine

Of hate-filled evil creation

The choice is up to us

Help the raging machine

Continue to exist

In varying states of flame

As it races across our country

Taking fuel through

Our egos need to be heard

As we scream

Look at me

This is what I believe

The choice is up to us

We can choose to

Cut off the fuel supply

To the raging machine

Stop looking

Stop getting caught up

In the emotion of it

Stop trying to justify

Choices of someone else

Stop judging decisions of others

Be responsible for ourselves

Our thoughts

Our choices

Our actions

The circumstances we are creating

Immediately around ourselves

Can impact the atmosphere

Can change the energy of the world

What if we were to

Cut off the consumption

Of rage and violence

Ignore it

Let it play itself out

Outside of us

It’s really not about us

It’s about evil

Always trying

To get a strong hold

Always trying to suck us in

Grab hold of our ego

Force us to take a stand

Make us feel like we have to choose

One side or the other

Just for today

Live your life the way

You choose to be seen

Without having to scream

Look at me

E.A. Fussell


Wearing blinders

Diving in

Ignoring the danger

Surrounded by perils

On all sides

Obvious to the onlookers

But blanked out of sight

By we divers

As if we were wearing blinders

Hungry for the taste of Victory

Thirsty for the Living Water


Yes, we have cut ourselves

On the jagged edges

Of dreams unfulfilled

Yes, we have banged our head

On ideas that went nowhere

Yes, we have jammed our necks

Encountering the shallow waters of

Closed minded observers

Yes, we have lost our breath

In the depths of consuming passion

That tried to entangle us

No, we won’t give up

We will keep searching

Knowing the next experience

May be the One

We were created for

Also knowing the danger

That may damage us beyond repair

Still we dive in

Ignoring the danger

Believing in the unseen



Ready me for daily battle


Forgive me of my sins

Forgive me my need

To ask you again and again

Help me be a good warrior

Hearing You

Following Your Word

This world gets so loud

Sometimes I allow it

To drown You out

Forgive me

Help me go where You say go

Help me stay when You say

Be still

Help me daily put on the armor

You have provided for me

And not forget a single piece

Help me skillfully wield

The sword of the Spirit

Give me eyes that see

Ears that hear

Divine knowledge



Teach me Your ways

Let me not depart from them

May all those reading these words

Be hugged by You

Soften their hearts

Touch them in a real

And wonderful way

That they may know

You are the King of kings

Lord of lords

According to Your will


E.A. Fussell


Unseen Battles

Where Angels tread

And feathers fall

Only fools rush in

Sacred space

Is not always calm

Battles rage unseen

Darkness wrestling light

Ancient foes entwine

Making for one hell-of-a-fight

Entering unaware

Fools get caught in the fray

Torn to emotional shreds

Unprepared for

What is happening

In their heart and in their head

Yes, only fools rush in

Were feathers fall

As Angels tread

E.A. Fussell


Save energy

How often we expend energy

In the wrong places

Trying to breathe life into something

That doesn’t want to be revived


That have run their course


From our youth


Past their prime

Holding onto


Giving away

What could be

E.A. Fussell