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Hiding Behind a Smokescreen

Some people hide behind smokescreens
so that they can deceive others,
with elaborate schemes,
hoping to fulfill their dreams on the 
sweat of the innocent,
refusing to repent,
refusing to be remorseful,
concocting lies while precious time flies,
until nothing has been accomplished.

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Serving One's Country

Serving one's country used to be a task done
with loyalty and pride,
but, the truth sets in after the perilous ride,
Veterans are let down by the promises made,
After the adrenaline subsides, 
They are left hanging in the shade,
without aid,
homes, families 
and incomes,

Abandoned without hope,
thinking that they are only
as good as their last battle,
shifted around like unwanted cattle,

How can America prosper with
these uncomfortabilities on their hands?
Veterans and their families deserve
a life that's becoming of the sacrifices
they made,
They deserve to feel pride and a sense of 
satisfaction, long after the battle and 
recuperation.....

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It Is Not Preposterous!

It is not preposterous to think
people are motivated by sin,
A taste of the flesh
will make folks do wrong,
Just so they can toot their 
own horns,

It is not preposterous to assume,
that for a piece of a human being,
pests would stoop very low
to stealing a family's heirloom,

It is not preposterous to know,
we are living in a world that
is ignorant and shallow,
the hollowness that exists in
human kind,
will be the trait that leaves
the despicable behind.

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The Lives of Scorpio Women

Magnetic, alluring and appealing,
Scorpio women attract paramours
without revealing the inner core
of themselves,

The dark side of themselves that
no one sees when they are alone,

The criticisms of self and unfullfilled
expectations, makes their world spin 
around into oblivion,

Fiercely devoted, to the people
that matter, with lofty ideals which
make them respond like mad hatters,

The free spirits roam through their
lives, hoping to find the mysteries
to their contradictions,

The burden of these vixens always
lies in trusting their hearts to find
their soul mates......

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In An Ideal Society

In an ideal society,
folks wouldn't smoke,
Youngsters would not indulge
in coke, and there wouldn't be
people who were gay,
but, in the real world
it is not that way,
and although many may think
that being gay is sinning,
Wouldn't it be better if
they legalized their feelings,
There would be less diseases
and promiscuity,
Living a close to "normal" life
creates sanctity,
God loves them despite their
preferences,
Who are ordinary folks to treat
them with indifferences.......?

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Custody Battle

No one wins in custody battles,
The children get shuffled back and forth 
like cattle,
It's bad enough their family life has come 
to a halt,
They have to keep reliving the horrors,
thinking it's their fault,
The feelings of wounds being aggravated by salt,
The partnership of parents may end,
but the children don't have to lose
their stable lives and friends,
All that will happen is they will become
transient people, who shun attachment,
not knowing whether to believe in God or the devil,
It's never a win-win situation when children have to choose,
in the long run everyone looses.....,
They internalize all the hate,
and begin viewing the world as evil........

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Scammers

Scammers believe they are smarter
 than everyone else,
boldly committing crimes,
relieving citizens of their dimes,
and possessions,
They go on, and on, for months ,
maybe years,
Leaving a trail of folks they have 
conned,
urging their victims to let bygones be bygones,
No one goes up against them because
of their "hoodlum" reputation,
But, there comes a time when they can't hide from 
the Almighty,
He sees their "wrong doings" and the trickery they live behind,
In God's season he always pays them back in kind.

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The Legend of Smelly Nelly

Smelly Nelly was quite a charming girl,
She wore her hair in braids instead of curls,
Bathing several times per day in the Jewish way,
Yet many scoffed and sniffed,
exclaiming she smelt like manure in hay,
Nelly used expensive oils and attars,
some came from lands very far,
Her raiments were made of the finest silks
but people still told her she smelt
like days old milk,
They shunned and booed her,
talking behind her back,
hoping and praying she would have a heart attack,
The gripe they harbored had nothing to do with
Nelly's smell, it was because her family owned
several oil wells,
Neverthelss, she brought her own lunch which made
her naysayers feel as if they were incompetent bunches,
The farce of living as the Joneses do, never appealed to
Nelly because she knew the value of a dollar,
So while folks snickered and stared, corking their noses
causing her despair,
She sat and ate her snicker doodle sandwiches with her
little pinky waving in the air,
Smelly Nelly they chanted everyday, but she shrugged
her shoulders and continued on her merry way,
Cartier, Chanel and Youth Dew were always in her backpack,
but she knew it was hard for critics to understand her modest lifestyle,
They all rumoured that she lacked!
Afterall, she rather "enjoyed" their ignorance,
watching them treat her as if she were a rotten as mere happenstance,
But Nelly soon conquered her critics by blossoming into a
lovely swan, forgetting about the negativity, and meanness,
leaving the penny section to stew in their own mess......

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Wild Weather

In October when we are adjusting to
cool temperatures and changing leaves,
Nature fast forwards into Winter,
sending us freaky weather,
Tales of snow, winds and storms,
makes everyone shiver, thinking
of the pending mayhem,
when the weather creates bedlam.

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Waiting For Santa

It was Christmas Eve and all the kiddies waited patiently 
for Santa to arrive,
They must have started waiting around five,
Tick Tock the cuckoo clock went,
Some of the children played around,
pretending to be druken gents,
Then the clock struck two...AM....!
The kids thought Santa could not be coming again,
They thought he must have been stuck in Bethlehem,
So they ate the milk and cookies,
and forgot about capturing Santa on film,
Their spirits had been doused, 
The little ones bid adieu to their vigor and vim,
They were tired and didn't feel like singing
anymore hymns,
Where was Santa?
On the news, it said he made a stop in Atlanta,
How many flights did he have to take
in order to get to the City of Clam Bakes?
Then, just like a miracle,
the house began to shake a little,
Santa had arrived in an open field via the Space Shuttle,
Everyone was confused,
What was with, the big "to do"?
It was all of Santa's Christmas plan,
to hep NASA and his fellowmen,
A little publicity can do wonders for
a corporation,
Santa's excursions were bound to help the Space Programs,
It was a win-win as far as he was concerned,
The presents got delivered and the reindeers got a staycation,
Who knows maybe by next Christmas, Santa may be worth millions?