In your role for binary..You on how things be, chromosomes have not lied in millenia
Gone by..Reality its still the same.' Its straight
And plain.' Just cause some(well confused)
Ideas ' pie in the mud ' make things so God
Awfully un-clear..As sod-em.' Its an abberation of duty
Ruled on by some (un-fruend) fiendish perhaps? And quite snooty.? Though whats
In a name.? Though quite german, as would have been with the nazis, such a
Moniker connotes of much un-ease, a
Benign name discription, dispensing of
Twisted jusistiction.'
A petition has intiaton.' On border soverigenity.' Midst angst
And supposition ? In one dimention flow of people..Has
Been a staple, before Noah sailed over the silenced; and hidden
Creations.' Yet subject to conditions i e ( travellers funding
Available craft? the (prevailing tides and seasons ) allowing
Integration, of benefit to any nation.' Any artifice; or abberation
Type's Cannot justify, it is my inclination.' Only in the 1700s
Enslaved peoples in ( massed movement ) mirror of the
Current.' And did such not cause misery.? The 1970's
Was a purging, a cathartic stage' of (that un-normal) un-needed instancy.) driven by such materialistic social engineering originally.!
In a certainty of lunacy.' So in Britian late 2024 a petion is
Now set forth.' To seal all borders for a full five years course.' In normal
Times such would be ludicrous.' Yet in consideration of what we see' with
All the currant human misery..' It now appears most judicious and not at all Im-prudent; to use.' as i can see.)
What we have, is inherent.'
A digital abberation cannot
Surpass its supremacy.!
Act..And it cannot be reversed'
Speak and it will be heard.'
Do not reign in your divine
Essence, people enact your
Choice.'
Its wet and drear in London dear, the pomp in on full trope
Though hope is gone, not dead for Jesus is the only hope!
Its foolish to trust in others; dopes.' In robes and words
In fear and force, its hackneyed ethos, solid dross of course
One hundred mill, so bums can sit.' and ears listen to
Waffle and some titter, and scraps and traps such slippery
Tounges we'll no doubt hear, yet will we sum? A throne of
Gold in a nation sold, to the w e f, just same old same old.'
The crowds are thin, not much the din' dis-enchantment is
Setting in.' geriatrics in phylactics gather and throng how
Can such traversitys continue on? Food in piles is stored
Away, as childen are hungered, its the British way.' Some
Vassels also, it seems agree although; their people need
To be set free.! Free to thrive to grow and prosper, yet to no
Reason i now return, to the parody of vanitys and a useless
Crown ' thats just the head though, i'll make this clear on
A British day of pomp and drear, might he take a little trip?
Before the throne..As ascends he it.' Twould be indicative of
The wider nation, that needs a real King not this Abberation.'
Aberration is a departure from what is normal,
usual, or expected and typically someone who
is unwelcome.
Abortion is Form of Aberration
Aberration is considered a form of abortion;
It also does delve into concept of distortion,
And in court
May extort,
But with biased people is out of proportion.
Jim Horn
Nothing can substitute death
for it is the final destination
and ere you last breath
crystal clear all your abberation.
Rest forever or birth to numb dizziness
at you part, you leave all harms and assaults
people most theist, called quick as bless
is perfused, to save them from life's thunderbolts
Long life of people swing as tombs
where none pay heed to temple and churches
who will pay heed to these pale living glooms
these clowns in whose core only money perches.
Flirt and dirt only thing hatching in heart
and society dwindles with values and morals
each thing lost as perfect human you never wert
lacking basic emphaty but adorned with quarrels.
AKASH SANGWAN
Incredible, the eyes of panthers,
Cats with human skin, stare out at you
From flowers, and rainbows stretch
Like reins attached to some green beast
Charles Rimbaud "The Drunken Boat'
The Darkest Beast
From Eden , mankind prospers in deception,
has no outward signs of viciousness
No panther eyes that gleam maloevolance
No dagger claws that warn, as if
a human lived within a cat's skin
Some elements of this human form,
have a psychic channel to horrific powers;
like reins attached to some great beast
They revel in riding rough shod over flowers
and rainbows, and prefer destruction
An abberation of creation's force-
a shape-shifter- hiding in beauty
O panther eyes that gleam from this small Eden
hiding in shadows behind bright leaves
Beware ! Beware mankind!
The darkest beast.
First Place
Shapeshifters and Shapeshifting" Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by Anthony Biaanco; judged on 7/4/2022.
A Toast
An abberation!
A loner, a ghost,
Here is a toast!
To my madness,
Drink madly, speak loudly...
Here is a toast!
To Those:
That say I am insane,
And all the words I speak is
just in vain.
Here is a toast!
To you my good friend
Who speaks behind the veil.
Who has a heart to speak
Here is a toast!
To an abberation,
I am non-mainstreamed voice
of this generation.
- Ernest Badounts -
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