Written By: D. Collins 1/31/26
I predict a hockey hat trick is coming soon.
Where another poor soul will meet their doom.
There's a saying that death always comes in threes.
And the Grim Reaper doesn't like to be teased.
There'll be countless abductions before the hat trick.
Then the shock and awe of another government hit.
The hat trick chooses not to be ignored.
And has one foot firmly wedged in the door.
The last breaths of freedom is surely on the way.
It is right in front of us each and everyday.
A hat trick is coming. It is knocking at the door.
When will we decide we're not taking anymore?
A philosophy student in Texas
Was struggling to understand
Why parts of the writings of Plato
Were suddenly, foolishly banned.
It seems the Symposium mentioned
Sexuality, gender and such,
Which professors were told was a no-no
That a 10-foot pole can’t even touch.
In the realm of our government’s horrors,
The shootings, abductions and ICE,
Vaccines and the Kennedy Center,
You’d think Plato’s a small sacrifice.
But each loss should be noted and added
To the outrage that’s building within
And perhaps when that tipping point happens,
Some real changes might even begin.
Let's speak of numbers.
I’m a Kenyan 2.0,
With an ID to prove.
I own the code—254,
Been here since I was 0.
Gen Z did awaken,
Learning the art in math—
The topic on tax,
And the story of Zakayo.
Gen Z did awaken,
Learning history’s tale:
The beauty of freedom—independence,
Yet freedom fighters still fade.
And the Bill of Rights,
Freedom of speech,
To stand against the bill—
Its creator sickened the breach.
Gen Z did awaken,
To our new 'Leader,'
A master of language,
Crafting his best lies.
The world on hold,
Schools, hospitals, streets—
All in chaos, all closed,
Waiting for ‘Mr. President.’
To speak of numbers,
Of those lost in protests,
Lost in abductions,
And those gained in corruption.
Protests painted red with blood and tears.
A beacon of peace in pieces.
A home of 'hakuna matata'
Full of mournings,
Numbers adding in the statistics.
AI is groupthink, it’s hewed to pre-existing work,
which it aggregates into something bland and flat.
If you don’t want your work scraped and copied by AI, try
writing off-balance ideas that aren’t for everyone and have faith
that AI will never be able to actually rival human creativity.
Deny AI the echo chamber of predictable content on which it feeds.
I polish my pieces to a pointless sheen, which gives
them an algorithmically indecipherable quality.
When it comes my to poetry, I have to admit,
I’m working through mediocrity—hoping that it’s just a phase.
If failure is essential for growth
I’m going to be a giant
But after all, someone has to define the baseline.
You’re welcome.
Ok, Let’s wax poetic..
There are thousands of stars
in that black outer-place
where gravitas holds them
firmly in place.
I fret not about avian abductions,
or unidentified flying soccers,
still, I’ve a waxed on them
in multiverse
.
.
Songs for this:
I Like You (A Happier Song) [feat. Doja Cat] by Post Malone
Late Night Talking by Harry Styles
In a land where the shadows of fear dance on endless walls,
Justice has melted away like a dream scattered by the cold night wind,
Abductions slip through the dense fog like uninvited phantoms,
Citizens torn from their peace for words that burn like flames,
Are taken to hidden places where pain becomes a silent, bitter song,
Torture merges with silence, trying to extinguish living voices,
But the cries of the oppressed soar like birds to the high heavens.
Our hearts break under the weight of the darkness that has enveloped us,
But we cannot let despair swallow us into its boundless depths,
We must rise like a sea of flames, to defend our freedom,
To surround ourselves with brave hearts that shine like stars in the sky,
To allow no one to overshadow the determination burning in our chests,
To not let the system bind us with chains of silence and oblivion,
We must rise with courage and compassion, like an eternal song.
Opulent indulgence amenities
generously upload green thumb senses.
Greenhouse cautions region known as frost tease.
A pastime cores, aloof clock condenses,
held their grounds by abductions amateurs,
urged escape slips scaling agrees to muse,
as petalled lips voiced beauty needs no words,
collision scope of heaven's choice of hues,
evaporates the softening of air,
in wakes of entertaining choirs of awe,
from an arrested audience who dare,
beauty bows to its mentor ... dainty paw.
A princess Stateside pleasures her duty,
"*Oui, the winner, American Beauty."
*Oui, French translated as, Yes, and pronounced as "we"
The Paragliders like ravenous vultures flew
to southern Israel to predate on soft targets.
Like swarms of bees, they snuck, raped, maimed, shot, burnt and slew.
Terror did every man's fragile conscience becloud.
Hate made their embittered hearts to mercy forget.
Abductions followed, having to terror avowed.
Then came the IDF's genocidal intent,
having intended global laws to circumvent;
Children, women, all consumed by mighty vengeance.
A disproportionate response beyond balance.
Homes, hospitals, Mosques, Churches and schools are levelled,
as Gaza is by torrents of bombs bedeviled.
I do not with a livid Israel sympathize,
nor do I with a besieged Gaza empathize.
With humanity I have my affinity,
for my deep love for it, tends to infinity.
Halloween is here!
But have no fear!
This is my guide so you survive.
Beware the graveyards full of ghosts and ghouls.
The graveyard is where you will see zombies feasting.
Stay in the light, form large groups, don't be fools.
Beware the alleys vampires hang about usually toff.
One look in their eyes and… boo! You're paralyzed.
Carry holy water, garlic and a cross, it fights them off.
Beware the skies alien abductions!
Butt probes, clench cheeks, hopefully you stay breathing.
This one's unavoidable good luck, maybe try some ruction?
Beware they pull you in with sweet smells, and words, it’s bewitchery.
It's diabolical, witches plans with humans hypnotized.
Show some cautionary there's lots of trickery.
Halloween is here!
But have no fear!
Follow this guide and you will survive.
(A. Bonds)
10-29-20
words used, alien, blood, cautionary, vampires, trickery, abduction, paralyzed, Halloween, feasting, diabolical
allien abduction
when I was in high school
I accidentally drank a drink
that had been laced with lsd
I went on my first and only acid trip
one of the most profound and terrifying events
of my life
and it haunts me to this day
in this trip
at one point
I found myself
in a space ship
surrounded by aliens
who were conducting experiments
on me
they flew me to NYC
where I went to a bar
filled with aliens drinking
and they came after me
and I found myself
back on the ship
they said
time to us to leave him
to develop his own language
and I woke up in my bed
did it really happen
to this day
I do not know
but do I believe in aliens
and alien abductions
yes I believe
for it may have happened
to me
all poetry contest
Spiraling simulations surfacing,
scattering synthetic secretions...
Constitution compiling constructs,
chimera copulations condescending…
Hope harvesting hallucinations,
halcyon harmonics hovering…
Eternities embracing ethereal etchings,
engulfing endometrium’s echo…
Dissociation disrupting dreams,
daunting deflective deception…
Illicit Illusions idling,
identical igneous illusory immanent…
Astral ambient abode,
abeyant assimilation abductions arising…
Licentious lethargic lioness longing,
levitating luring landscapes…
Sculptural synergies succumbing,
sensual sensations shuddering.
Background music...by Ennja
"No Matter"
With a female virtual voice
July.05.2019
Another Eight Word Challenge
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Placed 1'st...Thank You
MIRROR
I am the stars within the circle,
The sun in the Pyramids sky
You are automatically healed now
What am I!?
I reside within you,
nothing can take me away
No alien spaceships,
no abductions today
Anchors in the Sea can be lighter than me!
I'm here in front of thee...
What am I?
Look in the mirror...
Courage eternally.....Don't u see?
I'm the Dragon in thee..
Patience, dedication, determination and trust
Living, survival, these are a must
Budgeting, spending, credit or cash
Money, careers, decisions are rash
Marriages, funerals, family affairs
Adoptions, abortions, abductions, all there
Murdering, rapes, in alleys of streets
Mothers of victims, hearing those weeps
The world has become a stranger to me
No longer can safety save humanity
So now I shall choose to lock up my door
Hide from this world I no longer adore
Hello Dr. Phil, have you got a segment
I've got a few things latched onto my mind
Don't worry this won't take but a second
If you do me this I'll return the favor in kind
Hello Dr. Phil, it's about my mother
Well really both her and my mother in-law
If you care to throw my wife into the picture
That wouldn't be far off at all
Hello Dr. Phil, have you run into this problem
Or am I a first and is there a cure
Call me right back Doc, I think I can take it
Can you tell me how much longer I've got in this world
Hello Dr. Phil, you might recognize me
I've been to see Oz and those Dr's on Channel 4
Though they canceled my moment said I was clingly and needy
Hello Dr. Phil, can I be a friend of yours
Hello Dr. Phil, have I mentioned the aliens
Do you do abductions, is that your forte
Cause if you do I can get you more ratings
We'll bowl over Maury he'll have nothing to say
Hello Dr. Phil, I keep calling and calling
The heavy breathing? Yea, could be me on the line
But if you would answer neither of us would stress out
We could solve both our problems if you'd just give me the time
I'm trying to write something that doesn't involve hate; anarchist movement
I try so hard to help and listen to others when they have problems; therapists
But when I'm ready to unload every one vanishes; alien abductions
So I just back away and walk through dark halls; segregated
For once I will do the taking and hold you all hostage; bank robber
Just sit back and enjoy the view; panoramic style
But I still have a grudge with every one for no apparent reason; Oscar
The work still turns the same no matter how its view; reality
I try to keep my head up and just move forward; oh the places you will go
The world some times feel more like a stagnant pool; dontas inferno
But out their some were is some good; over the rain bow
A small piece of happiness just for me; disney fairytale
Weightless, within a sea of black,
ebony hugs your every curve.
And yet, you sense you're not alone,
for someone calls compellingly.
A portal appears in the pitch,
as shafts of light dispel the dark.
And like a Goddess, you glow in
an aura of shimmering light.
Color, dripping drops of crimson,
leaves a copper taste on your tongue.
And secluded in the shadows,
fear flickers in and out of view.
Fingers caress body and soul,
not as a man might stroke a pet.
But like an intimate lover,
arousing passion with his touch.
Hidden behind a shield of dreams,
every night, you are returned home.
And you awaken, unaware
that alien abductions are real.
(Blank Verse)
5/5/2013
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