Keyboard Warriors
Miracle Man
1/24/2022
Too many have become mere keyboard fighters,
sniping at others with whom they dIsagree.
Cowardly, they occupy shadows as backbiters,
and the first amendment made this speech free.
They cancel others out when not in agreement,
and use the term “woke” to show their awareness.
Social injustice voices have now become vehement,
but only one side of an issue is short of fairness.
"Every generation of Americans needs to know
that freedom exists not in doing what we like,
but in having the right to do what we ought."
Pope John Paul11
Categories:
backbiters, abuse, bullying,
Form: Lyric
Backbiter
Close your mouth
Not worth talking
Shut your mouth
It's too dirty
Seal thy tongue
It's almost bitter
Utter not a sentence
It's just like bile
Hold thy lips
Thy word can not please our heart
Heat hit hot not our heart with thy words
You are not recognize
In our midst
©® 6/11/17..
Categories:
backbiters, anger,
Form: Free verse
You were always a step ahead
of the backbiters
Thoroughly progressive in your thinking
A woman of intellectual substance will always
be treated with some male hostility
But for other women to despise your gift of wit,
and treat you shabbily because of it,
is a gender obscenity
Yet your acceptance of other’s intolerance
makes you stand even taller still
A giant among Lilliputian pettiness
keeps you moving further ahead,
striving instead to be better than your tormentors
Though morally superior, you chose to take the high road
Others who are low brow inferior,
look so tarnished in the presence of prodigal gold
Entering the realm of advanced intellect,
you accept the fact that you have so much to learn,
and just how little you know
No guile keeps you grounded,
staying ever so humble
Acceptance by peers who respect you,
allows you to have the freedom to pursue
your dream of letting ego go
And observe with clinical curiosity,
your intellect quantum leap exponentially grow
Categories:
backbiters, forgiveness, smart, wisdom, woman,
Form: Free verse
THE BACKBITERS DIARY.
She’s a land called
Barren craft,
Variety of laugh hangs
On this verse
The vampire’s turbine
Is double of man’s
Heart,
Biting different parts
With just one mouth,
Stones at your back
As dart that excretes
Artifacts.
She gives another two clap
As the cow whose delight
Is for the calf.
The real laugh lives within
Only a tiny line stands
In between,
Never talk silence to be
Darkness,
Drill into your pride
Like super is the greater
Price.
I never respect the thunder’s
Eye
Despite His knowledge
Of wonder’s to life’s child,
I am bribed with just one
Fun night
To last twice,
Castigate her son
In epileptic day light.
I never sat to revise
These an episode I
Wish to revive,
The shy stars pity my
Crime,
As the goats gather to
Empty my shaft.
How did I make this verse?
My diary ended like sand
During the transit
To gossip in France.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.
Categories:
backbiters, art,
Form: Ballade