What young damsels strive to make us safe in our home?
It's Bondi and Gabard and Ms. Kristi Noem.
Barbie Bondi's sleek tresses; vanilla chrome
The fair AG's brilliance dims not in twilight's gloam.
Our femme fatale Merlin makes grave crimes disappear
So many rich predators have zero to fear.
Staunch Telsi Gabbard, raven hair silver streaked
Cloak and dagger quirky devilry so readily leaked.
Your boss barks jump, and you jump to conclusions
Giving credence to all his cruel twisted delusions.
To DHS ICE Queen, Ms. Kristi Noem I shower elation
For her fashionista elan and prevarication.
You stir up our basest instincts, Ms. Noem
So to you I grudgingly dedicate my poem.
Used to be sex scandals..Treason spys betrayal lies
Did some wear suits and sandals? But why
Digress? We see no less..indeed such retrograde
Examples..And regression; there is no
Suppression of avatistic, evil actions death
Is a (great industry) s r a..Rituals of a low-rachy..Genocide wars collide.' Who can make the biggest gain.? Laud that nation
Sedate its citizens again..desensitize dis-harmonize.' Deifiy and demonize.' Play the chords dim the lights.' Then Bathe in blood
Is that your delight.? It pays to kill, are the innocents better.? In your estimation.? I mean? Is it a higher pay
grade getter..? I hear
The grinding of many gears.' The rash apportion.' The play on fear..To kill the elders.' Was just a sop to the crowd whose morals you frayed..? Or shredded morelike; zouds.! And here we see the basest tricks.'
Exposed despised..Example Scandle ectremely 'Sic'
There are terms humanity uses, phrases words appear."
To communicate emotions, in aim of clarity, or to help
Verbally in communicating our anxiety, or sense of honour
Even anger, love or fear.' Some terms are formed generically.' Yet others are forged and planned.' To strike
At the spirit, heart and souls of 'right thinking women and
Man' the word ( elites ) is being used to describe indeed
The dregs..' its as dis-informative in the context and concept
Indeed its correction ' must get now on its legs' to
Highlight those of repulsive ways..Who glorify abuse who
Plan nightmares today.' Who facilitate urusry murder and
Greed, who co-opt and co-erce for the basest of needs who
To be validated are willing to do the vilest' the dirtiest things.)
Scum could do.' I find no word low enough.! No term that
Will match.' To the acts of these lunatics and the sick dreams they hatch.' (They call wicked for good) remember
My friend; (2020?) and just extrapolate' then and only things will
Get on the mend!
Fear suppresses man’s basest instincts
~ Think of what Love can accomplish
I am terrified and this is love
Resignation; this is love
Yours is fiercer than mine, less green
Pale, flowing as a riverbed and more of it
Yours is funny in the basest way
My body curls around the edges as you talk
Away from your mouth
Backed my nose into a wall
Crushing myself to let you love me
And feel no shame in it
Is that a service to the both of us
Will our children not be grateful
That I slowly grow away
The more my fingers bite cuts into my palm
I soothe you with my lips
And whilst air blows through
Your clouds of smoke
Me and my riverbed behind the house
Hidden by the trees you paid for
Sink deeper than we’re ever out to do
Is it you that I cannot let die
Or your child-self in the cellar
Locked away with the dust and me
Good neighbors, sweet friends, Can you forgive me?
In long, still and creeping hours of study,
I can be stern and inaccessible.
My studies tax me to basest function,
resting, weight-like, on my wretched shoulders.
I, too-weary, ebb and at times, tend to
spare few feelings and gall, as if licensed.
Sometimes I go, unwillingly to class,
a melancholy lass. Please, if we talk,
speak gently. I labor under command,
and you may not be answered with reason.
Hereby hangs the tale, ladies just and fair.
Sleep, that dark medicine, has restored me,
my sanity and my better judgment.
Patiently receive my apology
and recall our many fun adventures.
Love is sacrificial,
It gives all without holding back,
It stands to defend,
Putting itself on the line.
Love is a traveller,
It goes on miles to seek the desired,
It journeys with the beloved,
Distance is not a barrier.
Love bears every circumstance,
Thorns and thistles fraught,
Briers and nettles abound,
It stays close through thick and thin.
Love is a comforter,
It heals deep cuts and wounds,
It’s a solace for the bereaved,
It’s a prop for the troubled.
Love is an upholder,
It lifts from the basest level,
It carries on eagle's wings,
It channels positive energies.
Love is a boundless stream,
Unpolluted and undefiled,
Sufficient for all who want to fetch,
Available in a serene flow.
August 20, 2022.
They were butchered in Bucha
Victims of unprovoked aggression
Wrapped in body bags of wickedness
Like chicken preserved in the cold room
What a world of brutality
What an act of bestiality
What a display of man’s inhumanity
It is man’s basest depravity
Let the world rise against this insanity
And bring the blood thirsty scoundrels
To the path of accountability
The world is watching
The God of the defenseless is taking stock
To mete out punishment
To perpetrators of crimes of war
Ten years spun into ballooning wear
Keep slipping through tighter fingers,
Fresh year's tries in futility repair
Adamant dents of wasting days.
Naive New Year's Eves pop in and go
In swift succession of dying dreams,
Most astute labors bootless bow;
Giving up more rewarding seems.
No tiny stone now unturned remains,
Yet progress-freezing agues fetid ail;
Stinging more than adder's fang ever sunk
Into most luck-lacking lamb's sleekest tail.
Expressionless Heaven looks on still,
As basest ills and brutish hell as one
Choke to death firmest hope's last ray;
As faith fruitless toils beneath the sun.
Trump's another Hitler
Mike Pence, a racist
America's a slave plantation
Accusations, the basest
Shootings and murders are rising
So let's defund the police
Since jails breed hardened criminals
Let's call for instant release
Big corporations are all evil
Their wealth, confiscate
'Redistribute it fairly' --
Will Congress take the bait?
False analogies make us wince
Illogical demands do too
Woke-sters run the government
And they're coming after you
Nobody knew better than him the value
Of great art --
The need to preserve the memory of
Great artists;
Do not even the basest of us feel
Overwhelming emotion, hushed awe?
Great art should seem to the eye all
Things divine rather than human;
But still, of any person...it should fall
to him
To obliterate the most magnificent
Art had then yet to offer.
A crime committed in full view
Of the old city's appalled populace;
He undertook it with selfsame blase'
Nonchalance
Such as dictators sometimes so indulge in
When immersed in their own idle genocides.
The mind that contrived such eloquent,
Articulated words
Hell-bent on a dreadful, utterly
Inconceivable destruction!
And following on from this terrible
Silence of a long, drawn-out aftermath?
The choirs of gathering voices offering up
Glorianas and praises-in-excelsis
For that which unceasingly labours to exalt
In the banality of the prosaic and mundane.
I fought one piggish Titan and I won
As if that devious Leech existed not;
Sealing the very firy nose of his gun
With ball-like rags to sap every shot.
A long-lionized mogul of giant name
Slew my low fists by a magic stroke;
Vilest Judas glossing in pesty fame,
I his two-timing fang spookily broke.
I know not if such a scheming villain
Fickle arms dim for want of glut gain,
Ever shall by Time's rare marvel floor,
And ink selfsame serendipities more.
May the Highest Star your ochre clip,
And pelt plagues and fates your ship;
Until Hades her filthiest minion finds
Sulfurous frying betwixt fallen minds.
May your fiendish bow of foxy veneer
Snap mid-hunt as looms hugest deer,
And life's fave tooth turn fatal sore;
Your daintiest morsel tartest grow!
'O, reason not the need! Our basest beggars
Are in the the poorest thing superfluous.
Allow not nature more than Nature needs,
Man's life is cheap as beast's!'
~ King Lear, Act 2, Scene 4
The truth is simple
We are in love
What need we
creamsicle sunrises
or pink turtledoves
Our hearts beat as one
As each day is run
Wherefore wish for
magenta sunsets
or gossamer nets
Love's in our thoughts
~ Our needs are naught
Absolve us all of anguish
When appetency goes awry
The allure of the atrocious
Can take precedence over the auspicious.
Nought can assuage the anxiety of abomination
Flowing from such appetites
Ancillary to our basest desires.
Saying amen leaves us
Aghast at our arrogance
Adding to our aggravation
Acquittal comes from abstinence
And not from avarice.
Chuck and Nancy quite the couple
They work in tandem and speak as one,
Like two fly’s buzzing in unison
Into my space have they now come.
A New York hack and a California dreamer,
Their single purpose to stop me in my tracks,
Just when the nation needs my talent most,
All I hear from them are quacks.
There’s a national emergency
With heathens at our gates,
Rapists, robbers and molesters,
The basest form of life’s primates.
But my wall will stop them,
To protect us all,
For them to try and block it
Takes truly quite some gall.
The fight’s not over,
I’ll win this yet,
Upon the outcome
You can now bet.
Our darling lovebirds
Need watch the sky,
As this great eagle
Comes swooping by!
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