Best Regulate Poems

I love Guns


Guns make us safe
Guns are rights and freedoms
The more guns, the more freedoms we shall bear
Every man woman and child should be armed
So that we are all safe
All schools should be armed
Teachers, Principals, Janitors, arm them all
The finally we can relax
in total safety
knowing...

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Forget about futuristic wars
between nations, race against race
country against country
tongue against tongue;
soon the populous will know no
borders, continents no boundaries.
“The New master”
Is awakening manoeuvring
stalking, his plan already activated
The twenty second century will
see his bidding become
formidable, the pocket, whims,
thoughts and desires
will be his to regulate, what
to...

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AMERICA, OH AMERICA

America, oh America, the mother of Exiles,
Mighty woman with a torch,
Towers high as a top notch
Whose flame is the imprisoned fire
With conquering limbs empire,
Astrife from kingdom to kingdom
Aiming to regulate the world's freedom
Fooled the world, psychopathic savagery
Comes a nightmare nation's can't win. Sadly
Inciting...

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Cheese curds make my day.

My wife has a daily habit
Of caring for all my needs.
She keeps her eyes wide open
To see what she can see.

This week was no exception
As she neared the dairy case.
Greeted by one of my favorites
Now staring her in the face.

You see....

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The middle class here can't be saved
When 0.001% act so depraved
Their wealth without end
These royals* still pretend
Did not come from us—their 
enslaved**


*The Royals: CEOs, Banksters, Revolving Door Regulators, The FED, Congressmen for sale, Lobbyists, Board Members of Big Corporations, Major Shareholders who vote for these...

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Last evening I noticed another disconcerting Trump headline.
This felt and smelled more like a deadline
for disintegration
than a lifeline,
a bootstrap, if you will,
toward integrity of health and regenerative safety,
which I thought was front and center
in our US Constitution
which I remember him swearing to protect
right before he...

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"Black Dog Barks"



I feed the beast pieces of my heart
Black Dog Barks
prowling inside my parametres silky soft paws

Black Dog Barks
I feed the Jabberwock pieces of my mind
this is how it begins torn and bloody

I feed the Jabberwock pieces of my mind
the mirror smiles back and...

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She drives that wobbly car
Stacked to the roof with goods
Squalor taunts her thus far
As she hides under hoods

Her babe cries behind bags
Baubles of plastic sneer
Purpose chokes on ball gags
When spending serves to steer

Tears well in her bright eye
While she struggles with rent
How will her child...

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We are Winkin, Blinkin and Nod.
Many years this earth, we have trod.
We each had a dream, we three.
Winkin first said” my dream came back to me.

It was the Pacific Ocean calling to me you see.
Discarded plastics relentlessly thrown needlessly.
They form a canopy over the sea,...

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When the gut says no; know that it’s forbidden
When heart repels the idea is forbidden
When mind think bad it is indeed forbidden!
When eyes look with hatred it is forbidden
When ears hears wrongs it is forbidden
When ways become to forbid one
Forbid the evil that tempts your...

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The world persuades us to go faster
never to settle for an average speed
but eventually faster puts us off the road
proving nothing good comes from greed

The fast pace of life takes enjoyment
far far away taking out the good
the beautiful scenery you've missed
flashes past you as it...

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  I AM POETRY 

‘In the Beginning
was the Word’
light penetrated dark
sound big-banged birthed
three in One creating
~ P o e t r y ~
I am this poised superlative 
unchanging yet exotically emitting 
all that changes 

I am Poetry
fruit of my desires 
dropping when fully ripened
as...

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THE PERSPECTIVE OF ALABASTER SCROOGE

In modern English people time, when the world was full of eminent joy, there lived a man of prestige who was totally the opposite of anyone who strives to form the perfect environment that established his person in which he was...

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There is a place called tomorrow
Where this set of politicians
Who claim we elected them
Will all be gone
Even the last trace of their names
Will be no more.
No need naming names
Or pointing fingers at them
You and I know them well.
In that place called tomorrow,
Even their distant seeds...

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Can anybody tell me how they get over that synonym,
             Missing. 
I am unable to regulate my soul, 
It doomed my thoughts, defeated
my entity, dictated the pleasure's 
off me, to feel the Moment.

Missing,...

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