Best Statutory Poems
Sarah Johnson is, and will always be a cold, heartless murderer. She has no empathy for what she did to both of her own parents, Diane and Alan Johnson. Her friends and family can't even believe that a sweet girl would kill both of her own parents over some guy. They knew that Sarah wasn't supposed to get into this so-called "serious relationship" with this guy named Bruno Santos. The illegal immigrant was three years older than her, especially when he is still known for having a criminal history. It's sad to hear that Mr. and Mrs. Johnson had to die that soon. The entire Johnson family had their lives ahead of them. Sarah Johnson is a heartless liar, an assassin, and on top of all that, she has no soul. The girl was afraid that both of her parents would go to the police and have her so-called "boyfriend" arrested and charged for statutory rape, so Miss Johnson killed them. Now, that was a cowardly move. The reason why Sarah Johnson had killed both of her own parents (mother and father) is because for one, they were going to send him straight to jail for dating a then-sixteen-year-old and they grounded her for life, as in, "indefinitely." Everybody, including her brother, knows that Sarah has no heart and no soul. But in the end, I guess society is better off with Sarah Marie Johnson in prison for the rest of her life. And as far as the citizens of Bellevue, Idaho, her family and her high school friends are concerned, prison is where she belongs. She wasn't abused by both of her parents, but I still can't believe she killed them in cold blood. Now that's what everybody's talking about: a cold, calculates sociopath with no remorse for what she did and had felt no empathy. Sarah Johnson will always be remembered as a bad woman with a selfish ego. And if all types of homicides (matricide, fratricide, and/or parricide) continue to increase, there's no telling what bad thing might happen next.
Categories:
statutory, anniversary, death, family, parents,
Form:
Name
I’m standing solemnly contemplating
How ageing lighthouses independents
Have become Maritimes normality
With beacons becoming statutory
Now standing shimmering silhouetted
You’re shining flawlessly undemanding
The hopeful monument oblivious
To seamen’s abounding adorations
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
09.22.2014
Contest: The Lighthouse
Nette Onclaud
7th
Categories:
statutory, adventure, character, image, inspirational,
Form:
Verse
Value
All
Learning
Education
Denies
Ignorance
Construct
Theories
Organize
Read
Insist
Appreciate
Notice
She is a brown eyed girl with soft brown hair
The gown covers her pregnant belly
The tasseled cap is her crown
Nothing can down her determination
Motivation comes from nightmares
Motivation comes from dreams
As she speaks, tears stream
She recalls her defiance, disobedience, deadly deeds
She is overdue but happy to be on that stage
Her rage is different now
He doesn't acknowledge their coming baby
or his fatherhood
He called her nasty names in the neighborhood
Members of his gang brought her pictures of him
at the park with his hands all over another
She was struggling to become a mother
Later the law would send him to jail
for statutory rape of his little sister's friend
The offenses mounted and she
kept going to the Word
On her knees she pleaded
The situation was insane
How would she maintain?
She studied in the bathroom, on breaks
at work, on the bus, late at night, early morn
What could she accomplish? She had to mourn
the death of that other life
and be baptized into the new
Now she knew what to do
On her knees she pleaded
for a place for her and the
baby to stay
A home for unwed girls made
a way
She read, wrote, calculated, devised
Her books became worn as did her eyes
"God help me not to despise"
"Make the bitter better"
She sang verb conjugations
As she washed dishes
Her feet hurt and her back cried
If she failed it would not be
because she had not tried
When she was in the streets
She had partied hard
Now to pass this test
She would do her best
?Y porque no?
Her belly was so big
She sat sideways at the desk
There was a time when she
drank, doped and was rude
Now she was humble, determined
And the reward was now
Wow as they cheered her speech
"It all begins with me
First I must see
I tell you change and successes are
Always in your reach”
Value
All
Learning
Education
Denies
Ignorance
Construct
Theories
Organize
Read
Insist
Appreciate
Notice
Categories:
statutory, education, faith, life,
Form:
Acrostic
A Cyclops was chatting briefly to a triceratops on the A9. Travelling to a cooked conference. The deepening road arched in anticipation of wheels. Wow. The heightened awareness of ninety million snails parachuting from above can no longer be ignored by the pin people. Oh dear. The significantly growing masses can no longer be exposed to such truth. It is wiser to punch a door than a circular blade of grass. Every erosion eradicates evenly evil events. And a curly tail from a single ear of corn is paramount to a journey into an abyss of time. Travelling with curtain poles is fabulous. It highlights and further demonstrates the current need for versions to be visions and visitations visible. Vestibular vertabrims vanquish. And an eye of dawn laughing. Circumference of an atom is neither a headline of a series or a statutory static void. And still a turning. And still a stripey square. Spin then. No lines could ever taunt an area of over three hundred and fifty-five thousand square feet. Ha to that. Jeopardy is dancing with leopards today. Worldwide. Creating lots of financial gain. No ha to that. If doctors can spin then why don't they make a blanket then? And coughing in dough is not clever for it is wiser to cough near a drop of eighty-four million feet. Question not the remarkable ten toed wisdom of the arriving jellyfish. Canter. Gallop. And enter. How rather radical then. And so the conversation ceased as the journey began for the Cyclops and triceratops misted through the many lanes and roads cheered on only by their inner missions. Saluted by those whose antics upon humanity were rancid. And drawing attention only from the large piles of heifer excrement sizzling in the countryside akin to freshly cooked steak pies with gravy. Beanpole bake. Bream booms. Brook book. And one turtle eye staring. Xxxxx insectivorous institutions. Xxxx germination z
Categories:
statutory, bible, cinco de mayo,
Form:
Part 1
1958 (Introduction to employment)
Often I drift back to the days, where it all began. To feel again
the sharp brisk morning air against my inferior nakedness,
whilst sprightly making my way down school lane, towards the local builder’s yard,
to earn my weekly pittance!
here where the first day ritual, of one’s treatment an introduction to.
“Left handed screw drivers, buckets of steam,
(and don’t forget the lid,)
sky hooks for the innovative amongst us;
and grease around the balls ‘had they been quick enough!’”
My last day of education, teacher said I was a hopeless case,
the picture they drew for me, was one of depression.
“Curriculum vitae” none existent buried deep within my soul.
“God! What I’d give to be a footballer.”
(“Newcastle United” Laid heavy on my mind.)
Yet! Who was there to help me? Why this constant inability to learn when
no one spent the time to coax, or simply understand, and encourage,
while indoctrination imprinted from many years past, handed down through
generation to generation, taught one that,
“Hard work never hurt anyone.”
(“It bloody killed my father!”)
Employment a new world, the master’s menu
now activated upon an innocent ego, waiting to be stirred, by the privileged.
To confuse the gullible “Master” moves in many devious ways, to coerce one to believe in
a system that spawns tyranny! “These Rams of society” Manipulators all, whose ecstasies
of sweet moments are drawn from the cries of menial men, those whom when on his morning tour of the works, doff their caps, as one would when Pharaoh entered the room, therefore destined to wander aimlessly, within each corporation statutory limits.
It was here an introduction to the red power, born from ideological ideals,
collective thoughts being their strength, leaving individuality as a nonentity, and a friendly threat that left me cold inside.
Yes! It is this system I grew to despise so much, yet kindled by England’s very own
“Twin seeds of learning.”
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Categories:
statutory, day, life, morning, work,
Form:
Free verse
Today is her birthday
I don't know what to say
Besides the obvious "Happy Birthday"
But what should I do?
Got flowers
Well dressed
Tie and Suit
Bought a few karats of gold for her neck
Money I did not have but eh what the heck
My girl's day, gonna' celebrate it her way
Drove down to the store
Bought liquor
Then off to her house
Realized I was late for the cutting of the cake
Sped there, a minute it did take
Approached her door, checked my breath with a puff puff
Shocked as my greetings began with a cuff and a cuff
As two cops stood there marandizing
I began realizing
Began flippin out in a rage
But it hit me this girl told me the wrong age
Cops won't listen so this is my fate
Jail! Because of statutory rape
Categories:
statutory, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, me,
Form:
Rhyme
The 'Golden Rule' is an eternal principle for all mankind.*
Righteousness cannot exist without the presence of justice**
Universal fairness and respect are required for human coexistence
Evil expresses itself in the form of power hunger for control of others.
Juries are often utilized to render justice to individual citizens
Unjust judges and the entire justice system can be an evil stench
Statutory laws can be designed and passed for purposes of 'the select'
Tolerance must exist for the weak, the aged, the handicapped, and the poor
Independence that excludes, breeds corruption and disunity among men
Communities become strong by bonds of equality, unity, and understanding
Equality under the law is the least any society should require of its existence
12192018PoSoupContest, Justice, Carolyn Devonshire * So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you, for this sums up the Law and the Prophets. Jesus, Matthew 7:12 NIV
** “Let justice roll down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.” Martin Luther King Jr., Letter from the Birmingham ; 4P
Categories:
statutory, community, jesus, love, people,
Form:
Acrostic
a sudden Bonanza viz sexual abuse among
faux Green Acres within Mayberry RFD
now spells showtime for The Avengers, Batman
and Robin to Get Smart
take to heart (what haint no new bob bing beast),
those perpetrators to forsake their Good Times
yet, who determines what constitutes, and how to differentiate
mere kibitzing from unwanted overtures
though most people would concur when
definitive, tangible, verbal assault occurs,
spoiling future Happy Days, yet numerous incidents (ass hide
from clear cut serious offences indeed)
rather when details appear nebulous, sketchy, vague,
et cetera defy categorization, giving benefit of doubt to
females or males in question claiming harrassment,
especially when minors testify as adults, asper
major gross indignties (such as pedofilia, date,
incestuous, statutory rape, sodomy,
et cetera committed), that occurred years or decades ex post facto
sans molestation, said time delayed contention
must be taken at face value without fail informing
a jury retroactive justice must be must be handed down
to the accuser blatantly, flagrantly, flaunting illegality,
hence fair sentence accordingly adjudicated
insync decreed capital crime abrogated child welfare,
defiling and permanently affecting emotional well being
of said underage youths, as best one
to compensate aggrieved subjects must purge
abominable categorical imperative
asper deliberate wanton (I soup pose), tricked, mislead,
forced to participate unwillingly
risking mental, physical and spiritual health of innocent kid
imposing unforgivable, horrible, execrable misdeeds
irrevocably damaging Lassie or laddie,
which indelibly foisted battering, whereby
even Doctor Marcys Welby M.D. unable to mend
condemning sufferer to psychological Mash pit
triggering Maude lin while Knot's Landing flooded.
Categories:
statutory, abuse, addiction, anger, evil,
Form:
Free verse
(This is a fictional poem but sadly this kind of thing really does happen.)
My daughter is only thirteen and you're twenty-two.
You seduced her and now I'm going to call the law on you.
You're thinking about running but you can't escape.
The police will arrest you for statutory rape.
It's my job to protect my daughter from creeps like you.
You're really going to regret what you did when I'm through.
You took advantage of a sweet girl and now you'll pay the price.
In the future if you consider seducing another teenager, maybe you'll think twice.
Categories:
statutory, angst, children, life, on
Form:
Dramatic Verse
If a pink elephant rides on a green wave then the tarantula will be under great pressure. Chains are a peril. Particularly when placed upon a coconut. Technical difficulties are often solved with the clear blue lines of a fountain pen. Or black. Any colour really. Whilst arranging blackberries on shelves be very very wary. Its often a stem that conceals a rot so never play bowling in a circus tent. Eradicating with forces in lots and lots of pans. A mean dinner can be clever. And clavicles can be turned into chord patterns. Often without permission. Merely the merry leaning of a lantern. Or a pond thinking of flight. It takes great effort and presence of mind to boil a fish in a kettle. Kiss kites karate Kala kale. Make no mistake the mist is important and importantly it is importable to wield a sharpened spear. And a bangle. Beaming booming braking banging beams. Question not a tooth from a tiger plaster cast decorated with a little swirling swimming starfish. Don't shove elephants in sustained supported shuttles. Hahahaha and now play croquet. Hahahaha and do a crossword xxxx ha statutory sickness pay *** hahahaha and now the wooden floor to the other day is good xxxx ha z. Ionisation x . At 23 degrees. Xxxx evaporation xxxx.
Categories:
statutory, beautiful,
Form:
Cathedrals in tea cups. Jingle jangle playtime then. Golden slippers on a carpet of custard. Slip slide. Drip. No droop. Flavoured water is never fake. Obviously. And count the jellied eels in a bath of crumbs. How very entertaining and mystical. Nine senses of the booming giant. When standing upright in a forest count the plates. Tree cups are benign. So never play hop scotch in a thistle plant. Or a fern. The silent rush of a two ton bullfrog is similar to the call of a spotted hippo drinking lemonade. Gurgle gurgle gargle then spit. Spiritually. Wow. The feisty palate of a shrew. Should never be measured in diameters or decibals or put on a graph. Thankyou. Turn a door into a pillow. How glamorous. Pretty little mermaid does not like to be put in a pot. Pig pock peck picking. X. Cluck. Hahahaha. Wonderful. Homely. Heavenly. Heaps. Count heaps. 1 2 3 4 dance with a very large ornately carved melon. Means are neither mice men or moons. Sensual is the tail arch from a shrouded single sentence on legs. Jumping. I would like to go to the zoo. No wandering bean curd is prevalent in a caged wilderness. Exact to type. Specifications. *** placing a plant at vertical angles. And planting willows in a very astronomical alignment. It is always wise when using a fork to hold it up to one's eyes. Hold one's breath. Then at precisely noon curve to the cards. Bow. Then boom. Boom brings basses. Basses bring beauty. So never argue with a dramatic pickle weighing over 900 tons. Hahahaha xx hahahaha and a dew bud. A snowman skipping. Sandstorms in a glow. With or without sticks. Xx PS I will know take a cow and whirl it. To the beat from the walnuts. Good. Mm mystify not senses at left angles. And form an orderly queue in a moonlit heat. Under stars. In deserts. Camels chuckling chucking charismatic charming centered cosmic costumes. *** trapezoidal trapezoid trapezius trapezoidal xx hahahaha how the fish sing la la La Salle xxxx bring not a brochure to a brook. *** eradication *** statutory provisions xxxxx ha xxxx 83% *** privatisation privy xxxx steeple sap. *** ha xx positioned postures paint *** xeonagraphic . Z.
Categories:
statutory, analogy, angel,
Form:
4% mnm
Mountainous syllables can never really tread lightly across a rope bridge. But living in a cabbage house is fantastic fun for many leaves make many rooms and many rooms make much rubbish. Don't trip over the staircases. Nor the bins. Nor the fireplaces. Be safe in an oceanographic breeze. It is often wise to counter count. And never leave a leaf door ajar. Ok? Good. Fodder not a fried fish. Especially when driving a forklift truck. Ponder not the wonder of a damsel on a butterfly couch. How very sedate! But neither seductive nor secretive for serpentines are often deceptively shark like. Particularly when partially shaded by a curtain. Pull shut then open to reveal. Wow such revelational defects. How quite ornate. And a man in a suit with a small briefcase is often as round as a round house. No spring in a portly framed partridge. But carrying a cartridge through the airspaces can bring a ship to life. Smiling. Waves kiss the sides. And sailors play swan lake on harmonicas and violins for the dusk often brings dust. And to halt is to delay only for points are gained by talking treadmill like in large halls with lecterns'. Drink then. Capsicum rice flavoured juice creates much lemon spittle. How rather remarkable are the quotes from the pickled saged cavern dwellers in yachts awaiting the demise of development. The continuation of a fluctuation is a fascination for a fattened form. And so the bead arrives on slightly bended knee in a small sixteenth century chapel. Hum not a tune of trotting uniforms and hooves. No haha to that. It is merely a zero percent of a demonic deficit sweep. Swimmingly seemingly surpassing swamps. And a door swinging happily. Haha jumping jamming junipers. Hahaha statutory static void. Hahahaha xx pea leap. Xxxxx monopolistic Z with the p y q. 89.0. Xzx
Categories:
statutory, appreciation, arabic, aubade, fashion,
Form:
IF ever I had a country : LVI - LVII
LVI
IF ever I had a Stateless country
And if ever I were a Stateless Person citizen patriot ready to lay my life down for the statelessness of my country
I'd ask myself first who rules in this Country without a State to make it a country
Whether this Stateless State is in a State without a country and/or without membership in the international community
Or a country without legitimate citizens to elect those who represent the State with or without democracy
Or whether the One-Party State is better for the Stateless Person citizen than the divided-state of the system of the non-Nicomachean Two-Party dog-eat-dog bi-cameral idiocy
That is, if ever I were a Stateless Person citizen with Stateless Nationality in my country
And even if I never ever had no citizenship in no Stateless country
LVII
IF ever I had a Stateless country
And if ever I were a Stateless Person citizen patriot upholding with my life the Statelessness of my country
Would I exist in a state of Statelessness along with other Stateless Persons in a State without a country
In a State without a State University to award certificates of statelessnesses as a statutory degree
A State without the usual ecstatic state of political inadequacies iniquities and other abnormal psychological incompatibility
In other words a State over which all normal countries would be eager to wage heroic war in order to exercise their authority
That is, if ever I were a Stateless Person citizen patriot upholding with my life the Statelessness of my country
And even if I never ever had to call my own no Stateless country
© T. Wignesan - Paris, August 15, 2018
Categories:
statutory, community, international, leadership, philosophy,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
Rabbits at junctions are often akin to moons at traffic lights. A light lunch is preferable to a whisky scone when taking a picnic to a lake. But playlists can play so font argue with a flamed fortress of fig. Tailoring a suit for a nine foot bead and dazzling s crowd with a one millimetre tiara is not a sound judgment for a counting ball. 1 2 3 then. Radio that on a one kilometre hand held microphone. Hahahahaha the skipping rope is jumping in a hula hoop today. Lovely. It is not the way of the feathered cloud to land in a field fuelled upside-down but a gridlocked four dimensional satanic bowler hat can swim many acres in a spotted swimsuit. Good. Underpasses underwater underground undertake uniquely unequal unisons. And a proxy is neither productive nor normal. Statutory static authorisational code bringing wine to a ball room. Fantastic news for the pillar. Geranium gathering giblets. And a pie. Wow. Xxxxx destitution demon demonstrated dogmatic dramas digging. Xxxxxx counter intelligence and no matter. Xxxxx miscommunication Z
Categories:
statutory, arabic,
Form:
And when you wake up it’s a good time
and you had the drugs
yer! you spun them up
searching for a good time
seems to cost so much
buying into a narcotic vein mixed with blood
A tiny window
do you think that’s enough
a bigger plasma screen
yer! And now you’re getting tough
and everything you’re dreaming of
just another circuitry
just another robbery
just another payment made
a secondary death delayed
do you really think you have it made
A Pixelated
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
you’re miserable sun up
and the taste of cold
never this disaster
and always this disaster held at bay
the dangerous liaison of having it your way
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
A Pixelated
Grinding teeth at some desperate need
another hit is
all you need
and life well that’s just the dream of millions
seven and a half billion humans
sucking on the straws
of desperation
do you really think you know
what it’s like to be living
A Pixelated undiversified
statutory sentence to provide
the very sorry
please forgive of your lives
the shadow on the wall
the story of it all
the filthy grubbing deal
PHEW !
Let’s not brand the program go
A Pixelated
Picture this of unknown parts
the big picture is where it starts
you eat yourself
they eat themselves
you’re not alone
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Are you in the program
Or maybe everyone else is your family
and this planet
is your home
Categories:
statutory, character, environment, society,
Form:
Free verse