NO NO NO NO FEAR OF CIRO GARGANO HIS UNDESIRABLE BLACKS HE HIRES BLACKMAILS TO TORCH BUILDING FALSIFY HELL EARTH OR LIKE ME FORCED
TO WEAR WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI TO PROTECT MY CHILDREN BECAUSE OF YOUR FIRES OF HELL MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS GETTING YOUR PRISON TIME CUT IN HALF I AM CERTAINLY NOT SURPRISED THIS UNDESIRABLE BLACK JHORE DOMESTIC TERRORISTS THREATS FALSIFYING HELL AGAIN TO COVER OF ARSON MURDER OF 8 RESUKTING IN 9 VICTIMS I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR MURDERS SO STOP BULLYING ME I'M SURE JHORE GOT A LIGHT STOP BULLYING ME .STOP INTIMIDATING ME BURN MORE ELDERLY PERSONS ALIVE WHY DO I NEED TO BE REMINDED OF SOOT ON SUITS FROM THE TAILOR SHOP
Categories:
blackmails, allah,
Form: Naat
Ugliness lingers
when beauty is gone
much further divided
than dusk is from dawn
I reference not
the figure or face
but rather the heart
of our lost human race
We fancy ourselves
as noble and great
yet treat one another
with hearts full of hate
And day after day
with greater aggression
we bind ourselves up
in cords of oppression
The beasts of the field
know nothing of pride
They neither plot murders
nor plan suicide
No animal exploits
another for gain
The Earth never blackmails
the sky for her rain
Has any man witnessed
the bigotry of
the trees or the grass
or a self righteous dove?
So, right is now wrong
and truth is a lie
since when we first heard
we won't surely die
And ugliness is
what beauty once was
And man is now praised
for the evil he does
Categories:
blackmails, corruption, society, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Dwellers of the capital city-
In a rare circumstance
Driving in their heavy engines
Migrated in flocks of birds
To the rural areas to beg-
Not sugar not salt-
Not money not shelter
In somber voices chanting slogans
Their instrumentals biasing the rural
Shouting party names throwing cash
Confusing hardworking farmers
Like dogs like vultures they run-
For killer remnants
Like small fish they swim in numbers
For the stuff on the hook-
In order to vote YES in numbers
Even though hearts feel NO
After chewing and swallowing-
From the baits
Crocodile hippopotamuses and the sharks-
Own back the sea
Categories:
blackmails, political, poverty, pride,
Form: Free verse
My cousin said that he had proof that I killed my wife.
He said if I didn't give him a million, he'd ruin my life.
I knew that he would go to the Cops, I positively had no doubt.
A million bucks is a lot to pay, it was cheaper to take him out.
I hired a hitman and a couple of days ago, he got plugged.
People are attending his funeral and his grave has been dug.
I'm a bad man and there was something he couldn't see.
It's very stupid and unhealthy to blackmail me.
(This is a fictional poem)
Categories:
blackmails, cousin, death, funeral, murder,
Form: Rhyme