Somewhere back there, along the road
I made a wrong turn
Now the lord has sat me down
Cause it was my time to learn
Life's been a series of harsh lessons
I care less to pass every test
The blocker of my own blessings
Why do I settle for less
Less than what I deserve
Less than what I'm destined
You live my life while I observe
Plagued by second-guessing
Self-medicated to avoid
The pain that came with stressing
As a result, it only feels like
It's been days since adolescence
How is it that one changes directions
After trekking the wrong path
Knowing nothing fruitful awaits
In the rearview of your past
Moving forward only makes sense
How long did it take before you discovered
There's no sense in looking back
Only putting one foot in front of the other
Job Description Board of the Middle East
The Sniper - not Palestinian
The Bomber - not Palestinian
The Thief - not Palestinian
The Terrorist - not Palestinian
The Child Killer - not Palestinian
The Burner of Tents - not Palestinian
The Group that blows up Hospitals - not Palestinian
The Rapist - not Palestinian
The Blocker of Humanitarian Aid - not Palestinian
The Exploding Pager Man - not Palestinian
Plant Bombs in Toys Job - not Palestinian
Booby Trap food on the starving - not Palestinian
Deprive Water to the Starving Job - not Palestinian
Genocide Promoter - not Palestinian
Financier of Genocide - not Palestinian
Propagandist for defending burning Babies - not Palestinian
Killer of Journalists - not Palestinian
Using Ambulances to murder civilians - not Palestinian
However all these positions are open
apply in Israel
they need more persons with zero morals
death is their only currency
A planet
Blue world, green sky, red land, rainbow life
Life here is a dream of the hoped life, in the sky
Down on the Earth, loved life, the planet is love
I love the Earth, but I want to go to the space
to find more Earths. I need to get another one
Live there, build life, live, and family there. Earn.
But where? I construct my new spaceship there
Satan gave me this idea. We will go there. Home
Misty past cannot be a blocker of my future way
New life will be a loved way. Passed me the love
of the way
On
Life
Future
Past
Gone
Satan
Love
Mind
God
Phone Humor For Today
Miracle Man
October 10, 2023
A phone reminds me of a red wasp stinging.
our phone is painful because it’s always ringing.
I much prefer my life to not be tied to a phone,
each time that it rings I begin my bemoan.
I have to be quick and need help with walking,
so before I can block it someone’s usually talking.
Some calls are averted by our trusty call blocker,
which is good news for someone tied to a walker.
Sometimes I fall in my effort to make haste,
we’ve six phones in the house, some are displaced.
Sometimes it rings waking me from deep slumber,
and often it’s someone who has the wrong number.
This morning, before 6 phone calls, my day was fine,
but now, I need a little cheese to go with my whine.
He's a deceased actor who still has plenty of fans, including me.
Dan Blocker died fifty years ago today at the age of forty-three.
He and his family moved to Switzerland because he was against the Vietnam War.
When he had gallbladder surgery, he didn't know that his death was what would be in store.
He commuted back and forth to the USA to star in Bonanza until his untimely death.
On May 13, 1972, a very talented actor passed away when he took his final breath.
He made Bonanza great but half a century ago, he was a man who the world lost.
Fifty years ago today, people had to say farewell to the man who starred as Hoss.
He was too young to die and when everybody lost Dan, it was a damn shame.
Bonanza ended just one season later because without Dan, it wasn't the same.
Dan's death caused his family, fans and the Bonanza cast members plenty of devastation.
It was half a century ago today when millions said goodbye and mourned in many nations.
[Dedicated to Dan Blocker (1928-1972) who died 50 years ago today on May 13, 1972]
A Day In The Life
By Miracle Man
2/11/2021
As each year gets worse than the one before,
I’m ready to show this pandemic the door.
Without warning or invite it’s in your house,
not the way of living that I would espouse.
I see myself as a prisoner, and a virus the guard,
seems the only safe place is alone in the yard.
I arise early mornings and turn on the news,
and my head becomes filled with negative views.
Soon the phone starts ringing at a very early clock,
any unfamiliar numbers my blocker will block.
We venture outside for Dr.’s, Med’s, mail, and grub,
no visiting or hugging is like giving friends the snub.
The media peddles dissention and will for a song,
and repeats each day till something worse comes along.
But politicians are the ones I respect the least,
Is lying in their genes or just the nature of the beast.
A friend told me to “cheer up Tom, it could be worse,
I cheered up and sure enough, it’s gotten worse.”
But I’m blessed far beyond what I’m deserving of.
What’s up,
Every Morning when I wake up with you is a new journey
So, before I open my eyes to see you
I think God for blessing me with you
But I have NO Idea who in the world I’m waking up to
Sometimes one part of you is begging me to go
While the other is begging me to stay
Kind of Confusing and funny at the same time
But, inside it hurts me so bad
It would help me to know if I’m a blessing to you
Or a blessing blocker
Am I the best thing that ever happen to you, or your misery
So, here I find myself in a place where I thought I’d never be
Stuck….
Stuck mentally, physically, and emotionally trapped by your love
Now, don’t get me wrong
I know I have a choice to stay or to go
I choose to stay
I can’t just turn and walk away or just go someplace and hide
My love for you is true, I hope you feel the same
There’s just No Way this love will die
This should make us stronger, wiser, and closer even
Because when we overcome mountains together
It only makes us better
We are who we are though it all
Heartache after heartache, with no promises or demands
We stand as one and understand that love is a battlefield
And for you I’d fight a war to win this battle
T'was late one night
I will admit
That I happened on an E-mail
And, thought nothing, as I opened it
Perusing every detail
It was sent from that noble site
Where I entrust my writings
And hope and pray 'ear everyday
They will incur some sightings
That's when I noticed
To my surprise
A list to honor some
Perhaps out of a hundred, I thought
It could be that I'm one
I started at the Top
But knew I wouldn't find it there
By half way down
I searched around
And found it no where near
Then continued
Scrolling till
I exhausted the whole dam roster
And wondered if this occurred
Because I use Ad Blocker.
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bought the Mercedes
make love
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is in
snap snap and chat
latex friendships
hollywood dreams
with amex
I never leave home
there she rests
in the trunk
blood mixed
with that new car smell
everything is modern these days
even my jail cell
Momento Mori
Remember you must die
We must walk thru the valley of the skulls
You can get there by using the proper tools
Everlasting life is for the fools
Old age can't be defied
The grim reaper can't be denied
He's waiting on the other side
Knock on the door and he will reply
Sometimes it up to you to decide
Skin will wrinkle, hair will turn gray
Better pray
We are not here to stay
We will need a walker and a beta blocker
Hopefully we don't have a heart stopper
Momento Mori
Remember you must die
Bones will become fragile and break with ease
Trying to avoid getting a disease
Just waiting for a permanent release
From this painful existence that we call life
Have had a heart attack not once but twice
We are just waiting to rot in the ground
Nothing but dirt that's all around
Silence will be that horrific sound
Momento Mori
Remember you must die
In the coffin we must lie
No need to cry
We need to be set free in able to fly!
O BRAIN
R
G
A
N
I
C
Reality how you cover
because you can my lover!
Taking truth and color
your paintings of others!
And sleepers we are all
enjoying false glee
and moumental parties
within the emptiness
of things misnamed!
Between thoughts from
'there' and sights
and sounds of 'here'
the infernal blocker
called organic brain!
And at times i find
it appropriate
to respond to reality
with complete and total
insanity!
Who can blame!?!
:: 07-21-2018 ::
The flat evening
In the bowl
In the swing
Absolute control
In the sky
The gray air
A little shy
The white hair
In the morning
The beta blocker
In the evening
The scripture and prayer
The river was tranquil
Neither the ripples nor the whistles
The chest peaceful
No fractions and decimals
Suddenly the gale
A blue blast
The prayer is frail
Begins the glasnost
In the dead soil
Fresh green poetry
The cup of turmoil
The struggling two and three
The charm is infectious
The music so supple
The Aphrodite of Cyprus
Drives away the camel
The control is contaminated
The germ is inexorable
With the blood gets blended
The pink poison granules
We postpone the starlight
The wine glasses calling
The summits of the highlights
In the waft of the spring
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April 7, 2018
Contamination - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann
Carrie Meeker was a sleepwalker,
Her doctor prescribed beta blocker;
The drug acted full whack
stopping her sleep and walk
Now she is a real chronic squawker.
Shyness may hold your personality back
It serves as a blessing blocker
Keeping you from indescribable happiness
The shell will only harden
Shells are meant to be shed gracefully
It is time to leave that tunnel and blossom
For only then, will you reach your true potential
True story guys... True story
I wondered why he didn't peak
As my dress would hit the floor
I pondered why he didn't speak
Of wanting something more
It seemed a bit strange
That he maintained a state of flaccid
Unless I'd rearrange
He couldn't seem to blast it
Boobs and bush weren't his thing
He would rather play soccer
Since I didn't have a ding a ling
He was a vagina blocker
As years passed by I became bitter
It seemed I couldn't please
In the rare event, he he made it flitter
I found myself on my knees
A "funny" man, was he
Also known as a butt pirate
surely didn't want me
Blew out every candle I lit
Now he resides over the rainbow
Holding hands instead of guns
A place where all the funnies go
When they decide its time to run
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