Come out from your shell
Who have been bruise and beaten
Come, fight, hear the bell.
When percentages come out to play,
And numbers that are more factual indoors stay,
We would be fools not to turn away,
And for an even contest pray,
Or risk becoming the fool that is played this day,
And every other day,
That numbers are kept off the field of play,
By those not adverse to unfair play.
Come out of the darkness it's not a
Nice place.
Come out of the darkness and let
The sunshine hit your face.
Come out of the darkness it's not
The place to be
Come out of the darkness
And let the sunshine set you free
Come out of the darkness don't
Hide yourself away
Come out of the darkness and let
The sunshine make it day.
They Only come out at Night
Like Smoke throught the Forest
Floating in the Air
not a Sound to be heard
Over Hills They go
Down into Valley's They Flow
Creeping slowly down a Road
Up into Your Driveway
onto Your Porch it Comes
into a Crack it flows
Black as Pitch
Cold as Ice
Looking for the One
Up out of a Slit in the Floor
it Creeps to a Door
Under it goes
Slow and steady
it is always ready
under a Bed
Ready to Grab Your Head
and take You away
where You will NEVER see the Light of Day
Someone can advise you
To be friend of big rich people
To be also rich in the future.
I am telling you to be best friend
Of majority poor as
They need your aid
to destroy the system which enrich
Few people and
kill millions of poor people.
Poors of the world always fight each others
For the interests of the minority big rich people.
Who captured
the World
Do yourself investigations to find
out the main problems of this World.
What a simply lovely day,
The sunshine has come back to play!
Not a nary cloud in sight,
The sparrows sing songs of delight!
She was the envy of the other roaches, for her marvelous house.
They were jealous of her pink high heeled shoe, especially a louse.
He was angry because he could not slide into his own soft little bed.
She was thrilled he was jealous, for he was arrogant and not well-bred.
Can we visit? The lady bugs asked for they wanted to see the shoe.
To see her cloistered closet, darkness suited her through and through.
You have to come out sometime yelled that louse, Little Ned.
She was thrilled when her owner accidentally stomped him on his head.
.
Oh! Earth why are thou despondent?
What ails you?
Oh! Earth why are thou troubled?
What irks you?
Why do thou sit in despair?
Rise,
Be of good cheer,
Better days lie ahead,
Thy beauty returns to you,
Thy weary sons will be strengthened,
Thy dying offspring will be revived again,
Flora and fauna will sing melodious tunes,
None will be afraid of his neighbour,
The mighty will aid the feeble,
The strong will prop the weak,
Thy elements will come to you in peace,
They will wear changed garments,
Oh! Earth don’t fret,
Thy glory days come to you shortly,
They come to you in steady flights.
June 15, 2022,
2022 Poetry Marathon Mile 2 Poetry Contest,
Mark Toney.
We ten stood behind Marvel, holding on to each other.
Not sure what was going to happen. Afraid of the wrath of our brother.
She is the oldest girl in the family, and our cousin to boot.
She likes to smoke a cigar, play with guns, and yell things like “shoot!”
The rest of us sisters and cousins wanted to back her play.
We knew what she had been scheming and planning today.
I am going to wear pants to the family reunion, she said.
Oh no Marvel! Some of us yelled. You might end up dead!
We have to support her, cousin Lou insisted, and in a big way.
We discussed wearing pants – all of us, on this fateful day.
But most of us were fearful of the wrath of God and so….
We held on to Marvel, as she strutted about with her inner glow.
Marvel is the bravest of the brave, we all thought, giggling.
Some of were avoiding eye contact as the rest were sniggling.
Why don’t you all come out in pants? Uncle Jake gave a yell.
Because then, said Grandma Gert “They would all go to hell.”
Keep each other safe, and out of harm’s way,
Know who is doing good or doing bad—
Never let the monsters come out to play.
When you go to the park with friends each day,
Make sure that you leave with your mom or dad;
Keep each other safe, and out of harm’s way.
Don’t talk to strangers, always walk away,
And remember which color car they had—
Never let the monsters come out to play.
Call your friends often, make sure they’re okay,
Only do things to make each other glad;
Keep each other safe, and out of harm’s way.
Always be careful of the words you say,
Especially, when you are really mad—
Never let the monsters come out to play.
In conclusion, let’s keep in mind today,
Hugs make us smile and hitting makes us sad.
Keep each other safe, and out of harm’s way,
Never let the monsters come out to play.
© 2022
She should come out of the closet her mother said.
Her daddy was horrified, thinking she meant something else.
She came out in her own sweet time, wearing a snazzy prom dress.
You look terrific, her Daddy said, wondering about her now.
When stars come out to play at night
and up above the moon is bright,
the darkness cloaks the light of day
as shadows in the darkness sway
like silhouettes in pale moon light.
The hearts of lovers soon excite
as passions tempted with delight;
they come together quite risqué
when stars come out to play.
And as they hold each other tight
the flames of fervor will ignite
desires from deep within that prey
and light the night with their soiree,
and then the dance of love takes flight
when stars come out to play.
November 21, 2021
They are here to get you
So you can come out now
Out of hiding and free yourself
From the fear and from the run
Take hold of truth and tell it
As it always was to be
And never give the lie the power
And any time to shine
For you will win in time
When justice will prevail
And take your ease and solace
In peace that never fails
At Capernaum Jesus was teaching
when a man with a demon came screeching,
“As of God you are known,
now just leave us alone.”
“Be silent and come out.” There was healing.
Luke 4.31-35
I watched my TV and I laughed
The boxing was really quite daft
They kept social distance
No punch met resistance
But one caught a cold from the draught
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