Forced diversity has led to a compacted social sedimentation.
Another flavor of oppression...for everybody... this time around.
There's a heavy undercurrent of resentment and hatefulness.
Tugging souls down to where there's no air-no light -no honor.
A few well-intended veins are attempting to traverse the compaction.
But they're thin- fragile- guilt-ridden- unsustainable.
Destined to a slow wither or quickly bleed out.
If compacted for a prolonged period
There'll be a blending, but only via explosion.
Make no mistake:
This movement isn't about unity, equality, or putting balm to a wound.
It's about resentment, entitlement, and payback.
Choking people out with their mental scar tissue.
Germ of an idea
Adrenaline rush
Set your own agenda
breaching convention
Step back from fatalism
airlifting invention
Curb mind meekness
a silent ring of pretension
Words of flourish
no contamination
To unlock a brain
locked on compaction
Red hair intense
thought-thread ascension
New standards of beauty
but with complication
Discovery evolving
with fertilized alteration.
Revised poem: Spring 2020
How Trump Obtains A Thrill
Here is how Trump obtained a thrill;
Insulted mentally and emotionally ill;
Would shake;
Fun of make;
On front lawn did destroy a daffodil.
Trump has had much mental inaction;
With results of a complete compaction,
Intelligence became mere small fraction.
Saw site created by Trump's permanent;
Made impression which was permanent;
Looked like a loser,
And woman abuser;
Ugly appearance apparently was prominent.
Trump's bad behavior seemed to survive;
Was vividly seen on Saturday Night Live;
To see, his supporters for miles did drive.
Will complete later.
A Negative Reacton
To many politicians have negative reaction,
And away from them their is a contraction;
Many obstacles involved
Did need to be dissolved,
Caused and created by a big compaction.
Jim Horn Political Poem Series
Your torrid feminine allure stoked my desire,
Like an ancient dragon breathing on Hell’s fire,
Our spirits began to dance,
A sultry minuet,
Spiraling higher than we could ever expect,
A universe of stars could,
Never glisten as bright as your eyes,
The grandeur of your smile,
Eclipses an auroral sunrise.
Your wit is as sharp,
As a Groucho Marx line,
Your intellect is on a par,
With Albert Einstein.
Your compaction dictates,
You take the underdog’s side,
And by nature,
You could not even a fly.
Your capacity for love,
Is like no other,
You are an artist, a musician,
A mother and my lover.
Now that you don’t have,
Time to grow old,
Everyone’s heart you touch,
Turns to gold.
what is life
life is a gift gift
from love
million spermatazoa
solitary ovum
it s a chance
they swim against the current
upstream one wins if permitted
survival of the fittest
we are born
gamettes zygotes
cleavage and compaction
inner call mass morula
we are not morones
tropho-blasts blasto-cytes
hatching eggs
cavitiating lesions
we are implanted now
oct 1 2016
5.52 pm
The world collapses
Diseases kill
Meaningless wars
Starvation
Homelessness
Cancer is growing
We either hate our neighbors
Or just don’t know
Fire builds fire
Revenge is the cause
You can’t wound with your hands
You kill with kindness
And heal with compaction
Hatred no solution
The world collapsing
and we don't know what to do
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