Confiscate Poems

Fascination

A luminescent shimmer of stars,
bright as they were dancing
all aligned in perfect formation
With whispers in the air, romancing.

I thought I caught the subtle shift,
Time elapsing into space
As the moonlight drew its radiance
It was a delectable little taste.

How could I ever dare to dream,
When the universe is vast and unknown
I drown in anticipation
on what we can never own.

I possess a sense of fascination,
like a child struck with awe
To confiscate a moment of clarity
so natural and raw.

Covid

Covid

commiserate, conjugate
circumambulate around the 
circumference of the
continent
covertly circulate
in the crevices of 
confederates
cramped, crawling,
crooning in the
cavern of 
Copulates
we concurred
that the crisis
was going to confabulate
Covid closure
clamped and comorbid
into crass and crumpled
consternates
constipate crush
collapse and confiscate
curious conjugates
carelessly canned
into cisterns of
congenial but classless
contaminate.

i cannot continue
to calculate
the cost of our
confusion.

By the King's Decree

Sanctified, sealed, once written in blood

Shipped on the seas and fought in the mud

Swords and arrows and battering rams

Sparing the rich to sacrifice lambs

Multitudes sent to battle by hand

Manpower spent to confiscate land

Another war by the King's decree

Fought by the poor and always will be

Sadly though, many lives they barter

Proudly though, many souls they martyr

Death from wars are always repeated

Kings, in time, are always defeated

Why?

Am I just a forsaken friend?
Am I just a slave?
Why, my precious, do you treat
your beloved as a knave?

Have I spoken hurtful words,
and filled your eyes with fire?
Why then do treat me harsh
and let our love retire?

Have I laid a hand on you
inflicting hurtful pain?
Why then do you stab me through
and hurt me once again?

Have I taken all you have
and left you just with nought?
Why do you confiscate our things
when just your love I sought?

Have I given you a child
and then walked away?
Why then do you punish me
for still choosing to stay?

Did I take your steady hand
to sign the dotted line?
Now that I have been your man,
you'd rather we resign.

Did I crush your hopeful dreams
or did I snatch your smile?
Why then do you set me free
for going the extra nine thousand miles?

Chanté Walker
January 16, 2024

Bitcoin Is Free Will - Bitcoin Poem 056

When powers try to steal our wealth
With high inflation’s chill
We now claim a better way
With Bitcoin as free will

When people try to censor thought
And freedoms go downhill
We get on the sovereign path
As Bitcoin is free will

When tyrants seize or confiscate
“Trust us” (a bitter pill)
We hold an asset we can own
And Bitcoin is free will

When moving funds across the world
With no “permission” drill
We can use an open money
Since Bitcoin is free will

When planning for our children’s lives
So they can be fulfilled
We’ll save the surest money
For Bitcoin is free will

Life Is a Chess Game

Life is a chess game,
Where fools eat your black or white pawns,
Where liars replace shiny pawns
To confiscate them in your loving heart,

A chess game, where riders pass 
Without seeing you in the barren deserts,
Where horses transport you and make you invisible
Day and night, summer and winter, far from peaceful squares,

Life is a game of chess, where it is better to live 
In castles unjustly, kings, sleeping with angels,
Than push a plow, and bite the odorless dust
Fields and stones too heavy,

Life is a chess game, where friends advise you
And make you honest, or smart, or careful,
Where you must learn not to die as an idiot,
Sacrifice battles or theories, for books of poets,

A chess game, subtly Manichean and deep,
Where you can’t be impressed by the confidence
Of each other, warriors and peasants, a game of chess,
Where only a  chess queen allows you to escape tough emotions
And scarecrows standing on the chessboard of the heart..

Kiss the Leopards

"Kiss the Leopards" 

Kiss the leopards
before dying
confiscate their spots
for memories
ever changing 
to place as stars 
stamped across a sky 
of evergreen

where hidden lions smile

writing out their scores
on blank canvas
clean sheets for clouds
waving sober dreams
turning pages dog-eared
notes marked in pens unclear
the eagle eyed watching 
sunflowers pressed in between

where azure bluebirds 
fly invisible, messages unseen

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)



“Isn’t it a Pity” / Nina Simone
https://youtu.be/DitOFrGBEQA

“Isn’t it a Pity”/ George Harrison
https://youtu.be/nFxYsWCT6_k

Way Down In Obrien Cee Threes

Way down low under the roots of the wild fern bush trees
There is an elfin village name of O’Brien Cee Threes.
Human giants do not know of this village way down low.
We are hidden under violets where the wee people glow.

O’Brien Cee Threes houses elves, faeries and brownies too.
Once in a while we will confiscate a large giant’s shoe.
If his foot be big enough, an apartment house can be made.
We fey love apartments down in this tiny wholesome glade.

Once upon a dream time, a giant threw out a teapot.
The Sandersons who had six children drew the lucky lot.
They have fixed that teapot into the cutest house of all.
We are all safe in O’Brien Cee Threes, where the dew doth fall.

Luxury Tax

Luke was asked to pay a luxury tax
Or else the clerk would confiscate his sax
  On the verge of fury
  Luke chilled, said, 'Don't worry'
'That sax? ~ merely a harmless, blunt-edge axe

The Banished

I wait to be deemed a criminal. 

They tell me my imprisonment is terminal. 

As my innocence pervades. 

I become a waiting specimen as deception invades. 

I am the hope that they resent. 

They were unable to confiscate the hope I present. 

I am in this community of the banished. 

Our intentions to reignite with our families have not vanished. 

I am more than what they have seized from me. 

I am a soul that howls with all these other waiting trees.

The General

An oath I took to protect and preserve
Faithfully my country that I would serve.
Wearing many stars, I have full command
To defend our free and bountiful land.

Should state power shift cruelly away
From my sacred oath I shall likely stray.
For there is another oath in my heart:
From secure position do not depart!

As a puppet of harsh authority
I shall switch sides to favor me and mine
Willing to confiscate all that is thine:
Your home, family, faith, and liberty.

Principles, principles, they sound so fine
Fear is my principle to stay in line.

The Proof's In the Pudding of the Last Two Lines

Trump's another Hitler
            Mike Pence, a racist
          America's a slave plantation
            Accusations, the basest

          Shootings and murders are rising
            So let's defund the police
          Since jails breed hardened criminals
            Let's call for instant release

          Big corporations are all evil
            Their wealth, confiscate
          'Redistribute it fairly' --
            Will Congress take the bait?

          False analogies make us wince
            Illogical demands do too
          Woke-sters run the government
            And they're coming after you

My Lost

Oh my lost!
Its time to come back
You have both the breath and time
I am proud to be confiscate
Make me weep again my lost
I did not scattered due to separation
The proud of our love has come to an end
I know you are not my sun
But I need yours one ray of hope
Shine me, my lost
Darkness is so deep here
Lighten my earth
Please laugh my lost

A Lesson In History: How To Subdue a People

A Lesson in History: How to Subdue a People

Be brazen in thievery and sweet-tongued deceit
To, of their lands and people, take receipt.
Merchandise their inhumane objectification,
And keep them checked with generous flagellation.
 
With threats of nooses around their necks, or mutilation,
Deny them education for continued Blaxploitation,
To engrave ignorance and inferiority in their genes,
And achieve their eternal subjugation by any means.
 
Pretend yours are the magic words to open doors,
Seize their diverse tongues and give them yours,
Forbid songs of their motherland in your fields of cotton,
So their origins, after few generations might be forgotten.
 
Confiscate their identities and give them your name
And refuse them every chance at some historical fame.
Rewrite as idiots and cowards their dead heroes and braves
To kill their ancestors again, even in their graves
 
But beware, for they’ll pull your cobwebs off their eyes
And in time, in bits and droves, see, hear, and begin to rise.
Their voices will grow deafening and their impacts more felt;
None can eternally hold a people with a whip and its welt!

Courage

In the bleakness of disparity, the opaque of the darkness shrouds the frailty of life, however the power of a stealth heart and a nimble mind now commands the preverbial stage 

As this grotesque form of ugliness dances in the shadows as to have its will with ones own self , such fowlness doesn’t deter the bruan and steadfast wielding of the soult that quickly turns the page 

It plays a rancid game as it cowereds in the black abyss of contemp , iron will falters it’s play and conquers it ever so swift and ease 

The stain of disparity lingers and tries to confiscate the dignity with in , protected with a coat of arms of immaculate design, with this the day is now ceased 

Cold and adbrubt it calculates its next move to release its stench of vulgarity, in turn a stout spirit brandishes total valiance of tremendous certainty to noch yet another victory 

In the backdoor it try’s to slither it’s repulsive polluted essence, reaching deep in absolution brings forth a the truth of inner peace from this day til the end of history

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