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restless is Portugal

Restless is Portugal 

There is mayhem in Paradise
the citizens of Lisbon are tired of the bother
and street fighting, where knives are used by
migrants 
Gang fights, robbery, and shop theft is a daily 
Matter, the police work double shifts 
Most of the incomers are from Pakistan and
Bangladesh, where Portugal once had a colony
The democratic socialists ask for calm
It was under their rules letting in people who 
Have no work, congregate in the streets 
harassing passers-by
A problem caused when a country takes in 
too many migrants that  can’t be absorbed
 into the population
 it is not helpful when migrants 
Are Islam followers demanding the right 
to practice their Islamic faith
Portugal is a staunchly catholic country 
her people are angry at migrants and politicians
Alike, those who sleep need to wake up before 
It is too late to find a peaceful solution 
The Jews in Lisbon marched also intimating
the knew a thing or two two
wishing the demonstrators peace and prosperity

disrespected demons

disrespected demons demanded
Des Moines delegates demolish D, a demi-god.
disgusted demoralized downy ducks
demoted demons, discussed by Danny Dod.
Des Moines demonstrators decreed demons delightful
while downing demi-tasse.
D, a demi-god, demoted demure ducks
during democratic demonstration, of Doss.

Daily Dispatch Message

Good morning to all our school bus operators,
watch out for bikers, pedestrians and demonstrators;
the weather man is predicting rain, so watch the kids,
drive slower, and avoid quick stops, and sudden skids.
Besides all that have a wonderful day and smile;
because we need you and your job is worthwhile.

An Idiot Does Not Riot

Demonstrators in all riots
Aren’t at all full or  half idiots:
Any fellow on Rich Diet
Most likely will remain quiet…

Idiots don’t fear Police Canister,
Whose contents are damned sinister.
Cops begin to consult Tear Gas
And vanish would even a lass;
For man fancies not Helpless Tear;
Once its source sights, to The Rear...

With Betrayers they remonstrate,
Against The Bizarre demonstrate:
Idiots don’t know when Auditors 
Are Arranged Phony Monitors…

Your So-Called Idiots know the risks
In one playing too long corrupt disks:
Just The Accidental Discharge
That make rioters not in-charge;
Yet, those that voice it keep quiet:
You don’t Idiots meet in Riot.

Demonstrators Versus Rioters

I support folks who challenge a perceived wrong by peaceful demonstration.

The First Amendment guarantees that right, when all is said and done.

But I loathe the rioting rabble who are ripping apart this great nation!

Such anarchic mobs have no respect for anything or anyone!

The Horror of the Hey-Roar

'the horror, the....horror'
moaned colon-el kurtz
as he lay dying

...............................

'rump....it's t-rump'
cheered the crowds at his
anger...stupidity....and lies

just some level of conscious cognition
fostered by a rich spoiled bankruptcy star
to attract others of some 'deserving ilk'

so-called adults
educated and blind-dumb
with respect logic of reality

a rampant killer virus
the great rump farts
'it will only take a few'

he metaphored...'ah….it's my ego
it needs de...me-dication....
some food....martyrs in the crowd'

then t-rump roared
'the party has turned against me....
by i shall destroy it first'

then he wailed
'demonstrators are the problem....
martial law is now in effect'

'the chaos...unbelievable...the….chaos'
moaned those watching tv in bed
'where are the grown-ups'

locked away no doubt
in old age homes
their wisdoms dying

stan sand

Slatted Salted Roof

Fibreglass fibre optics frame fielding farmers. Fielding farmers are not playing rounders today. They are pushing little feet into wellington boots then chasing a lone sheep whilst riding on a two ton heifer who wears a saddle and a harness with pride. Oh dutiful tulip your lips of hues are chewing the dews. Like a wheel arch covers in rain spat up from puddled ground. Puzzling puzzles protrude profusely. And passions are pausing players in a table whirl of dingbats' cafe. Number eleven is a fine wine of a diplomat but diplomats are neither delivery drivers notes nor are they noted diplomatic demonstrators demonstrating delivered deletions. Combat no cereal cake in a square cup of milk. For shaking around and around is akin to lying down on a bed of spiked cactus. Z Categorical cat cushions Z Meteorological Z at forty nine baked buns to seven bundles of bacon beaks. X

A Litle List

A LITTLE LIST
I went to the grocery store 
Taking a short little list,
Only four items were needed,
Hoping there's nothing I’d missed.

This should be just a quick trip,
With such a short list to take,
The few things I needed to buy
Was for a cake I intended to bake.

Once in the store for groceries,
They'd changed everything around,
Flour was always in aisle twelve,
Now in aisle eight it was found.

Sugar for cake, being necessary,
Finally located in aisle fifteen,
Walking down another aisle,
Chocolate was clearly seen.

I couldn’t resist the temptation,
The store had put in my way,
Chocolate was on a great special,
It was all half price on that day.

My little list became larger
With other specials to buy,
Demonstrators were cooking
Some different foods to try.

After two hours of shopping
Thought all on my list, plus more.
The cake I never got to bake,
I forgot to get eggs from the store.

It was only a little list 

Copyright © Vivien Wade 2016
Copyright © Vivien Wade  May, 2013

Why You Were Chosen

Eyes strained,
Breath held,
Waiting has been too long...
to add to the chain started by so many pioneers…
Then it was time for one to make the change.
So many rise with ambitions to be "The one"!
Oh, but midway they are just lost and 
giving up, leaving them all more frustrated than before.
You thought you could be that agent of change: From there!
Long awaited by the desperate ones in the queue
who were not chosen to wear those lucky shoes,
you felt you only worked hard and you deserved it: from here!
Right! But you were chosen like so many to be the change. 
Alas, you let yourself be carried away like lulled 
to doom by the sirens' enchanting voices; rewards, money and 
power; they gloat your fame and boast about your abilities….
Sadly all fake demonstrators and opportunists who fly with birds of…
"fine feathers in fine weathers"!
Open your eyes to overcome your blindness and unlike your predecessors,
Think about why you were chosen…...
For there is always, still time for improvement!


9/12/2016
178 words (checked on howmanysyllables.com)

Spark of Compassion

I don't believe that a security officer
can shoot a crowd of demonstrators
without batting an eyelid behind
his protective helmet.

I don't believe that a doctor
can switch off the oxygen machine
of a person in a coma,
without shedding a tear deep
within his white coat.

It is said in history that the one
who dropped atomic bombs in Japan
become irrational at one moment,
seeing houses and bridges
melting like wax in the fire.

Perpetrators of the 1994 Rwanda
genocide still wallow in guilt,
remembering how they cut innocent
women and children with machetes.

No matter what kind of brave face we put,
or heartless, cold eyes we show,
a spark of compassion will always betray
our pretense and expose our humanity.

Suicide Bomber

Wrong place wrong time
big crowd in the market square
demonstrators milling
heavy atmosphere
tourists exit coach
I kind of see a flash
feel a thud
am covered in
the blood of a child
suicide bomber
mixed with flesh and blood 
of fifty others
as I stumble to my feet
and much later
I wonder what must the
suicide bomber feel
when they detonate
the explosion tears
them apart so fast
yet in that instant
when your body mass explodes
you must feel just
some of that
utter violence.

An Alligator Poem of Course

An Alligator Poem of Course

Fed potent sweet potaters to some alligators
Who later in life liked to and became demonstrators
And will all swim along in water single file
When opening long mouth have a languishing smile.

Back and forth each one will wiggle long tail
While on wide back while wear many a scale
Big eyes out of water both are protruding
While branches and stumps will be eluding.

Alligators have own way of doing things
And with whole body each of them brings
An eye considered to be a constant rover
Always liking to look for a leftover.

An alligator never will want to alienate
Or while at it start to or try and agitate 
Mouths become unruly like a rubber stamp
Putting impressions on you when down do clamp.

Sounds like a North Carolina Politician of                                                                one sort or another.

James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran
Bolivia, NC

I Forgot To Read the Newspaper

It’s early 
Not a sound from the street
Newspaper lies in the driveway
Where it landed
Some time ago.

When I get up 
The sun is also up
Brightness
Clarity
Not a cloud in the sky
So why should I read the newspaper
On this beautiful morning 
To read about politicians
Taking bribes
Projects stalled by demonstrators
Economy still in the toilet
An actor arrested for God knows what.

They say
Not reading leaves one uninformed
But reading leaves me misinformed
Avoiding the need to choose
Between the devil and the deep blue sea
I choose to read the comics
Yes, those cartoon characters
Amusing
Unbelievably funny
Occasionally making a point
On things we ignore.

I take the comics seriously 
As I sip from a coffee cup 
Carefully placed nearby
Casually savoring each drop
As I contemplate the day 
And the morning leisurely wears on.

Prolonged Stay In Power

One day,I stood on the mountain
Watching security forces using force to disperse demonstrators
Who had gathered in  the commercial capital___
Blocked off traffic to a large part of the city:
To protest against their leaders' prolonged years in power.

His henchmen believe that he has kept his country,
On a relatively stable economic path:
But critics say at the expense of good governance.
He has won several elections and secured many terms in office___
Results that opposition parties denounce as fradulent.

Moreover it was a peaceful demostration.
But a large number of well-armed police,
Deployed by the oppressive regime :
Used water cannons, teargas,and other weapons,
To disperse and brutalise thousands of opposition supporters

And I saw several observers and journalists,
Attending the event being beaten by security personnel.
And they wounded many that assembled there,
They also,confiscated phones and digital cameras:
From anyone shooting images of the incident,
To make cover up of the worst military rule.

chipepo lwele
Dedicated to Muammar Gaddaffi,Ian Smith,Robert Mugabe and Bashar Al-Assad

Lip Service

A field of angry faces fume
with mouths agape as spittle flies
from lips best used for other tasks.

Upon the green , the rolling lawn of angst,
demonstrators wave paper placards. 
Group A never nearing Group B.
Flags drape the bandstand packed
with pomp and politicians give lip-service
to the trodden rights of man.

Unequal, but present, women, fe-males
present themselves in all manner of vehicles
from stroller to walker to wheel chair, we are here.
For one hundred years, we have been ‘given’
the ‘right’ to own property, 
but still
our labor is worth less.
Un-joined, un-backed,
if alone, many are left
in the ranks of the poor.

A field of angry faces fume
no child care, no child left behind,
inadequate health care, still we struggle on
in the twenty-first century,
where politicians preen and prance
and misuse our votes.

The divide ever present,
our ranks rife with unrest,
our creative powers used to shackle us
given only lip-service.

Still, we will prevail.

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