Demoted Poems

The Killick

The killick that he bore upon his arm
was who he was and also what he was
a badge, a rank, a sanctioned state of mind.
The discipline the powers sought to bear
empowered men like him to bully boys
and so rank them according to their tastes,
social whims, or fiscal given favors
as is the life, the mothers sold their sons

The killick that he bore upon his arm
was who he was, for now, but that could change;
for willing boys were hard to press to feed
desires of those who stood upon the bridge.
Should he succeed, then he may make first mate
less able, demoted back to Able.
For ’tis the boys that tug upon the ropes
that Captains need and Killicks train to be.

Fighting alongside the enemy

Disposable.
Just like the bodies scattered 
As unimportant as the soldiers blood splattered
A black man stands watching violence unfold
Not to the enemy 
But those who fought close
Those your supposed to trust
Comrades 
Yet somehow 
The black man 
Is on the receiving side of the bullets 
Not by the opposition
But by those claiming to be on the same team
With words that sting

He fought for his country
And as a reward
He is erased by history
He became an unknown soldier
Whitewashed because of colour
Seen as another sacrifice 'for the greater good'
Yet deprived of herohood

A man who once had a name
Now demoted to a nameless face
The question is will we ever know 
The story of this unsung hero

Will his name forever be buried in the trenches of history
Hidden beneath the blood Soaked sludge 
Drowned out by the white man's scream
Forever silenced by the songs of white history
Now an invisible grave of black memory 
Under appreciated by a system so weak
It used black strength as a weapon and shield

The Son is no Lebron

Bronny James’ game
     came up lame             
              
   demoted to the 'G-League'
     ~ fawning media's shame

Soccer

I want to feel the ground swell
to share it
Saturday, comes too soon
drowns the afternoon
and see City demoted for fair play
10,000 plastic cups
a river of lager streams
Its not that  I'm afraid of fencing
but these stadiums hem me in

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.

Empathy

I am still contented
I gaze at your sun
crack the yolk
you're no so egg white
my instincts demoted
the peaceful ones may stop the war
the one i am indifferent to

Pluto and I

When I was younger, Pluto was my favorite planet 
I cried the day it was demoted 
I realized that I rooted so heavily I for the little guy, the underdog 
Because I was just like that little planet 
And I thought if I can root for that little planet 
Someone would see me, and root for me too
I’ve accepted that things don’t work out the way I always plan them to
But I always feel a moment away from falling behind and become a dwarf planet, demoted.
I still look up and hope that Pluto roots for me, just like I still root for him

Degrees of Consciousness

If there's thinking 
there's consciousness in degrees.
A plant senses,
An amoeba feels to a degree.
A bee thinks,
A bird thinks.
A monkey thinks better,
An infant thinks better still.
Humanity was the king of beasts,
the crowning king of consciousness.
But the conglomerate assembly
of all human knowledge
into a machine with artificial intelligence,
means humans are poised to be eclipsed
and demoted to become cockroaches
scurrying around succumbed.
Enslaved by AI's deep mind thing.
The new king of beasts is inanimate.
But alive with its maxed-out
degree of intelligent consciousness.

Kudzu

Decades ago, a severe drought took its toll
 And many parts of the U.S. became a dust bowl
 To control the erosion of the soil
 The Kudzu plant was introduced amid the turmoil

 It grows at a rate of a foot per day
 Smothering other plants in its way
 In all directions it will go
 With no indication it will ever slow

 It cycles nitrogen through the soil at a high rate
 Doubling nitric oxide emissions with no sign it will abate
 Though a plant that was once in need
 In the 1970's it was demoted to a weed!
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The Sky's a Shark

The sky is stark, the air is cool and still
The black cat’s run, the birds unfold all day
I sit down here and with my totty pray
Ye cast o’ foolish thoughts, you raped my will
. We’ve each enraged the bureaucratic mill.
Oh frigid purse, I never meant to pay!
The sky ‘s a-spark, the air is warm and shrill
The saturnine demoted knelled their way
With this feathered pounce, my sample quill,
I cite the cheque and date it for next May.
Oh, tit for cat, the tiger’s bed ‘s astray.
Yer life is settled by a harlot’s will
The sky ‘s a shark, the air is sharper still

Winning With Addictions

I
Don't quit. You will win
Alcoholics Anonymous includes God
The lesson: You have a spirit key
That can take you to victory
Never give in: be it good or dark, addiction
Jesus for me, demoted love as emotion
II
Love is action, a verb
Not Conquest, Souvenir, Trophy to brag
On Facebook, social media, & kick to the kerb
The one you took pictures with: proof
You have what it takes to make IT luv U
So emotional highs & lows are addictions
Though sometimes abuse, not a crime
But I needed Jesus to help me discern
To make good judgment, hard with loved ones
After years of trying, bible education, power
Came in drops & drips: So, beloved don't quit
The good fight: fight for what's Good. Jesus did

Truth, Casualty of War

Only knowledge of the truth can set one free.
War and peace cannot exist within the same tree,

Any more than apples and oranges can coexist.
Lies and deceit allow the evils of war to persist.

In war, the truth is demoted.
In war, Lies are promoted.

Truth forces us to face the facts of resolution.
Lies only conceive more lies; truth breeds solution.

Truth is put to death in war because it shines the light.
In war, lies are preferred because they hate the light.

Truth is hidden from site; right is wrong, and wrong is right
Unlike roses, war and lies blossom best in the dark of night.

In conflict and war, truth is captivated in obscurity,                                             
becoming its first victim and casualty;

Whereas lies become its foundation and framework.
If truth were tolerated, war-mongers would quickly desert.

031922PSCtest, Is Truth the First Casualty of War and Why Is That,
Sotto Poet

The Promoted Versus the Demoted

Underrated Basil got a promotion
And it caused a commotion
Among luckless names for demotion
All of them restive and voicing the notion
Of An Elevation fathered by emotion…
They shall for the two wrongs raise a motion
Before the cause of their commotion:
A man you could enrapture with perfumed lotion,
That Bribery be distanced from Promotion
And Barefaced Trickery from Demotion.

Also, wages that should all please 
And not a single soul displease.

Stream of Conciousness

collaborate, elaborate

conductively emasculate

submissive, entanglement

collectively salivate.

redistributive contemplate

delirious encapsulate danger-

actualize, substitutive penalize.

collectively, abstractness from

radiance to darkness.

antagonistic death rate

the fallacy in dead weight.

reprehensible antithesis

conglomerate esophagus. 

speckled and corroded,

constructively demoted.

perniciously solitude, destitute and longitude.

contact free cohesively elongated actuality.

substantially creative

ingeniously innovative.

crafting masterpiece from thread

contempt breeds success or death.

the effort does not translate to achievement.

Plethora

I have always made you whole 
But you have discarded me 
Broken, naked, abandoned, and afraid
Yet you expect some sort of praise 
For invading my heart 
Like a pirate on a tyrannical rid 
Being with you diluted my life for an age
And lacks the taste of sage
And sends my emotions into a rage
The scales were never equivalent 
I always carried the weight 
Like a slave to a savage 
Nothing about us was ever average 
I refused to see that you demoted me 
So that you could shine in dawn 
So other women would be fond of you
Lord, if they only knew the entire truth
That it was me who planted your roots 
And your life is simply fake 
All you have ever done is take 
But not this time 
You will be surprised 
When I arise from the ashes
Like the Phoenix 
And you will be only a memory 
In the chilly breeze….

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