Some blokes who smoke think it's okey-doke
to throw their still-lit dog-ends on the ground
it's mostly men or so I've found
then there are those who continually spit
how disgusting is that yet what can we do
to make them quit
and litter louts bug me too
while others chew gum and when done
stick it wherever they are able
such as chairs or under tables
with no regard for anyone
they're inconsiderate mindless fools
who behave that way and think they're cool
Burning embers,
From fire to smoke.
Flames give to ash,
Leftovers now broke.
Sweetness to saline,
Inhaling to choke.
As chaos laughs loudly,
A solitary joke.
When all is taken, from
A once mighty oak.
Can residue deliver,
Any strength to yoke.
Though nature seems tested,
As if we provoke.
While tragedy remains,
Among wealth and poor folk.
The cycle continues,
As many have spoke.
With no worry ahead,
And nothing to revoke.
You can acknowledge the emptiness at the core of your being
or go crazy when the world goes crazy.
The numbers of us overwhelm,
an impending tsunami,
my hopeful eulogy about our responsibilities to each other,
2 jobs 2 hobbies,
the biomass in the crosswalks,
fears that rend and own us,
the Muslim-Judeo-Christian condition.
Your soul is immortal,
it exists outside of politics and poker. Just kidding.
Forgotten, forgiven and foregone.
A man’s ego needs no encouragement.
“I’m gonna be huge when I’m dead,” John said
last time we spoke.
Life is fine!
tough
the reward for our colossal imperfections
a back and forth game
the rivers and selfies of an empire
daily low intensity warfare
Good
a gift
not a curse
new, so let go
a veil, thin if one doesn’t believe in mystery
like all things that are forever changing but always remain the same
thriving after five nights of steady rain
enjoying the passage of time
or will be good
but a dream
okey doke, short, a lazy-eyed tiger
One man, one vote
Listen to the double zero
poll echo
One man, one vote
is power transition farcical
A national joke
One man, one vote
is very unpopular electoral
Lever pull okey-doke
One man, one vote
was a woman suffrage hoax
A muzzle masterstroke
One man, one vote
Con-stitutional pipe smokers
took a fake vapor toke
One man, one vote of very lil’ jolt
Alternate current voices
got a direct party line swing nope
One man, one vote
Poll echo tally count double zero
Sum abacus croak
One man, one vote
Majority honk indignation
got a carny clown soak
One man, one vote
Popular gripe concession
twas a ballot tear choke
One man, one vote
be a lost bleat, pearly poll wee echo
Uno shuffle double zero
One man, one cell vote
sorely received the Bilk-o freedom cry
A Trump card eye poke
One man, one vote ~ Democracy false hope
Mandela truth was a pauper lie
Just like that rich Joker bloke crying broke
they sing bells ring
shots rang out no doudt
walk together to make our
lives better
pickett line in the rain
some was in deep pain
we have gain
now we vote
this is no joke
no longer treated
like a doke
no longer blind
ITS OUR TIME
If you don’t wanna flunk public school,
you gotta know the unwritten rules
And rule one: listen to your parents
Get your sleepy head out of bed
and go to school
They will supply you with the necessary tools
Obeying your parents is the last rule as well
Heed this rule and you won't fail
Rule two is similar to the first: listen to your teachers
Let it sink into your empty head
what they’re trying to teach you
And do your homework before you go to bed
The third rule is tricky,
it trips a lot of school kids up
So don’t you fall for the okey-doke
Don’t listen to everything your friends say,
if you do, oh boy are you gonna pay
Either after school detention
or home stay-in-the-house suspension
Yeah, and those same friends will be laughing at you
One more rule,
one more thing you should know
Keep your eyes in the books,
and not on the opposite sex
You got plenty of time in your life after graduation for that
Well, that about sums it ... what, hey ... why are you late?
Tardy again,
caught skipping school
Kid, you’re gonna flunk out for sure,
because you ain’t gonna know the rules,
or follow them even if you do
to vote is your hope
don't be a doke
don't poke
we're winning
ITS A
NEW BEGINING
we are the hope
don't be a doke
put in they wrong folks
this is know joke
it s a fact cards or stack
DON'T
VOTE SET BACK
this was know joke
the way you spoke
my eyes was like on doke
I felt like drit
love
yes it hurts
than my eyes start fall rain
it was
EYE TEARS AND PAIN
its a holiday treat
its is the beat
as you walk and talk
its not doke
as you mope
its
firees going higher
CHESTNUTS AND SMOKE
its no joke
don't be a doke
we need a home
wher can be a
lone
and much more
youu see in the boxes
need
LOCK KEY AND
DOOR
you call it weaked
its a seeded
that grow
you smoke
well you know
its no joke
STOP ITS
DOKE
now am frim
and i'am stren
at that time
iwas out my mine
had no hope
fill with that doke
thats a fact
there was a
MONKEY ON MY BACK
you and eye
will get by
if we just try
we both
have hope not a doke
and have ameis
WE THINK THE SAME
they love the ropes
jump like a doke
they love the swing
its there thing
love park to play
some do it everyday
to them its happy fame
KIDS AND
FUN GAMES
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