THE SEVERE IDENTITY THEFT UPON MYAMERICAN FAMILY JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY HOME INVASIONS 2003 SEARCHING FOR MILITARY PASSPORTS SHOT RECORDS IDENTIFICATION CARDS KNIGHTS OF COLUMBUS BADGES MORTAGE MEDICAL DOCUMENTS FOR HER CRIMINAL GROUP OF ILLEGAL IMMAGRANTS FALSIFYING MARRIAGE BIRTH CERTIFICATES FOR THE MANY MEMBERS OF GARGANO STABLE OF TWISTED FEMALE IDENTITY THIEVES HOME INVASIONS BREAK INS HACKING INTO OUR LIVES MAIL FRAUD WIRE FRAUD INSURANCE FRAUD TRICKLING DOWN THROUGH CANADA JAMAICA MEXICO AUSTRALIA ILLEGAL IMMIGRANTS ATTEMPTS USING MY IDENTITY IN ORDER TO ENTER AMERICA FALSIFYING DOCUMENTS TO WORK ILLEGALLY IN AMERICA LAWN SERVICE ILLEGAL CONTRACTS TRULY SAD BEWARE OF THESE CRIMINAL GROUPS BREAKING INTO HOMES FOR DOCUMENTS TO FALSIFY TO ALLOW CRIMINALS IDENTITY FRAUD TO STAY IN AMERICA SORRY J2 ACN LEAVE MY AMERICAN FAMILY ALONE MY HUSBAND AND I SURVIVED THIS HORRID WRATH IN AMERICA IN WHICH I REPORTED TO THE FBI 2003 IMMIGRANTS JAMAICAN FEMALES ARRIVED WITH A GUNMAN TO MURDER ME 23 YEARS LATER THEY RETURNED SHOOTING MY PLANTS THREATENED MY NEW HUSBAND AND I INTIMIDATING IMPERSONATING OUR IDENTITIES INVADING ICE WITH IDENTITY FRAUD
NO NO NO NO FEAR OF CIRO GARGANO HIS UNDESIRABLE BLACKS HE HIRES BLACKMAILS TO TORCH BUILDING FALSIFY HELL EARTH OR LIKE ME FORCED
TO WEAR WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI TO PROTECT MY CHILDREN BECAUSE OF YOUR FIRES OF HELL MY WEARING WIRES PREGNANT FOR THE FBI BUYING WEAPONS AND DRUGS GETTING YOUR PRISON TIME CUT IN HALF I AM CERTAINLY NOT SURPRISED THIS UNDESIRABLE BLACK JHORE DOMESTIC TERRORISTS THREATS FALSIFYING HELL AGAIN TO COVER OF ARSON MURDER OF 8 RESUKTING IN 9 VICTIMS I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO WITH YOUR MURDERS SO STOP BULLYING ME I'M SURE JHORE GOT A LIGHT STOP BULLYING ME .STOP INTIMIDATING ME BURN MORE ELDERLY PERSONS ALIVE WHY DO I NEED TO BE REMINDED OF SOOT ON SUITS FROM THE TAILOR SHOP
Once I purchased a book about
Total Recall
It might be of
Re-cap-i–tulation
Rum-i-nation
Or glorious immigrant stories….
But I failed to reach even
a library spot…
Too high a ladder.
Your ablution will falsify
Your ebb and flood tides
In Between, O Bed-Win!
In MS-DOS!
Hodge Podge!
Just Because!
Reading
is a nutmeg , seals
ap-Pen-Di-x
It sits in Perth-e-Non
For no good reason, hypertension.
And I silenced the speaker
TBD Key note narrator.
To-get-her
In the kingdom of ladies’ purses
Courses, topics and item songs too.
Never found a Trace lagos
Other than the fact that
He, too is a fire-fighter
Who was a gifted
“The God of small things.”
Passed souls. Pious. Tranquil eyes.
O! I adore ex-IT!
Just because
Ed-it-Ed
Is in void.
Voided.
Ban-n-ed
In Banff.
Muslim clerics
Said
Supposedly
C0-ED
As If
Maw
In
Maw-Rita-nia
In Mahmoud Darwish’s life, Jaded.
Glory in Faded, dim-lit stone, enlighten-ed!
Anyone? Someone?
Ahoy mates!
Savior?
Reverie? Ben-Hur?
Is there anyone alive out there?
Can anyone hear me?
lie
fake, fudge
deluding, duping, deceiving
falsity, falsify, facticity, factuality
presuming, prevailing, predicating
validity, veracity
truth
A fake science cornered, uncover as a genuine
Realm of human and sentient creatures
Heating religion, falsify and refute
Mosque, church, synagog, temple, and somehow
Go(o)d activities could be explanatory
As the universe has a finite ( . Y . )
Beginning
Man
Black
Human
Contented
Cop
Authority
Power
Law
Uncontrolled
Stop
Suspicion
Wrong
Prejudice
Persecuted
Force
Shot
Asphyxiate
Homicide
Executed
Lie
Falsify
Conceive
Oppression
Colluded
Rights
Justice
Outrage
Indignation
Why?
Deceit
You falsify the truth.
As you stammer across your words.
To employ a hateful militia.
With your manipulative lies, & extortion.
That’s your way of suppression.
Of preposterous imminent immorality of deceit.
Country named land of the absurd
mix truth and lie
whoever speaks the truth is mute
falsehood here is all quite right
Lie the politician and the priest
the judge and the witness falsify
prevaricate simply and shamelessly
and indulge themselves with impunity...
lying here is a real necessity
to deserve honor, glory and love...!
II
Here the lie has long legs
here the truth wears short pants
there is further truth to the prostitute speech
than the political speech that is preach,
or the ideological word that delays...
It's worth further sincere cheating
than a tie posing to be severe...
The faker who barks easier than a dog
or wiser pretending to be a prude
to deceiving everyone just one borg...!
The vast wonders of the celestial body,
the weightless islands that travel around ethereality.
It carries mysteries that waltz within revelations and lay beyond my imaginations.
look up to the sunny sky
so high, so bright
It feels like flying to the ocean of your eyes
so wide like your smile, so blue like your mood
Tell me the truth,
I'll sing you a lie
And fate will harp the strings of our life
while we dance even though we're paralyzed
Gaze up the starry night
so deep, so dark
it feels like drowning to the height of your depth
to the shallowness of your beam, to the abysmal of your anguish
your voice sounds like verity,
your words are a petty reverie
While you spoke in complete silence
What I hear is orchestral harmony
The truth's shameless lie
Revelations that hide secrecy
Did curiosity kill the cat?
Or the dogs that hide the fact?
The sky has no eyes
But it can see through our lies
The sky has no heart
But it keeps accurate to falsify.
Rodin’s thinker felt deeply misrepresented in his pose
he had been simply doing his business in privacy but
paparazzis had caught him seemingly sitting on a rock
nothing on his mind but having a pee after a night out
too much beer with his mates in the pub and all that
was on his mind was whether there were painkillers
in the vanity unit to soothe his nauseating hangover
twitter went mad and the tabloids fronted his image
raised him onto the dubious pedestal of iconic status
attested him with clarity of thought and contemplation
he had only been looking at the bathroom mirror and
counting tiles and toothpaste stains in the marble sink
did not mind so much that he was nude in portraits
they painted because the truth must be stark naked
and he was not one to falsify events and their cause
but taking his ablutions out of context made him
feel shame rather than reason for he was abused
in nature’s call and his wife might object but he would
never again sit down on the loo when having a tinkle
10th March 2021
He held the torch aloft
fevered flame indignant
forged itself within his eyes
a wrath so kindled
this terrible iniquity
in recognition of its pestilence
all the corruption and the filth
in monument had erected itself
and to disgrace
its lines of perception
etched upon his harrowed face
a grim contempt
and therein a desperate hope
the blood
the gore
robed priests of the temple war
infected with wealth
their spiritual debauch
and all the lives beguiled
infesting the streets of his home
he held the burning truth aloft
he set the fire
and prayed to God
to bring freedom
from the tyranny of Rome
Fiddled : to alter or manipulate deceptively for fraudulent gain, to tamper or interfere with,
to contrive to do something by illicit means or deception, to falsify, to swindle
A literacy theft of a line or phrase
the facade, simulacrum of a writer
creating a mirror image, deception . . .
exact replica.
The forgery of blood written heart and soul
penning a likeness of me is plagiarism
and taking credit for another's talent . . .
is simulacrum!
Like a night pirate you come to falsify
to pass a line or a sweet phrase as your own
you make some minor change as a delusion . . .
making it your own.
Your simulacrum of a writer is false
you can cheat and pretend but will never be
for you will never be this girls reflection . . .
just a thief of words !
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June 11, 2020
Poetry/Sapphic Stanza/Non Metrical/Simulacrum
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1259-722-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Standard contest,
Pick-A-Title, Vol. 19, Sapphic Stanza
sponsor, Edward Ibeh
Third Place
A pretty face with a dark soul
Your pretty, your cool,
your like a false true with your soul.
You might fake your nature all day long ,
But their's a hole in your soul from years along.
You might pretend your happy,
but the emptiness inside you ,will eat you up and make you nugatory.
Showing and acting your fake goodness
will make you tired ,
Because from inside your body is gloomy wired.
That profess smile will not last long,
you urself will be worn out
seeing the beautiful souls around.
You cannot wear a pretty face with your dark soul,
because at last you will unilluminate the powers of pure souls.
You are just like poison in a beautiful bottle,
that if, your near ones will drink it they all will shatter.
So stop being darkness in someone's light ,
otherwise you'll suffer when that horrifying day will arrive .
That day your pretty face will fall
and everyone will come to know it all .
Don't falsify that youre pure,
if you are not
then try to be the radiant light for all.
Written by - Sanaya Nayak
a trijan refrain
Demagogues fighting in a war
spar to find the liars.
Though it generates some rapport,
toleration backfires.
Demagogues lose in false debate.
Speak up, strive to keep the facts straight,
demagogues, fight!
Demagogues' fight
hopefully ends in Truth’s checkmate.
Demagogues fighting for their lives
honesty clears their names.
Distorted data only drives
to falsify their claims.
Truth’s checkmate dies in deep despair
till forthright courage dares to care
truth’s checkmate wins.
Truth’s checkmate wins
the victory is answered pray’r.
Demagogues fighting could conclude
words divide wrong from right.
Grace and mercy grant latitude
if truth has won the fight.
Unanswered prayers we abhor;
integrity accounts for more
answered prayers.
Answered prayers
finds demagogues winning word wars.
February 25, 2020
a demagogue might be a person running for office
or a ruler already in power
Please Tell Me Why
Your words are empty
They have no genesis
Why?
In your mind they collect like dust
Retention is futile
Why?
Your thoughts race blindly
Your feelings falsify faith
And why?
You speak in camouflage
You are mindful of your narration
And still
You…
And why?
Your morals are in ruins
Your pseudo sagas are distasteful
I need to know why
Your fantasies implicate the innocent
Your inadequacies harass you
Tell me why!
Is reality a constant threat?
Is the simplicity of the truth too much?
Is life not
Suitable
Acceptable
Profitable
Passable?
Why insult my intelligence with your lies?
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