Immortal mind, my ghost follows my every move.
Intercepted thoughts, clearheaded internal function.
Machines roam this world, time of the metal mind,
loss of human conscience, Elon Musk taking over the world!
Political confusion, MAGA intrusion, January 6th.
Hate your neighbor! Love your enemy! Donald Trump!
Constitution is the thing of the past, lock her up!!
No excuse given, just pure ignorance, deportation of the nation.
Ignorance is the new tolerance, felon on the loose.
Confrontation and threat to win at all costs,
news and propaganda, billionaires agenda.
It all pays for these shiny heads,
the orange man, monkey business as usual,
million dollar loan, the new world is unborn,
inheritance births the degenerates, Donald Trump.
Categories:
felon, america, betrayal, bullying, corruption,
Form: Free verse
It tells a lot about Prez Trump,
Long shall US carry this lump
And long shall show the scar--
Long as lives Polar Star,
A burden on its back as hump.
Yet, it also tells us a lot:
Its pillars stand on righteous spot,
That, its top court can be
Firm as to disagree
With who so has White House well fought.
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Happenings |19.01.2025| USA, political
Poet’s Note: Notwithstanding what this ditty says, one might believe, Trump will have to endure embarrassment of being a felon as president. Unlikely alas. He will not only own it, but brag about it. Most likely, both him and the courts will be tested in future.
Categories:
felon, political, usa,
Form: Limerick
They are eating the dogs
They are eating the cats
They are eating the pets
They are eating the wild hogs.
In the early 20th “c”, Germans used to eat blockade mutton
That’s absolute truth. It’s a shame that this felon
Is desperate and going wild. The dude is a pathological liar
Who will do anything. He’s a tremendous cheater.
Immigrants do not eat the pets
Especially Haitians who love chickens
Tassot or griot meats, black rice and beans.
Haitians love Soup Joumou with lots of carrots
Haitians enjoy one of the best cuisines on the planet
Liar, liar, nobody is perfect. That’s correct.
Copyright © October 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
Categories:
felon, bullying, discrimination, hate, humanity,
Form: Rhyme
white man orange spray tan
full of hate and ignorance
huge sexist felon
Categories:
felon, abuse, america, anti bullying,
Form: Senryu
Ex-President Trump had a near miss recently. That can be traumatizing.
We know how it is, our old republic survived a near insurrection recently.
At least Trump's assailant was killed, he can rest easy.
Thanks to faux-jurisprudence, our felon is still out there - on the loose.
.
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Songs for this:
Run On by Elvis Presley
Use Me (feat. Cynthia Greene) by The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
Order My Steps by The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir
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I love gospel music, maybe because I’m from Georgia, the home of MLK, civil rights and the Ebenezer Baptist Church. Lisa (who lives in Manhattan) and I’ve made two pilgrimages to the Brooklyn Tabernacle to hear the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir. I admit that I’m a heathen and a pagan but when I hear a gospel choir - I'm easily reduced to tears, and I’m moved to at least wish that I believed.
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I would never wish Mr. Trump harm. I would like to see him loose fairly and resume his opulent, civilian life.
Categories:
felon, integrity, judgement, political, truth,
Form: Free verse
If you are surrounded by criminals
It is very likely that you've become a criminal
Criminals are like worms in a rotten fish
No matter how thorough you wash the dishes
The stench remains; the stink is unbelievable
Corruption and money are part of the mess
Nepotism is at the heart of the financial chaos
Criminals belong not in Congress
Not in the Senate, but in filthy jail
Of course not in the Parliament of some poor countries
Many politicians are fishy liars who're heading to hell
Criminals are as sneaky as rodents hiding in the vanities.
Copyright © March 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Categories:
felon, abuse, america, betrayal, corruption,
Form: Rhyme
He’s a very famous shell-man.
Who thought he was coated with teflon.
Can a narcissist be taught a lesson?
By him, the prosecutor and judge were threatened,
could the legal system withstand his aggression?
Yeah, his guilt was proven beyond question,
and now a 34-time convicted felon.
What’s he going to tell poor little Barron?
I doubt the judge will send him to prison,
but there are still some outstanding questions.
Like will his followers shake their obsession?
Will craven Republicans still nominate him?
Categories:
felon, humor, political, trust, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Once upon a time
Behold the stream of everlasting dote
The fiddle and a young stag
Cute, happy, naive young love
Happiness lighten their infinite world
Hidden deep in those pages of memories
Prompt the deed sad wound
Covered with a rosy smile
Even with the blissome past days
Comfort were never felt
Life become the hardest to live
As the felon become dark
The eyes, chico they never lie
He became her sickness
But silence was the best she could give
as days went by
heart became the betrayal
As her wrath world lies within him
The past always win
It becomes her sickness even when she has no weakness
Yarning for the old memories
no words are sent to say 'hello'
Love walks away slowly over
For months they haven't spoken
Will the beautiful night be killed with silence?
More days paved sorrow disguise in joy garmet
For, the beauty tears can wash a country eer
There is no point in trying
He died decades ago
Day after day; she tried, oh so many a try
But will the flame of love be quiet forever?
Categories:
felon, absence, africa, anxiety, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
He sounded like. "Behave!”
Out with the first light of the morn.
It glared, In dozens!
Categories:
felon, brother,
Form: Free verse
He was a wannta-be felon in kindergarten
Because he knew no better ways to get attention
Hitting and kicking is how he got attention at home.
The teacher spoke to his parents, but they did not see a problem.
Their child was only lashing out “because he was bored”
So, it was the teacher’s fault, and her problem.
The other kindergarten mommies were horrified.
They did not want to send their children to school now.
Their children were bruised and battered and did not like it.
In third grade, he was sent to an alternative school
Where he learned more horrible ways to bully.
His parents were furious. They sued the school system but lost.
Today he is being incarcerated for the rest of his life.
He got his father’s attention by murdering his mother.
His father is putting in appeals, claiming it is a neighbor’s fault.
Categories:
felon, anti bullying, bullying,
Form: Prose Poetry
Feline Felon
cat ate my cookie
jumped up, fled out my front door
all smiles, in backyatd
August 15, 2020
1pm PST
Categories:
felon, cat, giggle,
Form: Senryu
dark dearth dribbled
crunching cloned cripples:
hoisted hay forlorn
perforating pulpy pawn
punctured pills pored
gaunt gifts gored
nocturnal nature tamed
leering lanky lame
kaleidoscopic chaos craved
meagre missiles moaned
munching mufti robe
rusty rhythm poked
yearning yucks yelled
fuming felon flesh.
'20:05:04:20:07
Note: Of numbed nature.
Categories:
felon, nature,
Form: Sonnet
like taunted tiger
seeped'n saucy anger
felon fury fostered
fiery feelings triggered
callous claws smirk
dripping lanky lurch
saucy silhouette scribbled
with whooshing wiggle
naive cubs cobbled
as rustling rage
smite tainted trace
intruder felon phrase
same, salient emotions
strap squishy combustions.
'20:02:17:15:44
Categories:
felon, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
*Felon Feast Fall*
will be done
zeal tumultuously torn
felon tiers' turn
vile voluptuous verge
cuss be curse
pruning pulsing purse
faith be bait
fate, tactic trait
twain tracking trail
callous crest chittering
luminescent lust leering
spent passion puking
gollible groups growl
felon feast fall.
19:12:16:08:00
Categories:
felon, world,
Form: Sonnet
When we retired we were so inspired:
To live free and rest from our labors.
This mobile home park has lived up to the mark,
But oh, goodness gracious, the neighbors.
Jay the old peeper can snoop through the creeper
And tell if the ladies are bathing.
At times he's been caught and the women have taught
him new curse words in language quite scathing.
Denny got back from the hoosegow and that
is the end of his meth lab's production.
He'll have to report to the man from the court
with his pee to avoid re-induction.
Jen basks in the sun and we all see her bum
Though we tell her it's not necessary.
In England alone she's seventeen stone
And her armpits are ever so hairy.
A lady name Myrtle we call snapping turtle
(You never know when she'll attack you)
keeps her trailer quite clean but she's viciously mean
And if talked to she'll snap right back at you.
There are neighbors with tone, who have made themselves known
And we're so glad to know they reside here,
But an odd PhD and a master's degree
Can't compete with the felons that bide here.
Categories:
felon, humorous, retirement,
Form: Limerick
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