No longer Bible does appear
The guarantee of truth
In court
No longer the presumption works
As guilty they're fact
No longer Jury can decide
I am off the Law Enforcement
For the Computation
Of the Military Pact
The Hitler broke the Diplomatic the Convention
Your tactical is tact
Your focal point
Do concentrate
You must be targeting your fire
Horizons your event
What's your intention's the desire?
You might be doing firearms for sport
But not for the collection of your arsenal
Civilian Defense?
Why selling rifles the assault
So freely as they are specific instruments of mine
There is military, there is civil sports
There are the rules of safety handling arms and fire
Control your own arms today
As war of Law now works with neuroscience
Cartoons for kids today exist for business so they would be buying
What if I whispered into your ear
My focal point
What if minimum wage was raised
According to the family size
What if more was spent on educating
Others about the importance of finance
And avoiding the deception of materialistic lies
Would this world in 4 years be a better place
What if no one ever made an effort
Would my words just go to waste
Is there ever going to be change
Will this country one day have a woman president
Opening up the dimensions of our imagination
What we saw 20 years ago couldn't be
Envisioning change for everyone to have a fair
Opportunity
Is my focal point.
while being vocal
we found point which was focal
of a local yocal
This will take time
My epitaph for her
What is the most romantic thing i can say to her
What if i told her that her mourning tears that drip from her face
Would pass through my etheral hand as my soul tried in vain to catch
or use these petulant and subservant words to describe a life full of life
Surveying all without focal hindsight
Compare her essence with natures florish or divinty artwork.
She makes me small
A fly upon a mirrored universe
Unprepared for this
She is my god for she has saved me
FOCAL POINT
should we focus on his nude frame -
so muscular, so prominent,
private parts an extension of his serpentine scarf
or the ruddy lyre,
with its cheeky color,
plucked by rapturous fingers
or the unbridled wildlife,
pointed precariously
at pulses of vulnerability,
sensuous and sadistic
the pink flamingo,
ready to cobra-strike
at his curvy buttocks
the king of jungle lore,
ready to take his namesake,
to render him an eunuch
the wart-ridden crocodile
breathing on his achille’s tendon,
prepared to wrestle him to the ground,
as this god-like man’s potency slips away
remaining calm, his finger psalm
lingers. he waits for the danger to abate
perhaps this harp of hell, must continue
on and on, unrelenting
his suit of flesh, perfectly manicured,
never to touch another virgin
he bows, his self-erected shame
immortal, in pain
10/10/2017
Poems that paint a picture - 4
Sponsor: Silent One
niveous crystals little daggers under eaves trickling points of light
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