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Brainwash

Brainwash

My pawns are carved from the ivories
ripped from flesh are the tusks 
I need to have agency,
my moves I look forward
to in any direction 
through hearts I may pierce
a game of thrones
when I win the board it's clear
wrists bloodied from the combatants
my  treasured knights toss
their plated platinum gauntlets 
not for the queen of queens
nor a worthless king
but for forcible indoctrination to induce 
to give up basic political, 
social, and  religious beliefs 
and attitudes and to accept 
contrasting regimented ideas

The Return Back To Earth

We the People,
time is swiftly to come,
as we continue to perish
for rejecting knowledge, 
that belongs to earth youth.

There are greater mysteries
within the heart of man, 
which he will never know 
until his star has lost it brilliancy.

Man, woman, and child is a star
restraint to their bodies,
longing to be free 
from pain, 
sorrow,
grief, 
suffering,
depression,
suicidal,
poverty, 
rape,
torture, 
and mistreated.

As the soul enters
back into the cycle of time  
it gets a glimpse 
of it future death.
Screaming,
pleading, 
and forcible, 
the soul is ejected
back within the uterus 
as being present, 
until it sound is called.

Mental Illness

Scenario of  Stressful life situational defamation of one's character,  Car accidents 
beyond one's control consecutively,  unbalanced mind. Defilement and forcible
violation of one's body and soul, A firearm aimed toward one's head to inflict fear, explosive force against one's will.
Following homelessness,  defamation of one's 
character,  loss of generations from Grandma,
coming after Father oncoming now Mother 
loss of sentimental heartstrings shattered.  No
one to have a heart to heart, to counsel, to ease one's anxieties,  who to trust and one's  likelihood.  Mental illnesses you had a tight grip on one's  powers of thoughts, as a result bad choices were made.

Foul Play

Dear Rapist why? Preying on another’s 
  person’s trust. Rape of one’s self-esteem
  Rape of one’s mind, and one’s physical body
  and soul. Carnal abuse to conquer, to defeat
 to tame?
  These ptsd’s often lingers in one’s psyche.

   Dear Rapist tell me why? Were you once the
    victim of forcible violation.

Rescuing Phone Rang

The Leader of the gang
Fought his door with a bang,
From the all –metal forcing out a clang
That his impatience duly sang,

Now smiling and choosing to hang,
Every tooth of his a ready fang…
Then, Dave’s rescuing phone rang
To great risk exposing the gang!

Pitted against a metallic door,
Whose forcible opening isn’t sure
Save with dynamites not in noise poor
Or human strength, completely raw
Would the leader now run for it,first
Or the door still attack a bit?

Your Kidding Right

In a bazaar
spectacular
bizarre
jar
I bought. Strange triangular
cork. Popped. Vapor.
Powerful
Genie named Tatar.
I will dutifully 
Fulfill
Your wishes. I am accessible
between the hours of nine am to five pm this isn't
flexible
or changeable.
In a masterful
forcible 
voice I said Go to you room until I figure out if 
your the incredible.

Persistence

Persistence
Written: by Miracle Man
12-20-2019

The memory of bad things have been made easier to endure,
When I’ve recognized that due to them some good was often born.
 The character that I’ve demonstrated in coping,
was directly linked to my actions, not idly wishing.
Whatever success life has afforded me didn’t come through forcible entry,
but through prayerful pursuit, and thus entered through an open door.
My best achievements often long labored,
under God’s caption “Work In Process”. 
And the one thing I will never be remembered for,
are things not started.

A Brainstorm

I want my anger
In the dark of the night it protects
Nourishes 
Provides
It is useful 
It keeps me wary
Ripe
Watchful 
Without it I will crumble 
And be reduced to smallness 
softness
sadness
I need my anger
It makes me a woman 
Feral 
Untamed 
Fierce 
Anger faces unflinching what  
Would reduce me to a girl 
innocent
vulnerable
invisible
And isn't that what he wants 
That thing that makes him feel 
Hungry 
Forcible 
So I keep my anger
Close to my chest 
Burning
Expectant
For the day I will let it fly 
Searing
Straight
Extinguishing at last the monster
Living inside. 

Brainstorm Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
10.18.18
Placement: 2nd

Behind Nature's Smiles

Come and see around the world
How nature is embellished with unity
How it enshroud from us its nudity
Their true aberration furled

But don't you see them cling thro' arduosness?
Look at the sky: clouds flock against the blustering wind
With mountains, they kiss with kind
But behind their scenic smiles is forlonnness

And the scrambling trees of the forest?
Everyone contending its dear space
But don't they bulwark just in case-
The wind extortion deprives them of rest?

Same to the beautiful gliding birds
The forcible winds halt their forward motion
But out of this they'll sing songs of emotion
And from their melodies we methodise our words

The earth is severely scoured by roaring rains
Its layers consumed by the hungry streams
But still it stockpile meals to the brims
And with crambling terra t'still carries cranes

Again sea surfs blub for discrete land
As the sun mourn against her daily rob of sleep
The sky cleave to its timeous rains with no slip
All these are nature; sad but we'll little understand

Unmarked Grave - Still Alive

Last flickers of a dying flame still burn 
I strain to see every bitter remembrance     
lain before my feet     
pain stained mendacious propaganda       
blackened and singed upon my soul     
      
words have risen and taken toll     
right or not, secrets have been sold     
out of mind into the hands of masses     
such asses, cutting out the tongues of old     
      
forcible suppression unfurled     
into self-made sterilization     
white sheets billowing in the wind     
masking an unpure infantile soiling of intellect     
      
sociopathic manipulation     
senseless stripping down of the senses     
we're utterly defenseless     
      
gather round as smoke heaves       
and smothers imperious will and wit     
free thinking dies as another chapter     
cries out and is carried       
to an unmarked grave

As a Parent

She looks at me with such hate,
I wish we could start with a fresh slate.
Every parent makes mistakes,
Learning from them is what it takes.
Her words can be vicious with her sharp tongue,
People say there is no excuse for it being 18 she's not young.
As a parent we are not always guaranteed,
That our children will follow our words and succeed.
To hear your child say they hate you,
Is sometimes hard to get through.
I wanted to be everything she needed,
But nothing seemed good enough for any reason.
I love my child to the moon and back,
I'm just not sure how much more I can take of her verbal attack.
I know it's a common thing for a young adult to go through this phase,
But she didn't even come home for the holidays.
Her reasoning made no sense,
And she had me under false pretense.
Little lies and big decisions,
Are my eye's failing me am I stuck with this vision?
I know the decisions she is making is horrible,
And it hurts because I can't be forcible.
All I want for you my dear child is to be you,
To look in the mirror and see yourself as honest and true.

Clan

Clan..

The organic laws realistic courts to fit at
and fill to you but details my demon.

There are trickers and lairs.

They fit at some but hide their lies.

Those pretend for relevance all are china
soft despotic.

They made a very bad thresholds for 
HONG KONG common polls for C.E.O
by what may be.

What are futures for HONG KONG
democracy.

  Some reliability are moral asking.

Laws might raw.

Claims that set should something must.

But China clamp you down or clip your words that may addressing.

China tyrants tyranny must a commie
clan.

Crow the world so when worlds did fail.

Life can have tangent marks as lies.

CHINABASIC LAWS MAY BE SOME.

China tyrants tyranny jobs have tangent 
marks but we are still title yes.

They are fierce and forceful.

How as forcible feeble that nay be

Or always china win at wars and battles.

Are there still world justice.

What are fair beside China FELLATRIX.

Do female winningly P.L.A have been blown down.

What make sexes.

What to love should be.

Comb the one who comb the heads of others.

Nemesis cannot be avoid.

Are they china tyrants.

Can'T Forget

I look at the older work
with an odd sense
of apprehension.
It's embarrassing to say
the very least.
All my newer pieces
are so much more
well put together:

better crafted,
less forcible rhymes,
more meaningful messages,
less redundant phrasing,
a greater variety of topics,
a more open minded
mentality.

I reminisce thinking,
"Was that my reality
just a mere two years ago?"
Sometimes I just wanna toss it in the fire
and warm my hands by the biting flames.
Fare the well my more naive self:
Sayonara, adios,
au revoir, aloha!
May we never meet again!

Then of course I conjure up images:
how ridiculous would that be
being born in a eighteen-year-old body?
I can't forget the steps I took (and still take)
that lead to what you see
currently.

A Format of Progress

I dedicate this poem to them who are ignorant and making statements on innocent girls that were raped and killed in India. 

Disturbance creates crystal ball for heeling flirt.
irresponsibilities perform failure of skills and spreads dirt.
reliabilities of options confirm the intellect of a utilizer,
that runs a system; a person becomes consultant or an advisor,
firms establish a uniform asks young girls to wear a short skirt.
conversation counts in matters also smile draws relationship,
Academic education and experience fails if it takes nudity step,
the system is based on production, progress and growth,
time is value, money is source that never counts someone's hurt.
personal skill counts in an interview to differ a colouring shirt.
caste, colour, religion, language or a boundary that never counts,
if corruption or selfishness profound fails if honesty not in account,
something is different unaffordable that attitudes fail to apply,
we develop injustice, forcible manners in our daily amounts.

The Storm

Claps of thunder, growling sighs
Crackling light spears, ruptured skies
Dark bruised smudges, jostling clouds
Wanton weaving, angry shrouds.

Water effusions, driving rain
Flooded fields, congested drains
Forcible winds, quaking leaves
Bending branches, bowing trees.

Birds are silent, shy dogs hide
Children reach for sheltering sides
Fish dive deeply, spiders curl
Senses dizzied, fearful swirls. 

Clouds are broken, grinning sun
Arching eyebrow, rainbow tongue
Storm is humbled, joyous sounds
Love runs rampart, peace abounds

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