God created mankind upright.
Inventing their own schemes
humans later chose to sin.
Driven by pride, self-interest
and desire for power
man has become a devil.
Selfish motivations centered on personal gain
such as land, resources, have made people
face the consequences of war.
War is the ultimate result of unchecked egos,
where leaders live in luxury
while the general public face the destruction.
War in any form is detrimental
to the safety of humanity.
No matter which side of the conflict you’re on
everyone suffers greatly.
Dear General Public will you pardon me? Inclusive
with grace and give me mercifulness.
A green light to advance, proceed. May I express
Myself?
Who will wipe the tears off from my eyes? That
Society has caused these aforementioned inner
pain that oftentimes overwhelms me
May I express myself?
the buxom girl on the monkey bars,
swung around, legs open wide, on arms,
she wore her lace nickers on her head,
that raised general public alarms.
All men watched standing, all stiff erect,
most bachelors, one with wedding ring,
no one cared! what’s moral or correct?
why resist, when lass does such a thing?
Dear Ukraine, I am sorry to have to inform you
that you must keep fighting and dying.
Dear Russia, your options are to die or kill.
We have arranged to end this unfortunate conflict
in 5 years’ time on May the 8th.
If there are any folks left by then
may they at least know
that the American war machine
and its military industrial complex
have added much wealth to their coffers,
and have made great technical strides
in the deadly arts of selective destruction.
Yes, it's quite true that most Americans
could not find Kiev or Moscow on a map,
but the general public are most ‘gong ho’
about all this madness,
indeed, most seem sublimely unfussed
about the very real possibility
of a looming nuclear holocausts –
now that’s what we call patriotic!
Please be assured that our politicians and pundits
also seem ever willing for you combatants
to sacrifice your sons, mothers, wives, and daughters
until democracy, freedom, and the American way
are restored somewhere.
What actually is a insecurity?"
Something that general public regard as an impurity.
Such as having too much body hair,
Or having a complexion that isn't fair,
Or having a big nose,
Or wearing some non-trendy clothes.
But all this isn't limited to physical appearance,
It is also about belonging to a community treated with indifference.
It is about not being social enough
Not being good in academic stuff,
Society demands us to be picture-perfect,
Completely obedient and always correct.
And we corny humans just want to belong somewhere,
We require some love and some care,
So we give everything we are,
Just to learn are wishes aren't rare and nothing bizarre.
Well, insecurities might not be cool,
And those stares can be really cruel,
But lets not try so hard,
What is really beautiful is also odd
The only disgusting thing in this world are the standard who call us unwanted and ugly,
Cause we are the one who decide, and every part of us is beautiful and lovely
...that...
news is about
freedom does matter...
...means...
ultimate freedom goes...
unchecked within theoretical...
...boundaries...
marked as grounds for exploration...
beyond media-public view for profit beyond...
...awareness...
of public conscience that only the richest may finance...
such as a re-arrangement of so-and-so combats-in-nations to...
...re-sew...
what be a general public space-time reality fabric papering all three walls
and seen as a survival of the fittest existence reflecting itself in a media norm...
stans sand
To anyone who has chosen selling for a living,
two words can sound crass and unforgiving.
People don't want to hear it. They won't give a chance.
Too much of the general public has joined in the dance.
Those uttered words mean there will be no sale.
Any attempt to sell will be to no avail.
The words "not interested" will not sound so funny
to anyone out there trying to make money.
I,a member of general public,do hereby
sincerely and truly promise to stay at home for ever and promise to make a last will in the interest of all my heirs to abide by this last will by staying at home and kindly request to all whom are concerned to make immediate arrangements to give me a home for me to stay!
Hard to fathom the logic of
the following
How in sporting terminology
even the great Tiger Woods
in his pomp and prime employed
the service of a swing coach
with not a single major title to
his name
And Jose football's special one manager never even played professionally himself
As neither is any so called expert
critic in any of the field of art be
that film , poetry , painting , sculpture
or photography
Because surely if in reality
they we're any good at all
in there field of expertise
they would be competing not
teaching or passing comment
So given that Tiger Woods has
20+ plus majors and is considered
to be the greatest golfer to ever play
the game
Then why on earth would he need
to employ the service or be willing
to listen to the opinion of a coach
without a single major title to his
name
Likewise why should or would any credible artist or come to that fact member of the general public value
the critical opinion of someone or anyone
With in essence no more clue than
you or i yet given a platform to
indoctrinate other's
Birthdate? My family tells me
it was 1900 or so.
I don’t remember being born;
I know when I started to grow.
My first real friend was named Reggie
We first met when I was just six.
It was Christmas Eve, we read from
the Bible and we played music.
I had put on a lot of weight
by the time the war rolled around
World War I that is. Without me
that war wouldn’t have got off the ground.
I won’t brag, cause I’m handicapped.
I’m wired only for sound, not sight.
You’d call me visually impaired
And you know, you’re exactly right.
In my golden years, my pursuits
brought a world of music to you.
I made live drama popular,
did a fair share of preaching too.
Always tried to keep a handle
on current events and the news.
My biggest changes over the years
have been size and battery use.
February 22, 2020
Brian Strand: Strand SELECT Y
On 24 December 1906, the first radio broadcast for entertainment and music was transmitted from Brant Rock, Massachusetts to the general public.
Just because I've got messy hair doesn't make me a bad person
Imagine if I ran around reciting Skakespeare t'would surely be worsen
The general public isn't ready
Would make most unsteady
Kiddies would cry, old people would turn to perversion
LONDON TUBE EXPLOSION 2017
Another explosion in London today
When will they learn to go away?
General public hurt yet again
These terrorists are a real big pain
Setting off a device in a public place
You’re no member of the human race
Hurting people doing their daily chores
You certainly won’t get any applause
I hope all those hurt are on the mend
To these people this message we send
Don’t let them change your daily routine
Report to the police anything you have seen
I send my thoughts to you all
Hope your families and friends can stand tall
Hope you’re all healing and getting well
These nasty people will be sent to hell
Islamic state have claimed it’s their doing
What they need is a real good shoeing
No matter what you want to achieve
Your act of violence I can’t believe
We will catch you and you will be sent to rot
In a 6 foot cell you will wish you were shot
Go back under the rock whence you came
Your spiteful acts they are evil and insane
Yet another incident has happened today
When will these terrorists go away
Manchester this time at a concert
Some taken to early some really hurt
Thier war now affecting the general public
These people are just really sick
To target young children having fun
Your sick and something will be done
You will not scare us of British decent
Your cowardly acts you must repent
We will hunt you down and take you in
A six foot cell your life will begin
Prayers go to all those that were there
Great British people show that you care
For those that have lost I shed a tear
Defeat this terrorism show no fear
Stay alert and watch each others backs
We can beat these cowardly attacks
Dreams of living in a world free of norms
No longer will the word sir be required
Mam will be no more than a distant memory
Free from one's tethers and restraints
Mentally relaxed and physically up beat
The general public soars while unified
Infinite copilots on the flight of redemption
Public Cyst
The public cyst, from the big bad city,
The one who tells you, how to be pretty
And sell yourself, for the dollar;
Let the general public attach a lead to your collar.
Be exactly what they expect you to be,
Then let them condemn you, after they stopped you being free,
To express yourself, musically or poetically;
For their policy, is simply make you agree.
They only buy your work, if it’s deemed cool by the magazines,
Which are only deemed cool by word of mouth;
So maybe we should all let out a scream and shout:
No to the government,
Yes to empowerment.
No to taxes,
Yes to investment.
No to prejudice,
Yes to justice.
No to inflation,
Viva la revolution.
Yes to freedom,
Yes to salvation.
(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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