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The Hijacker Who Was Hijacked

THE HIJACKER WHO WAS HIJACKED

The mission is the pursuit of Caicedo,
the race has been on since the January set-go,
keepin' the paparazzis tongue in closed bridle.
Call Liverpool Big Jax of the Jungle,
and Chelsea, Richie, with cash in bundle.
Hijacking isn't alien in the round leather game,
though the salty feeling of the victim isn't the same,
the aftermath stain

Categories: hijacked, 1st grade,
Form: Quatern

Hijacked Identity

I awake again with this left-brain thought
that an economic conservative
about balancing his ever expanding budget
looks at my mountainside forest of firs
as a green commodity
for potential exploitation.

Yet when this same conservative
resides in this same fir forest,
now threatened by a large lumbering corporation,
he sees these same trees,
like himself,
as prey
in a win/lose zero-sum value-retention game.

Then I have this

Categories: hijacked, emotions, health, integrity, loss,
Form: Political Verse

Hijacked Identity

I will never know why, a baby of four months, 
I was left abandoned, trampled in dirt. 
At the mercy of adoption. 
To fill the void of ache of a childless couple.
Clueless of the abysmal despair of my mother
I still track my genes....
Did you rock me back and forth...
before I fell asleep.... in doorstep of

Categories: hijacked, anger, baby, emotions, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Limerick Crochetes: Once Mideast Refugee Hijacked Plane

Limerick crochetés: Once Mid-East refugee hi-jacked plane
Once Mid-East refugee hijacked plane 
At Heathrow Airport without much pain
Set course for Florida
Down Gulf Stream danced salsa
O’er Bermuda Triangle lost brain

Raised head in parallel universe
Where everybody spoke only in verse
Shakespeare just a mere page
At beck and call of Sage
Who rode on a flying-trapeze hearse

Walt Whitman why whipped hard

Categories: hijacked, humor, immigration, poetry,
Form: Limerick

Hijacked By Lexicon Thievery

This poem may get into trouble,
The world wants identity double.
Attempting to culture commonality,
The world champions individuality.

Theft of language has become all too common,
Yesterday’s use today identifies one a strawman.
Definitions change, words take on other meaning,
Often toward groups one way leaning.
 
At our language different groups continually hack.
In the case of *****, African American, now Black.
Or

Categories: hijacked, change, color, confusion, gender,
Form: Rhyme

Hijacked Heart

Planes
flying low in the sky.
Drifting,
like paper,
CRASH
All's over now.
My heart's ripped open.
Take your bow.

Categories: hijacked, depression, life, loss, lost
Form: I do not know?

Hijacked Wit

I sought to write verse tried and true, 

But jester scuttled my muse making me blue.

I responded with childhood rhymes I once knew,

Yet that clown pilfered all and then withdrew.

Rebounding, I sought rhythm's cadence to renew,

Alas, he scrambled my patterns and my timing did screw.

Regaling remaining wit, many riddles did I queue.

Frustratingly, that spinster unraveled

Categories: hijacked, satireme,
Form: I do not know?