Freedom Hyperbole Poems

Thinking morally,
Would be for democracy,
Rather than dynasty:-
At least that's how it should be
With belief in liberty

A democracy,
Is based upon unity;
Rather than money:-
Well, that’s how it...

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We quarreled to bitter, burning degrees 
(you)loving me 
as a tender trespasser 
     a chew toy 
    ...

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SELF PORTRAIT
(Apropos Of An Ebon Flashback)

I’m a dark-hued poetic mind,
        Writing mine;
Often inking seemingly empty words
  ...

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For crying out loud
Due to the outcome
I was not particularly proud
For more than two centuries, election days go and come
At a similar season, every four...

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I'm a dark-hued poetic mind
           Writing mine:
Inking navel keloid words
     ...

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It was a strange and unexpected experience.  

Suddenly, I found myself in a place called Happy Valley. A man was on a park bench...

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From the crypto crash and the FTX collapse,
We see the fragility of this digital cash.
The arrest of Sam Bankman-Fried,
Makes us question the future, what does...

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Loosing My Slant

I’m Developing a View
About a How of a Thing
Letting Go of My Mistakes
To See What Freedom Can Bring
To Lose a Perspective of What...

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(Apropos Of A School-Day Happenstance)

There she stood on the edge 
of the cliff of loneliness—her
tiny eyes staring out into space.

As I cautiously approached her,
I softly...

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Fact Or Fool Who be You

I have seen
fools ranting 
what's up Pink Floyd
No thinkers, no education 
only poets with muse and frustration

The deniers of science
are...

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It's my body, and I'll cry if I want to!
Lie if I want to!
Die if I want to!
You might die too if I come near...

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Sometimes I wish I could go back in Time, 
salivating for intelligent conversation...I think,
Shakespeare would have been interesting -- 

Most people today, seeming more programmed
than...

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The women is a storm-

she gets and she gores,

just before she warms,

because the the women is a storm...

Her lips are her pours,

her hips really should...

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Second, third, fourth... stimulus check(s)...
ah... the stuff a dream come true would be made!

Such would constitute,
the closest phenomena
approximating winning the lottery
cuz yours truly never blessed
winning...

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The sacred power climax experience
of holy integrity
is more of a one time
of full-baptismal rebirth
into a depleting orgasmic fertility event
for horny patriarchs
of global monoculturally zealous redemption

Left-hemisphere...

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