Are you human or you're life
Life expectancy
How the far you in your life
And what is your dependency
Is this system SATAN really
To abolish soul
What is your behavior
Is your game kinda foul
Will we all kinda same
In the system this
Sure we're tired of the war
All of us want peace
But with peace you reproduce
Many many children
Ocean corals life reduced
Due your interference
Soles of you shoes produce
Microparticles
They the threat to ocean induce
Many LAW the articles
So you shall be walking less
AI will do all jobs for you
Yes Economy recess
Valuable are few
Ocean suffers from hypoxy
So that many humans eat
What for system this
True judgement
You're HYPOCRITE
I was studying QURAN but I am not a traditional muslim and I also study TORAH but not christian
I am not a religious person and am a mathematician
and ALLAH and I we love this song
10+Years/Feeding+The+Wolves/Fade+Into+(The+Ocean)
and if CYBE ids correct we want HELP
Cracker Barrel always does chicken just right.
How would you like yours prepared tonight?
I’ll have mine grilled, with steamed broccoli,
Cornbread (buttered), slaw, and sweet tea.
Kids are enjoying their nuggets and onion rings.
Ever tried their pot pies or chicken and dumplings?
Never doubt the appeal of chicken. Have some wings!
Things That Should Grow on Trees
Things that should grow on trees include:
big sea birds with
extremely long wings, old-fashioned shoe
horns, tape recorders who
play sporadically cries of
grief, blank
photographs, stamps with
printed eyeballs, people with
colourless or
very nearly colourless hair and
skin and
pinkish eyes, the word
unfortunately, the word
regrettably, the word
even though, miniature
pianos, vampire
teeth, leaf
blowers, False
IDs, illuminated loyalty
cards, the watchful and
attentive, damp
clothes, pom
poms, glass
shards, pack of
cards, rope knot
balls, plastic
trinket boxes, ashtrays (glass only), lips (too
animal lips), spines (too
animal spines), toast, headache
tablets, running
shoes, and
whores.
yeah …
we all feel so hopeless at times -
the end of our rope …
it’s part of our humanness
and our constant questioning of what role
we play in ‘Le Grand Dessein’ …
but here’s the thing -
we are ALL superheroes … that’s right
YOU … and this fool called ‘me’
we are champions of life
because we all possess two VERY powerful, utterly limitless, tools for living:
love … and imagination!
there are no bounds to either one -
they both transcend time, space, and the
oft’ chaotic confines of our ids …
they come in endless abundance, and with
no rules whatsoever!
they are yours and mine to explore without
restriction or constraint
and the more you use either one,
the more you’ll crave them …
I promise!
so, grab ahold of your superpowers -
(especially when hope seems lost)
wield them with kindness,
thoughtfulness,
and intent …
and see just how far they can
take you!
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, July 12, 2024
Disagreement, discussion, and debate are not indicators of hate.
When fetuses die and their mothers no longer cry, we are practitioners of infanticide.
Becoming rich from a Washington hitch is evidence you are a crooked son of a be-itch.
Segregation and diversity mandates are damaging constructs designed to divide and each are a disgrace of equal distaste.
You need it to drive, you need it to fly, you need to buy, voter IDs are not Jim Crow and when you say so, it clearly shows who paints from a racist tableau.
Those who skew NEWS based on their political views are liars and should be considered pariah’s.
When you deny biology in favor of an alphabet ideology there can be but one conclusion; you are possessed by demons of delusion.
People who say God is not boss and reject Jesus’s work on the cross are wandering through life blinded and lost.
I: Provisio in scriptura (provided in scripture)
The Lord made us from the Earth's crust,
He creates that vessel blood's line,
each of us from ashes, --from dust,
blood flows, soul, mind our life design,
our spirit floats o'er the minus,
all IDs acquiesce assign,
our presence moves us to the plus,
our breath gives life a chance to deed,
sonnet stakes; >"...time>be, to>>not be...,"
roots, limbs, leaves all parts of our traits,
founder, foundlings -- family tree,
sprout from the ground that permeates,
hither and thither all earthy,
on top, in light, alive--then fates,
once us back to dust--returnee.
II: Provisio hoc exemplum (provided for example)
How much sow can sin to be,
when love is blind and naught foresee,
mistaken life a possibilty,
a baby ~ poor me,
forfeit--regret it,
the sin, has-been,
have it and forget it,
past is passed,
your life will change and so will the baby change,
start with the diapers ...,
then move on with your lives.
Amidst queue of souls yon Heaven's Gate;
the IDs shed and shone road each take ...
the bane …
of complacency
the enemy of apathetic ids
an all-consuming blade of inspiration
you, mighty weapon
have slain the fiercest dragons of
detachment and disregard that
humanity has brought against you
and I, a knight of notation,
wield you with an authority graced to me
by a vivid imagination
and a child’s whimsical heart …
oh, I do not take your might for granted
nor underestimate your license …
I remove you from your scabbard
in deepest consideration -
your hilt, I grasp with awe
your edge, I apply in deference and fear
for the wounds I affect
are deep and lasting …
you are the Excalibur of inspiration
pulled from a stone of indifference
by the grandest of acumens and spirits
long, long ages ago …
I take up your glyphic garland
with pride and honor
and an undying respect for
the numberless warriors who came before me
and whose names are a prayer
upon these pious lips …
a prayer for you …
my pen.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, January 4, 2024
No Name
What a finch I saw.
Many colors for a small bod.
Lovely bod in that bud.
Around her or his
What?
You name it.
He or she
I do not know.
It has no name
No Ids
No papers
No and
No ..
What a free finch!
Cookies
Having
Rich
Icing
So
Tempting
Me
Always
Sweetly.
Come
On
Over,
Kids!
Indulge!
Enjoy
Some!
Dec. 9, 2022
For Bobby May's Christmas Poetry Contest
C an never get home fast enough whenever I’m away
O nly thoughts of my return will get me through another day
M eanwhile I meander even though my heart’s not in it
I visualize your beauty and I ‘m missing you each minute
N othing can replace you for you are a tour de force
G oing back and forth your moods can change and that of course
B ecomes the part I love ~ never knowing who you'll be
A lways someone different I am loving your transparency
C olours blue enhance your hue ~ agate, sapphire and royal blue
K ids with kites and dogs with balls and folks who disrespect you
H ave seen your strength and anger standing back in awe to view you
O n days like these they hear your roar and see your own white horses
M y love for you I can't contain you reach inside my soul
E ach day I walk beside you ~ the Sea and me ~ my heart you stole
Written by a true Piscean who loves the Sea ~ 18th February 2021
Contest Coming Back Home
Sponsor John Hamilton
3rd place
Contest ALL YOURS (Mar 9)
Sponsor Brian Strand
N/A
C-ircumstances were
O-verwhelming
M-y life turned upside down
I-mperilled lives gripped with fear
N-o fancy tale this is ,its my
G-rievous story
B-rutal and horrifying memories
A-mbiguous future without any hope
C-asted out of our homes and land
K-ids and families separated
H-omeless and hungry
O-verthrown from our
M-otherland
E-mbattled , this is my refugee story
Written for : Coming back home poetry contest
Sponsor:John Hamilton
Getting across Kantabon
I find dense Elephant Road
Left the old road-divider
At nine o'clock at night;
Pankhiraj Rickshaw flies in the air
In the mysterious light of sodium lamp-
The illusory drone.
Chasing me some fake face book IDs
Agony throws the Shaking net.
Zuberi Restaurant fries
The hybrid Climbing Fish
Digitally welcomes the Motaleb Plaza.
P-rayerful
N-ation's
K-ids
T-oday
H-appily
A-dvance
N-oble
K-indness
S-howing
G-ratitude
I-n
V-ery
I-mportant
N-ecessary
G-athering
Topic: PNK Thanksgiving (December 7,2019)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
P-raise
A-nd
N-icely
G-lorify
U-ndying
L-ord
O-nce
N-ecessary
G-athering's
P-reacher
N-ourishes
K-ids
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
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