I.C.E.'s unhinged, unconstrained violence
killed a decent woman called Renée Good
It has evoked hot fury not silence
the fact that she had been misunderstood
Made Good look bad, glibbing he did what he had to do,
You see they’ve been given immunity
What is really sad, is he didn’t have to
Behold an assassin’s creed unity
This is a Force I cannot comprehend
Straight out of the fires of hell
The devil had us fooled, this Force NOT a godsend
Anyone can be taken; none safe from the ‘quota’ which makes my head swell
I look for answers and onto my faith
Yet nothing can fix an agent’s revenge
It’s all very cruel, his unkind heart‘ll force only his own wraith
Why must we be like this, I too look to avenge
Right of protest destroyed by violent emotion, becoming worse
There is no justice for Renée Good, only doubt
As her orphans ride off in a Hearse
Words kind and nice shall not suffice
From the depths of my soul, I shout
Kcuf I.C.E.!
Justice For Renée Nicole Good
1/10/26
Roar of leaf blowers.
Rippling of rafts.
Reticence of leaping
into a pile of molten gold -
a sea of Autumnal cache.
Childhood immunity;
don’t look at the grandmother;
giddy, a grand finale,
as she defiantly leaps.
Oh! Did I mention,
she’s fast asleep?
Old granny succumbs
with metaphoric salts,
as the toddler lands
on her loving lap,
awakening granny
to the warmest day.
I hope the Supreme Court grants me immunity.
For the times I chased my brother around the room,
Or when the crayons erupted across the wall,
The time I ate all the treats.
Maybe I can appeal my mom's conviction,
And they'll reverse her decision.
I won't have to stand in a corner at all!
Better for me to know in advance.
Will my immunity last,
During my childhoods advance?
I can plan ahead.
No matter what my parents say!
To make chaos,
Make it last all day!
Come on Supreme Court,
What do you say?
Can I have my way?
Listen to the racket of resounding lies
that reverberate within your polluted mind,
where another truth is battered and dies.
I have dragged out the casualties of ethical beliefs,
and with disgust for their loss, expressed my grief
while your actions and words of which lies are replete
became the truth’s death, tossed around like trash on the street.
When I speak, the words spoken are poison for you to hear,
and they ignite your temper and strip your comfort—
the burden of truth’s casualties is always onerous to bare.
So, you retaliate with fury and come after me
as if I am doing wrong by admitting the truth in what I see.
And the fact is that I can see the malice in your eyes—
how your actions and words are perniciously personified.
I can see behind your mask nobody else can see,
your veiled intentions and secrets—
the epitome of shameless duplicity.
When you smile, there is no warmth or glow,
it is the mask of deceit that you always show.
So, while others remain fooled and praise your name,
I’ll NEVER be swayed by your fabricated fame!
More Horn Haiku
opportunity
for mutiny immunity
in Trump community
they were caught cheating
more trouble may be meeting
should be unseating
Trump others shorted
many lies he had imported
out was escorted
had known from the start
God great and glorious Thou art
we shall never part
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
or Serious Mysterious
Before mass leaders seize the power to fit reality to their lies, their propaganda is marked by its extreme contempt for facts as such, for in their opinion fact depends entirely on the power of man who can fabricate it.~
Hannah Arendt,* The Origins of Totalitarianism
When a majority of the populace
Believes the propaganda
Of the ruling elite
And refuses to believe the truth
Even though they can see it
With their own eyes
And hear it
With their own ears
They have reached
Herd Immunity!
Hannah Arendt, 1906-1975, was a political philosopher, author, and Holocaust survivor. Her contributions continue to influence political theorists today.
The European Court of Human Rights
Have just approved Catholic appetites
The Vatican can't be sued
No matter how crude or rude
Sovereign Immunity sybarites!
Simple living and High thinking is my steadfast motto
You need a powerful microscope to take my stunning photo;
Uninvited though, I do enter.. the cozy home of my host
When I come out with a brand new coat, the host, alas, is a ghost
The one I have adored substantially
Seems to mutilated me the worst
It has made my heart rupture
The mystics of the universe
Seems to make us an alliance
And sworn adversaries
Could this be a new induction
Of a vitality without insanity
And of integrated tranquility
This time there is no need for
A ceremony or a diamond ring
Our sustained time reciprocity
Can not be mistaken
For anything but a secure foundation
And now it is time for
A jubilant celebration
Now I can pardon you
With my love and immunity
Our immune system fights viruses and all foreign bodies.
antibodies that protect the lymphatic office.
Immunological memory is the ability to recognize,
previously initiated the anti device.
Healthy microbes essential from cradle to grave,
mothers fungus touch and milk to survive.
The use of antibiotics killing those microbes,
sterile environment for the body that disrobes.
Smell, taste and recognition of individuality,
crucial role in and out of body decomposing reality.
Sanitizing will weaken the immune system procured,
called the hygienic hypothesis for rest assured.
Caught in legal procedure enforced to act,
given your body from shop to shop some poison in fact.
The psychological terror not to mention,
being prosecuted in scientific polluted detention.
Riding the donkey of hope as expensive load,
endurance of the profiteers that you owed.
smiling garden gnome
with butterfly on his nose
immune to anger
D-roplets
E-mploy
N-otorious
N-astiness
I-nside
S-omeone's
N-ose
A-s
P-andemic
E-ndangers
R-espiratory
I-mmunity
Topic: Birthday of Dennis Naperi (April 11)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
E-nhanced
I-mmunity
L-ets
Y-ourself
N-egate
V-iral
I-nfection's
L-ethal
L-ink
A-bating
M-ystery
O-f
R-ipper
Topic: Birthday of Eilyn Villamor (April 09)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
L-ungs
O-bliterate
R-edoubtable
E-nemy
L-etting
Y-our
I-mmunity
B-ring
O-rder
Topic: Birthday of Lorely B. Ibo (April 03)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
The empire is broken, and the emperor
entertaining himself in his nightly briefings
has no immunity.
If ever a ghost rides to shoot, it has no better
retreat.
He is a hollow man, head stuffed with delusion walking on
broken glass, his deliberate disguises, tasteless gibberish,
vindictiveness and obfuscations, misbehaving before the world, show he's a fading star of a new reality show the great decline of American empire -- promised greatness
and delivered a twilight republic upon the shoulders of
his eccentric idiocy, no great communicator rising to occasion,
only an empty man whose end shall come with a whimper and not a bang.
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