hydro electric generater
and creeks or Krik as
my wife would say.
I thought it novel
keen
and smart
some sort of
astute
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when love is
the goal
togetherness is
the objective
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love is
purely an agreement
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the stones where marbled
from whatever there creation
made them of
layers and layers
of beautiful
stones
colors and types
to be adorn
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P.P.K stands firm with moral sight,
A leader shaping hearts, not punishing;
He guides his people gently toward the right,
From darkened ways to truth awakening.
Do you not know him?—P.P.K his name,
An African whose standards stand above;
Though mocked by those who drown in moral shame,
He answers hate with discipline and love.
They scorn his form—his nose, his fragile frame,
They laugh at what their blinded eyes can see;
Yet still he rises, untouched by their blame,
For strength is found in deep integrity.
Let fools persist—his virtue will not break,
For he remains the best, for justice’ sake.
I see myself as fair and helpful
a friendly ally... so I'm surprised
to see me singled out and
ostracized from your bubble.
Perhaps I've insulted you
by not agreeing with your views
though I've gone out of my way
to be diplomatic and polite.
Perhaps I've not lavished you
with honours when judging
my contests with blind impartiality
and that displeased you enormously.
Perhaps I've given you a suggestion
to consider ways to improve your poem
and you assumed I showed arrogance
and deserve to be cut out of your circle.
I'll never know the reasons that justify
why I've been singled out and ostracized
and you obviously have no intention
to discuss or reconsider ~ it’s your call.
So be it ~
AP: 1st place 2025
"Thou a cacodemon" jeered the crowd.
She heard all those voices , clear and loud.
They stormed and cowed her down.
All they wanted was to see her drown.
Tired of all the incessant goad.
She chose to lurk in her abode.
She's now another dancing clown.
With griefs that weigh her down. ??
Comedic moments when some people talk harshly about things they couldn't understand
It's like trying to criticize the ground where they stand
Without understanding how it came to be
Even dirt on their faces, they could not see
Don't insult yourself by believing that others are dumb just because you are dumb. For sure, there are others who can do what you can't and there are those who can do things excellently, like writing.
Thinking that others can't just because you can't is a self insult.
April 20—Standup Comedy – The Insult Comedy Tour!
How and why he
Remains so popular
With some Americans
Remains a mystery.
He remains me
Of an old-time insult
Comedian, Don Rickles
Who was infamous
For insulting his audience
Who loved his edgy comic stylings,
As he cruelly mocked
everything and everyone.
But, over time, people got tired
of his routine
And his style of humor faded away
But he has resurrected
The insult comedy routine.
Going to his rallies
Is akin to a religious revival
For some people.
They delight in being
Part of his whole mad
Carnival scene.
but for many of us
the T comedy tour
is no longer funny
if it ever was.
Who only considers self first
With an ego never reversed
A will to exploit
With skill so adroit
Is a thing that Trump has rehearsed
The U.S. cadaver-in-chief
Has a son con artist and thief
Put Hunter in Trump's cell
Where they'd sit for a spell
On toilets without the gold leaf
Authors note: i'm not fond of selfish/corrupt people. There are so many wonderful denizens on the planet...why should any of the bad ones who have money get away with illegal and immoral acts?
What was that you said?
I wish you would repeat it.
What, cat got your tongue?
A long stare at one is plain insult:
I’ve never done that to an adult,
Even one in his dying Renault,
Badly harassing him with some fault,
Wanting to end up in their own vault
Or owner dispatch to his own vault…
But should one adult spare insults,
Who has been offering open assaults
And could on a youth use catapults
With all their devastating results?
Indeed, respect is reciprocal:
On this never stop being the vocal,
Your stand points incisively focal,
Whether in town or a place local…
This for the consumption of the child
Beginning to sprout wings a bit wild…
These days good cars oddly somersault,
So this jeep you keep ridding of fault
Big cash you shall be getting plus malt;
Journey time I might speed catapult;
Now,alive and kicking,next in vault...
My dear wife won't fancy the result:
Sure to her hit like rudest insult
Today,jeeps could neatly somersault
And I mean the serviced for cursed fault
But their mechanics neatly assault,
Their Goliaths kill with catapult
If you can,you should this bravely halt
Here cars are the meals and you the salt.
Those who make ethnic boxes on forms we must check.
Who of those get lost in life's shuffle who holds the deck?
Irk! It's insanity, those who think Jesus loves them most.
Long live humanity—Armenia was the first Christian host!
There are those who use Christianity to end their rant.
They use it only to put forth their political slant.
Those who blame the government and stir up a fuss.
Weren’t they taught early on the government is us?
Those who say they're sorry but show no remorse.
Then do the same things while they ride their high horse.
I want to tell you lastly
The smell of you is ghastly.
That dirty green hearse (the
first one I'd ever seen)
Mushed through traffic
Like a Notre Dame back
on a muddy field.
Dripped slush, tears
Aiming straight down
A hollow cheek
and left to mingle
unnoticed on concrete,
And flung salty sleet
Bathing me in half-hearted
insult,
Two miles from no-land
And a scented corpse.
slightly edited June 30, 2021
Don't throw me insults
in the form of embers ...
I might as well deviate
and not be hit ...
But your poor hands,
they could be burned ...!
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