Nations, countries, territories
You can’t see me over those
Piles of rubbish, telling stories
Fake old glories they impose
They attempt to pluralize me
Politicians of all sorts
As if I was legalizing
Their repressions by default
Hope you won’t generalize me
For some doctrine or a scam
You can always sympathize me
Taking me for what I am
For I’m not an implication
Of some national decree
I’m a different variation
Written in a different key
I’m a ball your dog would like to
Play with, in the afternoon
I’m a sunbeam, shining through
Leaves of autumn in your room
You would laugh and think I’m crazy
(Those who aren’t, must be rare)
At the last row I’m a gazer
Sleeping in my easy chair.
high spirited historians have had hissy high-jinx over alternative facts
interestingly, instilling intentional intellectual events with integrity intact
juxtaposing jurisprudence juggling judgmental journalism best they can
Keeping knowledge kosher
legalizing ledgers in the land
Morning Thoughts On Change
Sept 6, 2023
Miracle Man
Many times I see change and deem it unjust,
some change has altered both truth and trust.
Because a person’s life is swallowed up by change,
many make concessions and life rearrange.
This change disrupts our lives bit by bit,
so we re-adjust our thinking trying to commit.
Inconcussible things have now become the norm,
too many are willing and too quick to conform.
I’m sadden to see the way some now live,
without natural affection or love to give.
I say this now with tongue in cheek and grin,
legalizing things make them no less a sin..
Matthew 24:13
“But he that shall endure unto the end,
the same shall be saved.”
The Roadside Medicine Sellers
Are Pharmacists' bold tellers
Of an enduring contest
Not unlike a weighted test!
Ever waxing Drug Dealers
Competing as Sure Healers
But spinning laughing profits
For all their being cursed misfits!
Shame to legalizing Laws
Unbolting illegal doors,
Patent Medicine - obtained Rights
A From - Reality Fool's flights
That often drop a body
For a post - Morten study
What a crazy patronage
Of Butchers in Tactful Age
Hardly like us for neck ties
Their tie - free neck for loud lies
Oh' how their shelves kick with drugs
In their stores Persian Rugs
Their Sales' Facilitators
The Non - Stop Oscillators
Admit men ,though, we're the cause
Before customers long pause
Smiles not customer- friendly
Handshakes not given grandly
Lordly prices for packets
The released picture Rackets.
I looked out my window today
And I stared into the sky
I said God what happened
Mankind has gone crazy, why
Our own Government fails us
They can't get past their greed
They let our homeless live on streets
As they debate legalizing weed
I know I have a voice lord
But they just drown it out
With their highfalutin beaurocracy
And all that others shout
God when you made Adam and Eve
Was all of this your plan
Or did it all get turned around
I wish to understand
I know one day you'll tell me
But I wish to know right now
I know that's kind of selfish
But frankly lord we're losing ground
My Morning Rant
By Miracle Man
1-7-2020
Seems weekly I awake to a new paradigm,
we’re legalizing “weed” so it’s no longer a crime.
Radical change came so quickly, I’m left agast,
and morality, it seems, is lost somewhere in the past.
But its a gateway drug that leads to another,
now in second hand smoke the innocent must smother.
We’ve legalized this for the additional tax dollars,
always under the pretense, of helping young scholars.
Or to help homeless people get back on their feet,
but for many, this drug, was their path to the street.
Accepting to exist, rather than live life enjoyable,
too many have resolved to live life unemployable.
Modern day thinking has bid the golden rule adieu,
it’s now do it unto them before they do it unto you.
This poem is written by a 12 year old writer. I am only the teacher
Cringy liberal
Waves hands
Yells
Screams about feminist issues
Talks about Bernie Sanders
Talks about legalizing weed
Gets offended easily
Yells about their self diagnosed PTSD and Claustrophobia
Tells you that you are a terrible person and compares you to Joseph Stalin or some other dictator.
Screams at you for not being vegan
Tells you that socialism is a good idea
You tell her that The Nazi’s were socialists
Liberal stutters and doesn’t know w
hat to say.
Finally says a really bad comeback
You tell the liberal to stop talking and that she’s irritating
You tell them that you don’t want to talk to them anymore
Liberal keeps yelling
Liberal tells everyone you know that you’re a terrible person and makes up some lies about you
You talk to your friends
Your friends believe the liberal
They stop talking to you
They ignore you
Basically what happened to me like two weeks ago
Americanized rugby.....this is football
Americanized football....this is soccer....
Americanized christianity....this is Pentecostal ism
Americanized cricket.....this is baseball
Americanized greek / greco roman wrestling....this is Vince McMahon Inc.
Americanized God save the king/queen....my country this of thee.....
Annuit coeptis nous ordo seclorum
God look favorably upon the new world order.....
REALLY?
with respect to his critics, was not Mr Obama....spot on...when he said America is not a Christian nation....
With the congress and supreme court legalizing what they have in fact legalized in recent decades....
Literary criticism welcome
Reggae artist Peter Tosh said it best with his hit song "Legalize It". The legendary
Bob Marley also glorified it in his music. Of course they were referring to marijuana.
In the 1970's marijuana was just as popular as it is today. However most were using
it to get high, some were using it for medicinal purposes. We've come a long way since then, with many states now legalizing it. There is ongoing research to tap into its
medicinal uses. It has been used for many years to treat glaucoma, and given to
cancer patients to alleviate nausea.
I think this herb will prove to have great impact in the field of medicine. Though
Peter and Bob are no longer with us, we can certainly appreciate their vision.
many will continue to use it to get high, many more will benefit from its medicinal
attributes. To all those who will benefit now, and in the future, I'll just light up my spliff and say; "This buds for you".
as Colorado & Washington
have thrown the dice,
the first big step in the direction
of legalizing pot
has made people against the
measure begin to stir in their
ridiculously naïve funk,
whilst proponents who do not
live in either of the two states
are no doubt, discuss with their
significant others is
a lot of rain & a lot of
snow,
is worth the move.
while there is question as to whether
the feds will step in & crush the
measures, or how commercialized
the actions could become if they are
allowed to experiment in these
uncharted waters,
“domestically grown
marijuana is thought to be the second
most profitable cash crop in the United
States.”
whilst the dead horse does not have to
be beaten, that is,
we do not need to go back in time &
look at how economically
successful Prohibition was
in comparison to the wealth of profit &
jobs which the industry has continued to
pump into our economy since its
repeal.
idiots (growing closer to death now) will stand
up & yell
“it’s a gateway drug,” as if everyone who smokes a
joint follows by tying off,
but the ways in which legalization
could help the economy of this country is
undeniable.
A delusory pleasure bristled the solitary abator
And the dusky night rides down the sky
An ethereal beauty demoed with her au naturel demeanor
The solitary abator bumps with illusions, thus far realisms high.
Elated with red-hot mysticisms the abator closed his eyes
And mildly felt the zephyr over the mum wispy time
She reposed in her bareness beside his devout envies
The abator fluffed up ca-cacing his limbs to ease with spirit and bine.
An awaited soul perked up with flavour of lust and zeal
And the midnight silence prolonged to be livening with insidiousness
She abreast herself over his frvid spirit of unreal
The abator matte-up bosoming her with barmy tenderness.
The ravenous abator intimated himself in the same state of bareness
And the dark moonless night beamed with perfect ecstacy and elan
She ooohed legalizing the demon-ridden enduringness
The abator held himself with an abrupt spasmodic movement of his organ.
The wonky estrus abator coaxed himself with the pleasure of onanism
And the gentle breeze was felt to soothe the pragmatism
Slowly her au naturel beauty faded, idling the eroticism
Bequeathing the abator's midnight oneirism.
Medical they proposed to be
Arnold Schwarzenegger and me
Relentless advertising - negativity
Individual battles - the Ebay girl - a possibility
Judging seventy-two year old's virility
Under cover all some political pot heads
Another election seeing thin, colorful threads
No one's thinking clear, a foggy way to go
Andele, Andele, - Arnold and I will end up in Mexico...
for Carolyn Devonshire's Contest "Election Humor"
The California Proposal of Legalizing Marijuana did not pass... :)
Election results for Governor of CA: Meg Whitman (R) (former CEO of Ebay vs Jerri Brown - 72 (D) He won.
ándele excl (Méx) (=¡venga!) come on!, hurry up!
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