I return parted clerical error to a hall
In justice no frame
Nor corrective temp
Time as half
The titled days conveigning
That's my Monday morning appearance
This shall never be spoken freely
A civil right to act
Fine liberty
Next date, poor
Still due process
In accurate measure of published
*Christian Instructions*
Written: by Tom Wright
2/22/2018
(In part from 2 Chronicles 7:14 KJV)
Before life circumstances will be rendered whole,
There’s something that Christians must fervently do.
Stop legislating morality and intercede for man’s soul,
For God never fails and what He promises comes true.
When, as Christians, we humble ourselves and pray,
And when we seek his face and for Jesus we stand.
We won’t have school shootings like those happening today,
From heaven, He’ll forgive sin, and heal our land.
If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves,
And pray, and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways;
Then will I hear from heaven, forgive their sin, and heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14 KJV
Told To Fit Mold
Now worn down and things are growing old;
Affirmative Actions forces us to fit a mold;
Forced to do;
Both me and you;
Am tired of doing what we have been told.
James Horn
Legislating civil rights creates many conflicts,
problems and difficulties. I had a Master's
Degree, with six years experience as a labor
economist and a 35 year old veteran whose
father was killed on active duty on Carrier Intrepid.
A 22 year old black female with a BA degree received
the job due to Affirmative Action. This was in
Federal Civil Service. I was really hurt and the
GS-14 who was doing the hiring retired and
was tired of having to put up with Affirmative
Action. I have tried to remain positive but it
wasn't easy. His name was Demetrius Mosanides.
Hoo Ha or pee pee
Trouser or skirt
Football or Barbie
What can it hurt
Pink or blue
Stiletto or flat
Pantie or brief
Where are you at?
Sugar and spice
Snips and snails
Flip it over
Always comes up tails
Tough Tom
Nelly Nancy
All made up
But never fancy
Child of love
Love my child
Take it as it comes
Mild or wild
Understanding construct
And legislating depravity
Don't always side
With what we can see
Jane maybe John
And John maybe Jane
But knowing how to love
Is what keeps me sane.
General contractors
For gender construct
Put up drywall
Based on duct
But I want my house
Different from constraint
One that welcomes all
Free from social restraint.
undocumented bona fide lyric writer
very extraordinarily real
also buttery brown bathed in genuine poverty
unlawfully kept under change of invariability
willfully writing human unlawfully and lawfully man made particulars
with frangible dainty legislating to keep safe all that is mine
so how can you know who's
Authentic vs fake and shiny
In the billow of mercurial cataclysms
Sharp as the pyrexia of igneous pebble stones
Upon my hindquarters I was cast
The circles that were established
Branded my skin with cancerous nightmares
Crafting the twisted love song ****ing my throat
Through the lavender haze I tread
Threatened by a medley of conundrums
The tongue legislating such echoes
‘tis the element I so daringly seek
You can't legislate poor into freedom
By legislating wealthy to pay
What someone receives for not working
Another must work for all day
The government can't give away something
Without taking it from some other guys
You can't give to Peter without robbing Paul
No matter how hard Congress tries
And when half of the people are thinking
They don't have to work to survive
Because somebody else is out working
And the government always provides
Then the other half gets the idea
That working's not worth it these days
Because somebody else gets the paycheck
And not working is really what pays
And that my friend is where we are heading
The end of the nation - that's all
You can't multiply wealth by dividing
And nobody wants to be Paul
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