Long Badder Poems
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Let's go back
back to before oil harvesting
to empower machines
to make stronger and more accurate bullets
for bigger and badder guns,
for fear and anger rifle associations,
for military fully invested
justified war theories
of devolution
degeneration
standing in for
polypathic theories of Yang Revolution
with bilateral EvolvingYin
WinWin non-violent TaoTime.
Are you back there yet?
Before big oil
and big armies
and big enculturing public school miseducation
following monocultural anthropocentric hubris
looking for polyculturally healthier healing,
more robust
resonant
resilient mental health outcomes.
We might have to return
to our earliest healthy happy memories
of childhood EarthWombed care,
sensory learning,
heart and lung and mind bicameral development.
OK,
once we get back to this agrarian economizing EarthTime
and SoulPlace,
What is your highest and best Golden Rule
for Left good healthy deductive wealth use,
ethological nature
theological spirit
ecological
psychological
even therapeutic meaning,
secular-sacred vocational purpose?
Please let me know
if you see and hear restorative ballast
healing retributive ballistics.
Please let us know
if you feel called to support Earth's refugees;
those not so well oiled
of all degenerating species.
To support refugees and emigrants
and immigrants with seeds and plants
and holistic ZeroZone nutritious plans
for ego-eco therapy,
pedagogical healing
and health care education,
restorative justice
and PositivEnergy Democracy,
EarthRights
and growing internal-external Climate Health
by shrinking and starving Climate Pathologies
inside too small egocentric
anthrocentric
to be truly WiseElder Original Intent
of pre-industrial ZeroZones
with universal Yang health
and Unitarian Yin wealth
holonic
holy
harmonic.
Now obvi
us is what this poem is about
Dancing fur the last time
if God exist get ready
here i come
i will take the loon way round
can't imagine my anger
no stop would make
when you realise this it not for you
My secrets
squirreled plain as the noose on my
face it
never fit to see your grace
remove the good its starting to hurt the badder
rest your eyes
Good then you wont
see whats next
she was holding back the dark
what if the big rip
is someone hurt so much
he ends everything
literally rips reality apart
what if that's....
all folks........me
writing bibles of dust
that caught the space
as sunlight slipped her con
tours of seconds
if you think of thought twice is that second thought
address the redness embarassed by shout south with thou's
I loved you since i saw you
but i don't think you
new to me
i love misteaks
Annooying with an extra ooh
look at hymn
Thats starting to piss me aff
my head
looking for the wet paint to touch
join lemmings at the
back of my
mind the
step back
i;m the only thing keeping this maniac
Back to life
turned my
lies inside
now the truth can't
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The Bad, The Ugly and The Good (aka: Bad, Badder, Baddest)
The Bad
I am the gun-toting, God-fearing Ganja Gangsta.
I’ll smoke you, pray for you, then have my daily siesta!
I answer to no one, and fear no man; No Sir!!!
I answer to only One Master. That’s Heaven’s Prime Minister.
I am the player-hating, man-baiting Sister Disaster.
I’ll woo you, thrill you, then …kill you; true that, mister!
I just swagger thru the city with my ‘Ghetto Blaster’,
I don’t mean sounds, fool!!! I mean my ‘piece’ … to blast ya!!!
I am the mean-looking, menacing Monster Mobster.
I’ll cut ya, shred ya, and have me a pasta fiesta.
I do not boil ‘em…! No sah!! I’d eat a live lobster!
I’m so mean ….Hey! ..I’ll even steamroller your hamster!!!
I am the fast-talking, Bible-bashing Pastor Imposter.
I’ll bless you, fleece you, then sex-up Sister Disaster
I’m just a shyster - but please don’t tell the Menacing Mobster!
She’s the God-fearing Gangsta’s wife - and the Mobster’s sister!
The Ugly (Badder)
I am the flesh-eating, life-sapping, Cluster-Sinister.
I am impartial; care not for class, colour, creed or gender.
I am microbe, but not a person-respecter; ask the sex inspector.
I am sorry, but for me to survive, you have to become a spectre.
I am the tear-jerking, game-changing, people-Prankster
I get called ‘*****’, ‘Sod’, …some even call me a ‘Mater-Conjugator’.
I don’t like Gangsters, Mobsters and especially that dodgy Pastor
I may get mad, or even get even; Call me ‘Life’, or call me ‘Karma’.
The Good (Baddest)
I am the Beginning, the Alpha/Omega; Heaven’s only Prime Minister
I wrote the Good Book, but look inside, I have never been a Jester!
I carry fire and brimstone to bolster my holster - you’d better helter-skelter!
I mete out justice, and vengeance administer: you'd better pray faster!!!
(Fg 81.5.8 - January 2016)
She wasn't worth much
But I loved her I did
Like nothing I loved before
She was rusty and dusty
She didn't smell good
And had a dent in her passenger door
I was only sixteen
Thought I was cool
Driving around feeling badder than bad
The greatest feeling on earth
To have your own wheels
Even though she belonged to my dad
There was a tear in the front seat
And the radio was broke
It took a while to start
With a manual choke
She had a manual transmission
And the headlights were weak
She had a miss in the engine
And a slight oil leak
But I held up my head and felt like a star
Driving around in that rusty old car.
Kids don't seem to have love affairs with their vehicles anymore. This was a
black 1950 two door Ford coup. The memories were priceless.
When its meant"
Let me sit down & think
Of what i can do
I use to see a life with you
Brought a smile to my face
You made me laugh
Just like John Legend said
You were the beat i ever had
The little things you did
I never forgot
When you thought i didn't see
I noticed alot
But right now we're on two different paths
I hope that in the end
I fall in love with my friend
Chorus
We were meant to be
In love
You are all i think of(of)
You mean so much to me
I wish that you could see
We've been knowing each other forever
Just hope one day well make it together
You were My bestie(bestie)
Did cute things like text me (text me)
When i was down
You would caress me
Said a prayer
Baby you're a blessing
I would get a kick
About how much we had in common
Had me on a cloud nine
Like a bird i was humming
Youmake me feel like i matter
If i could climb, id climb that ladder
You want me , i want you badder
Like a fairytale,Happily ever after
Chorus
We were meant to be
In love
You are all i think of(of)
You mean so much to me
I wish that you could see
We've been knowing each other forever
Just hope one day well make it together
(Hook)
When you are meant to be
You will know
Like a flower
Our love will grow
Its up to you
To make it
Get ready for the thrill go ahead and take it
(Repeat 1×)
Chorus
We were meant to be
In love
You are all i think of(of)
You mean so much to me
I wish that you could see
We've been knowing each other forever
Just hope one day well make it together
Repeat until chorus fades
Written by:Concetta Hardnett
05/14/2017
I ain't old, but I've been told
to give up my car and drivers license
I ain't old, but my vision blurred
got near and far reading, driving glasses
I climb the stairs with both hands
sit on my buttocks to go down
I use a cushion to sit in a chair
Breathe oxygen instead of air
I've decided to live in my house
you already planned to move me out
I ain't old, but I've been told
Take so much medication, I'm constipated
Going backwards instead of forward
Wear adult underwear cause my badder gives
This isn't how the elderly should live
I ain't old, but I've been told
No one helps me they want me to sell my house
Evict everyone and everything even the mouse
I ain't old but I've been told
10/09/18
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Unstoppable
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
(Verse 1)
When it comes to reaching
I won't stop (wont stop )
Until I reach the top p (top)
Never wanted success badder
I'm climbing up the ladder
Nothing or no one in my way, there's so much more to say
But I'll just remain gracious and humble
When it feels like a royal rumble
1st , 2nd,3rd keep it coming
I'm right here, tired of running
Crossing out things that's optional
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
(Verse2)
This song right here for the go getters
Also motivates the quitters
You can do what you want in life
It's up to you
Be the stick,hold up like glue
Keep it going everyday
Wake up with it,keep the faith
Put some heart into it
Let it flow, and if that's not what you about
Then let it go
Sign your signature on your passion overflow
When you're unstoppable that's the way to go
Unstoppable
(Chorus)
I'm on it ,on it
Yeah a mission
Got to see, my own vision
Make a decision, running out of time
The clocks keeps ticking and then it tocks
Doesn't mean you have to
Keep on grinding stay on your hustle
God will give it to you
Back in double
Repeat until Chorus fades
Written by:Concettahardnett
6/26/2016
They say that #13 is an unlucky number
But I think it not so
My Best Friend was born on the 13th of October
So their you go
A Bakers Dozen is the #13
When you get your Donuts Supreme
All filled with Jelly and Boston Cream
#13 is on of the best numbers that be
Some people say that liking #13 is bizarre
But it's all in where intellectually you are
If you have a Superstitious Mind
Then you're behind the Time's
Back in Ancient Days
Some people were heard to say
They believed in Fairy Tales and Myths
But nowadays, we've abandoned that Craze forthwith
What we need 13 Jurors in the trail to be
That's what the Juror System needs
13 Jurors, the 13th can be a Tie-breaker
Or maybe just a Faker...
"Are you afraid of a Black Cat?"
"How about a 13 Black Cat Attack?"
"How about 13 open Umbrellas in the House?"
"Does that scare you and wanna make you pass out?"
Maybe 13 opened Ladders
To walk under them would be even badder
"Evermore..." Are you afraid of 13 Ravens?"
"Of you, that would be most craven."
Let me explain to you about the #13
To fear it is moot you see
The #13 is a good Lucky Number
This is what you should know and remember
Roll the 13 Sided Die
Go ahead, give it a try
Roll the Bones now
They'll never let you down
Now you may say, 13 Sided Die are only good for Cos Play Games
And call me lots of Silly Names
But all of this Nonsense is out of Fear
Which I will try to make disappear
The Old Saying goes, "Step on a crack
And break your Mother's Back."
Say that 13 times
And it'll blow you little Sane Mind
"Have you seen the Movie 13 Ghosts?"
"It's a very scary Show,
Usually shown in the Halloween Season."
"You should see it for Therapy Reasons."
"What do you think about Halloween?"
"Or do you think that it's too much to be seen."
"If you got Candies 13,
"Will you run away from the Scene?"
"What do you think about going to a Cemetery?"
"Or for you, is it much too Scary?"
"13 Tombstones,
All standing in a Row."
"13 Graves,
Of the Unsaved."
"I would fear that too."
"Yes, my Friend, They're waiting for you..."
"November 13th is our Friend."
"Only Good Vibes does it send"
"Say that to yourself, 13 times, over and over again."
"And you'll have taken your first steps towards Healing, my Friend."
Copyright ©? Jeff W. Watson, September 11, 2026
Badder Day
I woke up this morning
so cold I'm almost jerking.
My house was almost freezing
my furnace wasn't working.
I stepped outside to take a ride
and stopped where I was at.
All four of my truck tires
and my spare was flat.
I fired up my motor
in my truck parked in the street.
And relished in the moment
as I started feeling heat.
Pulling off my jacket
when the next thing that I knew.
Steam was going everywhere
my heater hose just blew.
I could not believe my luck
I couldn't get it through my head.
I tried to call my mother
but my cell phone had gone dead.
Then I turned in time to see
this poor girl with her dad.
I suddenly felt better
my day don't look so bad.
Edwin C Hofert
We used to publicly invest in WinWin diplomacy.
Then we got distracted
playing
Button,
Button,
Who's Got The Button?
Now,
quite suddenly,
we've reversed directions
back toward
My Button Is Bigger and Badder Than Yours!!!!
I realize
some of this is because
We The People
grow tired of WinLose AmericaFirst
lack of EarthCentered diplomatic
love,
faith,
or even fading hopes for more cooperation
and less egocentric
anthrocentric
competitions,
but,
really?
Change in the
more horrible Competing Business As Usual
lack of co-arising ********?
Really!!!!!
There's only so much LoseLose ecopolitics
that one fairly small
living
natural-spiritual EarthSoul can tolerate.
We don't need ambivalent Colonizing Climate Change rhetoric,
shouting Our Sky Is Failing
against and without each creolizing other.
We desperately need Climate Health of WinWin intention,
to reverse alarming Climate Pathologies
of RightWing LoseLose anti-sacred deep
holonic
cooperatively co-arising
ecologicalism,
healthywealth,
more perfect Unity and public Welfare
for all democratizing
mutually-trusting
species,
rather than PushButton
PullTrigger GeoPolitics.