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This fool doth not consider himself wise,
writing paltry poetry difficult
to read and/or actualize
methinks perusers of great literature
snub nose how I miserably advertise,
laughable attempt to aerobicise
fifty plus shades of gray matter
lobbying showy words agonize
zing effort perhaps best to cauterize
near petrified glob - boon
for scientists to analyze
baffling laboratory technicians
unusual crenulations
a profound surprise
pitiful peremptorily doth apologize
unlike verbalization feasible
after webbed whirled fist size
terra incognita reveals numbskull years
wrought yours truly to anesthetize
smelting, squelching,
and suppressing emotions
scored how tree rings annualize
environmental conditions definite
premature imp of the pervert
poe fella lifetime channels,
where bullies did antagonize
upon death requested autopsy authorize
zing eager scalpels to apprize
miniature dried river bed
formerly streams of consciousness
lake never seen before engendering
crowdsource to hypothesize
baffling every expert,
how terrible fate did baptize
ala lemony snicket series
of unfortunate events
multiplied power bajillion times
number only Google could surmise
obvious tell tale signs did brutalize
as if smacked upside the head
one unfortunate gladly apparently
suffered maelstroms of armageddon size
poet chars evidently
succeeded to burglarize
more successful than Watergate
psychological ploys hackers
noninvasively did cannibalize
(perhaps bored furloughed
government employees)
albeit noninvasively deeming
imposible to canonize
resultant cerebral corpus
understandably did capsize
entire body politik (Democrat)
faced, booked on hatred did demonize
verbal assaults indicate
suffering did caramelize
cerebrum, cerebellum and brainstem
resembling burnt offering
impossible to categorize
glommed hardened integument colleagues
hard pressed to characterize
highly rendered anomaly,
hence unfair to criticize
erratic schizoid personality disorder
quite evident amyloid plaques
did significantly crystalize
definitely explain aberrant quirks
resultant incessant emasculation
unquestionably led him to demoralize.
Animal cruelty is an ongoing and sickening epidemic. I'll never understand how thoughts can
creep into a human being's mind that would make them want to harm a defenseless pet. I
wrote this poem after four teenagers went out of their way to cause pain and torture to a cat
in my hometown. This poem is written from an animal's perspective somewhat.
Defenseless.
Looking into your eyes as he's whipped and you show zero remorse.
Beating him with blunt and traumatic force.
You brutalize innocence with no intention to repent.
Breaking his back as you show a lack of self-respect.
Confused by actions that cannot be forgiven.
My stomach sickens.
How can you live with acts you have committed?
A vulnerable object that had no chance to fight.
Can you justify why you felt the need to end his life?
The hands of a murderer, you show no shame.
Your only means of actions to cause violence and pain.
You looked directly into his somber eyes as you broke his body.
Anger and resentment shown towards an unsophisticate form of life.
The color crimson covered your hands as you tore him apart.
Piece by piece.
Ripping him at the seams as you lessened yourself as a man.
Never will I be able to look into your eyes the same way again.
This is unforgivable, it's not permissable, it's unexplainable.
You are a poison to this earth.
You have fed your wretched soul on the weak and still regret evades your mind.
You corrupt, repulsive piece of work.
You'll run out of luck.
This charade won't last another moment.
You took someting full of life and just turned into a fragment.
What runs through your brain?
What fills your heart?
How do you look your eyes into the mirror so unscathed?
How can you live with so much hate?
You ended a life without an ounce of morality holding you back!
You tortured your victim, forcing your hands on him until he cracked.
Lifelessness.
No signs of torment or guilt filling your eyes.
Your time will run out.
The hourglass spilling just like the blood of your victim.
Eternal condemnation awaits.
You will lose this game.
Tolerance of your actions is something no human will embrace.
Trumps Feeble, Limp, Rox... Zilch State Of Emergency
H.G. Wells..., ah...now there
without dark shadow of a doubt,
in my (myopic brown) eyes,
a prolific writer hooked hood accessorize
the English language, and captivated
populations, sans "The War Of
The Worlds" to realize,
with an assiduous presentation
convinced listeners, how
aliens did cannibalize
innocent Earthlings strictly via radio,
where rapt audience could actualize
"FAKE subjects" pretended to agonize,
yea of course after receiving
substance that did anesthetize
in an effort to minimize
potential melee erupting,
which feasible outburst,
could tinder, kindle, and antagonize
crowdsourcing masses,
who suddenly became repentant,
and sought to apologize
each to their personal deity, apprise
zing respective comportment, thus
the apprenticed faux presidential Don,
rather than agonize
over farcical shenanigans, where dissension
among rank ken file seems to arise,
could take page from said playbook
visiting storied aforementioned scribe,
whose spirit author might be able to authorize
and conjure creative satisfactory
acceptable non costly deterrent breadthwise
cuz, more anger will materialize,
particularly if monies summarily brutalize
for social services that benefit the 99%
myself and the missus included analogous to...baptize
with gentile invisible knifed incision
or if Semitic tolled uncivil lies,
asper emotional financial, mental...
painless process to circumcise
purportedly for best interests
of citizens at heart, but tummy
essentially acting counterclockwise
to the modus vivendi that underlies
the immigrant experience that peopled
United States Of America, who did colonize
at expense of rightful natives
scattered innocent tribes, whose demise
vis a vis any fact checker, would
clearly recognize as blatant lies!
Ableism, in the streets in day . People tell me how to walk, when to walk, how to live. ?
because
I'm blind I'm obviously incompetent; even if not this impression they give.
The other night I was in the most pleasant mood when a man grabbed the cane and it's not considered rude.
Just a part of the ignorant theme of America and elsewhere. ; I get it.
Yet the price to be paid is mine and the trauma identity
imbedded
Early afternoon I peeled away the gloom.
By writing down my thoughts and feelings though abstract like the nebulas I've grown to own.
Poetry Soup an some showed me love.
Community, finally, but bliss to early...
To log in you need a Capture code; a little image simple to you but impossible for me.
ablest surely aren't in our home we think; Saturday night live can't truly be that cruel.
Sorry to say it's true.
The spoken key won't fit in the lock; give it a try and put yourself in my rotten shoe .
SNL wouldn't make fun of a Jew, but they brutalize
the blind just as surely as I'm talking to you.
Yes it is true; I am witness; the verbal codes keep me from taking part just as surely as your weight problem meant no prom date.
I can only have my girlfriend log me in so long and then I'm livid and screaming my ostracism
song. feel terrible, side-lined, and wanted to tell the site developers.
I go to the contact us link but of course you needed to see in order to send a message.
The verbal codes inaudible
or at best they can't be typed for glitches.
Call the BBB but unless it's a valid crime then who cares.
If'n my heart then it tears.
If it's my part then it's the role of pulling out my own hair; to pull through?And so I bit you ado.
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Urban Jungle Blues
I am a survivor of the urban jungle!
Where walking in fear was a daily struggle.
Angry, violent, hostile people on mass
transportation.
Cussing, spitting and fighting and plenty
of public intoxication.
Schools more like a vile Pay Per View Event!
Where poor people pay hundreds to
watch men brutalize one another.
In addition, a sad lack of decency, plus no
respect for the rule of law ?
How I prayed when children ages ten through
twelve ...wanted me to be their human firelog.
A group of six future killers throwing matches
at me?
As if I were not human, just a tree?
If adults want to perish there, it's
their choice.
But to keep the young ones there?
They die in idiotic gun free zones, on
basketball courts or studying at home.
It's totally immoral to keep a child in
dangerous city or home.
While Mom and Dad are snorting or
boozing with strangers.
Many will die this weekend and all
summer.
But, I tell you it's acceptable there,
As the coming of a not so happy
and bright summer.
God help the children who will soon
be roaming the streets.
Young, beautiful..only to find with
their backs a bullet may meet.
* Panagiota wanted her daughter
alive. I saw the writing on the wall,
and moved to a beautiful city which
is now a public disgrace.
I saw that coming in 1978 and will
never get near that one again.
One of the earth's hell holes!
5/7/2019
11:35pm PST
Family ought to be high in Church and State, a place for practising His way
Forgiveness is hardest at home, as in sharing religion, or charity there ...
Let us go Home now Jesus: this world holds nothing holy, or treasured, today.
The evil thoughts, ponera, they come whilst I am dreaming away
Of a white Christmas, a really white Christmas in the Americas ...
Family ought to be high in Church and State, a place for practising His way
"Your older brother stole your land and home. Don't let him get away"
One sister took your book and coin collection, while you were in the Americas!
Let us go Home now Jesus, this world holds nothing holy, or treasured, today.
The devil is ever busy, and he is a lawyer, too, pressing charges all the way
Against my siblings. They are wrong, but I must forgive say the Gospel writers
Family ought to be high in Church and State, a place for practising His way
So when my beautiful sleep is assailed by Satan, so near Christmas Day
I cling to Jesus and His teachings: "Forgive because ye are ALL sinners!"
Let us go Home now Jesus, this world holds nothing holy, or treasured, today.
All we endure here has to teach us that nothing here will endure or stay
Siblings colonize, brutalize, and lie as if I'm a virgin land in the Americas
Family ought to be high in Church and State, a place for practising His way
Let us go Home now Jesus, this world holds nothing holy, or treasured, today.
Deaths amongst us, emotions brutalize-n-baptize, in excited fires, the world’s
infected from the tongues of liars, peace deprived us, eternal open eyelids it’s
obvious, it’s the color of my skin, your women love us, so you hate our men,
insecure racism is your hatred’s twin, pitiful, what happen 2 the African slaves, the
Jews-n-the Indians, unforgettable, hatred at its pinnacle, this summit of a zenith,
is identical, this diseased mind frame is plentiful, concise-n-literal, analytical-n-
political, life in America is difficult, the reason being , the color of a human being,
deaths amongst us, you hear the demon breathing, poisonous brains still leaking,
punctured-n-ruptured hearts still beating, pores open, venom secreting, vengeful,
lethal, deaths amongst us, combustion lungs puncture, what a heathen, just listen,
just listen, you hear the demon breathing, breathing on the color of my skin,
deaths amongst us, let’s pray Amen.
Allah created all of us
-n-all colors, we all brothers
We all lovers, let’s stop this
Sin/the Hatred of Skin
70% of the population
Wrongfully running the nation
While we the 14%, deal with
Stereotypical racism, while
We survive under investigation
Face it; this is what we’re faced with
Cowards, not terrorists, Call them what they are
Not Martyrs, killers of babies, children both near and far
Cowards, not terrorists, Call them what they are
How much courage does it take to mow down people with cars and trucks
How much courage does it take to be armed with all kinds of ammunition
like a sniper and shoot down cops like sitting ducks
How much courage does it take to shoot unsuspecting people in a show or school
To kill and brutalize with a heart of hate
To fly into buildings, blow up people having fun running in races is beyond cruel
Oh you say, it is for what I believe in, I have courage to take my own life
Or they deserve it, they hurt me, I am angry
They will pay with a gun, bomb, or knife
Cowards that is what terrorists are
Even an old woman could drive a truck through a crowd of people, shoot cops
Plant bombs in crowds and kill people near and far
Some say, my God wants to rid the world of infidels and heathens, then what is left
What is left? People like you who kill children who don't understand
Don't even know their place in the world yet
Cowards, not terrorists, not Martyrs
Cowards willing to kill babies, children, mothers and fathers
Cowards let us call them what they are
Cowards
Prashno (Question):
by Rabindranath Tagore
Translated by Snehendu Kar.
Bhagawan*, from time to time,
You’ve sent your Gurus and saints
On this merciless world of ours.
They implored and advised us:
“Love and forgive others and
Banish hate from your hearts.”
They are esteemed and admired.
Yet, in our difficult lives and times,
We fail to heed their calls.
I have seen how blatant hate
and senseless violence,
in dark and dreadful nights,
Brutalize the weak and the powerless.
I have seen countless children,
tormented by cruelty and pain,
knock their bleeding heads on stone-deaf walls.
They aimlesly cry out for relief and respite,
that they never find in their lives.
My voice is choked, and my flute is quiet.
Silent stars on moonless nights,
witness my grief and my plight.
That is why, I weep and ask:
“Dear Lord- those who have poisoned your air,
Those who have plunged us in dark despair,
Those who have drowned us in violence and warfare
Have you ever forgiven them?
Have you ever loved them?”
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* Bhagawan is God