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Playing the Hurt Victim
5/27//2025
People really, really don’t care!
They want a poet with the strength of a agrizzly bear.
Grown-up people, oh yes, we all get hurt feelings,
Stop blaming others, it leaves us all reeling.
Nobody, but nobody can ruin who you are!
You are God’s own special poetic star.
Stop sucking your adult poetic thumb,
No actions by others can make you dumb.
Practice humility and glorious gratitude,
Be the winner you are, with a forgiving attitude!
Pen a poem, that sings of your God’s glory,
Be an inspiation, disappear your victim story.!
(this write is inspired by the real story of a homeless man who found a student's
bag with two thousand nine hundred dollars cash in it. the student was bringing it to
pay his tuition fees. without hesitation the homeless man used the information in the
bag to return the student his belongings.)
void
loyd,
he’s a bum
smells of rum.
covered in stink
no kitchen sink
he got nothing
he’s recovering
come see
it’s free.
void
loyd,
he’s a bum
smells of rum.
scum!, right?,
no light?
hey buddy can you spare a dime?
face it, wouldn’t give him the time.
finds a sack
gives it back
twenty-nine hundred in cash
didn’t keep it but isn’t he trash?
void
loyd,
he’s a bum
smells of rum.
what did the student think
his fingers covered in ink
pockets his money
calls his honey
tells her loudly
proclaims proudly
‘can’t judge a cover by its book,
listen to me here’s the hook.
school smart or street smart
it comes down to the heart.
that man lives in a ditch
but sweetie he is rich.
you have to take a second look
never judge a cover by its book.’
void
loyd,
he’s a bum
smells of rum.
8~29~2014
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Tic Tok, days are numbered before death
Clock counting each second of breath
From sun up to moonlight chill of the air
Constant schedule to survive life's drama
Beep, beep, beep, time's calling wake up
Before dawn my eyes care not to thrive
Ambitious being once, now drained its thirst
Time, slowly fade like decaying carcass
Where is it time seems so fast
We grow so quickly a child from past
Days longer, now feel to be short
Has the world turn fast as one's heart
Tilt into evolution of unknown depths of the abyss
Since dawn of time was ever known
Creatures of historical significant to their being
And where did mankind appear from the blue
As if crawled from a rock, time's calling
As the day of future is at hand
A universal world older than all us together
Life's time span, an exquisite astonishment
Space, frontier to knowledge and understanding
Our own heart, desires to be a part of
To revolutionize a being, life of robots
But our own we do not prioritize living
Just existence of our prints to rot
How is it such creation exist to be
But our own destruction from land to sea
Time's calling, do we answer the ring
Or continue to do as we do, take from life our achievements
Over population society of opinionated belief
And a greed for life where money rules, you're just a pawn
Time's calling, new nation to what existence we kill all
If I close my eyes and feel a breeze does that mean you are near ,
Do you hide inside my farthest dreams,
Or echo in my tear ,
Do you see me living out my life ,
The father I've become ,
The father that I am to you ,
Though never quite begun ,
I picture how you might of looked ,
I think of how you'd be -
The traits within your character that bond you back to me.
If somewhere somehow here or there ,
You see the thoughts I own ,
That tell you though we've never met -
You've never been alone .
That tell if I could cross time I'd come to where you dance ,
See I never knew that you were here -
I never had the chance.
Not in this world , not at this time -
Your eyes were not to see ,
Your weren't to walk upon this land -
Your life was not to be -
But If there is a place beyond ,
Where time stands still and worries cease ,
A place your spirit watches from ,
A place of innocence and peace .
Then guide me when my time here's done ,
Illuminate my way.
For a daddy's hug is everything -
And yours is waiting till that day
I rose with purpose in my stride,
A banner bold across my chest.
With every word, I spoke with pride,
And gave the race my very best.
I shaped my dreams in visioned flame,
Each meeting held, each hand I shook.
A chapter built around my name—
And every step, the world I took.
The ballots passed from hand to hand,
Like whispers moving through a crowd.
I waited, heart in reprimand,
While silence wrapped me in a shroud.
Then came the still, the final toll—
The gavel’s echo not for me.
A hollow settled in my soul,
Where once had burned tenacity.
I smiled, as honor would require,
Yet felt the frost behind my grin.
For all my zeal and inner fire,
Could not ensure a destined win.
But in that hour, stripped and bare,
I touched a truth I’d never known—
That losing, too, can shape a prayer,
And leave no heart to fight alone.
They saw the loss; I felt the cost—
The late-night hopes, the crafted speech.
Yet dignity is never lost
When grace is still within your reach.
I stood, though not with laurel crowned,
My voice intact, my soul upright.
For though my dream was battle-bound,
My worth was not in vote or might.
The gavel passed, but not my will;
Another’s name rose through the air.
Yet something in me stood up still—
The man who learned, the one who cared.
So let the record show, I tried—
With fervent hands and earnest plea.
And though the gavel passed me by,
It did not take the best of me.
Author: Floyd Neal
Date: May 14, 2025
Inspiration: Analyzing defeat and disappointment
lyrics of love won't make you want me
beautiful music won't have you to adore me
we can dance all night
you won't take me home
the memories of us together
they'll just be gone
call me
if I remember to get you're phone number
maybe then we can spend some
time together
let you take some time and spend your night
you and I we can do-it right
promise me we can be together
you don't need to say you'll leave me never
long as you let me get-it
then I can take my time
promise you won't regret it
all at once
let me know
don't underestimate by letting me go
let me speak like a lover
without regret
said one time before you aint seen
nothing yet
You believe you’re the prize, your beauty your only claim,
but beauty fades; character remains.
In twenty years, what will you be?
Will you grow wiser, kinder, and free?
Will you strive for your best, or settle for the mundane,
or will you rise, climb higher, leaving the ordinary behind?
Do you seek validation, your worth reflected through me?
I am focused; I’m grinding, a man with a purpose to change my destiny.
Women don’t care for a man’s silent war,
they care only that we hold the power, the strength to become more.
A modern man must know the skills for himself:
to cook, to clean, to work, to build wealth.
Yet peace is rare, battles constant and real;
each day, another weight, testing our will.
And so, I pray my sons steer their own course,
be captains of their lives, embracing their force.
May they ride life’s waves, strong and free,
and find the peace I’ve yet to see.
There's a trail that takes you everywhere.
Just be patient, that trail will get you there.
Up ahead, there is the town of Everywhere, USA.
When I got there, there was nobody.
I wanted to know where there was action.
So there was nobody to ask.
Nobody said that it's down there in the center of town.
When I got there, there was nothing.
Nothing said that the center of town is up ahead.
He said when I get there, just go right around the corner.
That is where the place action will be.
So there I was.
I finally made it here.
In the center of town, standing by the saloon.
Just Go Right Around the Corner.
There was Action.
Prettiest little thing you've ever seen.
There she was back at her after-school job
Stashing away all she could for college
Always in her scruffy jeans and soiled blouse
Peeling potatoes from a burlap bag
Every weekend missing out on outings
Her friends often came to the restaurant
From the back she heard them carrying on
She peeled potatoes from a burlap bag
Asked to the prom by a handsome senior
Decked in high heels and a dress of satin
Looking fab with her future bright ahead
Accrued day dreams of future and college
Forgotten, t’was furthest thing from her mind
Not one thought to potatoes from burlap
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Any leader who disturbs
the flow of water is a fake,
he'll change its course
to his own advantage
to burst in bizarre rage
and make the ground shake!
No child was more spoiled
than Pluto who lived
in a luxury, spacious palace,
where nothing was denied,
he roamed in it delighted by riches
and through wide and huge halls
a lazy son smeared
with excessive disgrace
became a derisive boy,
a glutton with easy concessions.
His mother Furies
who excuted vegeance,
spoiled him a lot,
he looks for meat
in a burning pot,
not releazing he left it
unattended to play the harp
staring at fileds stripped of crop!
Be clever than him,
don't let sheer vanity
be the reason of gluttony,
what is gathers is metal plated
with shimmeing gold;
it started with a silly whim.
Enimes has three powers
to punish vilains and criminals,
she did not attend to her child,
who become fat, truant and unsound!
Pluto, the spoiled child with an evil grin,
was honored with a cold planet,
no rain for abundat crops;
everything untouched by sunlight;
other planets have wonders,
this one has none in any given season!