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Inspired by one witty Nate White, of Britain
I vote him in a year ago
Vainglory man with orange glow
We didn’t have another choice
The country spoke, a single voice
I hate him not, he is the boss
There’s way his power comes across
So much revealed as time goes
For us to find and him disclose
No class, no charm, no wit, but troll
No warmth at all in present role
No wisdom, honor, humor, grace
Insults dispatched when face-to-face
He can be nasty, don’t show soul
He bashes heads to reach one’s goal
Lack of nuance and spite don’t stop
Behaves like bull in china shop
Offensive, crass, with shallow scope
We pray and watch, while harbor hope
For better life and worldly peace
He's mostly driven by caprice
Not man of word, give and withdraw
Commits to Russia win the war
He shakes the world to see what comes
Yet some big plans are yielding crumbs
Ain’t no compassion, noble not
Aims cutting Middle Eastern knot
Amusing? No, this isn’t the case
Who are you, Mr. Orange Face?
August 30, 2025
Red hot chili pepper poker face...
Born that way angry antithetical
mailer daemon when...
all of Christendom bows their collective
talking heads in supplication,
a temporary truce and reprieve
against bigotry, deviltry, idolatry (nah),
et cetera across the nation.
Yuletide pageant merry doth go round
where credo, ethos, and
faith no more jinxes webbed, wide world,
nevertheless soul asylum limned courtesy
peace on earth and goodwill
toward all men sentiment
sacrilegious to bully,
fully sully mankind's divine holiness,
and present disgrace to human race
in the dolled guise of heretic
quasi analogous to a matador ramrod ready
to Catch Bull at Four in a China shop
gored when muleta waved -
courtesy matador incited Bos Taurus
both fuming, fretting, foaming, et cetera
even the spectators
frothing at the mouth with lather
while smartphones captured tableau
frozen in time photo touched up
stripping bare every bloody
last vestige of cruelty
toward a gregarious animal
exclusively a domestic species
males genetic propensity
culled, goaded, likened as fearsome beast,
synonymous when anonymous nasty brute
fomented enormous disaster
monetarily eviscerated yours truly
an online scamming assault,
the repercussions I still forced to wage
depredations living hand to mouth
quaffing caustic acidic ale,
a cunning prankster did stage
comparable to kindle figurative
ringed fire of rage
within my still smoldering belly –
coalescence fuels tinder
while financial security riven
and rent asunder
severely dislocating, hobbling,
paralyzing vertebrae constituting
gray and white matter, appearing
in a cross-section as H-shaped gray matter
surrounded by white matter,
whereat the gray matter consists
of the cell bodies of motor
and sensory neurons,
interneurons, and neuropils
(neuroglia cells and mostly
unmyelinated axons).
Written By: D. Collins 1/16/26
I question those who think that it is perfectly fine.
To support a man who ducked and dodged 5 times.
Now Canada and China are teaming up in the west.
Like Greenland, Canada may feel that it could be next.
Slapping tariffs on countries who object to the overthrow.
The rest of the world now sees just how low he can go.
Putting soldiers on the streets in Minneapolis?
Yet, praising the perpetrators of January 6th.
His foot is on the gas heading straight to the abyss.
The direction we are headed is so incredibly ludacris.
Why would Iranians even think he even cares about them?
Lest, they have forgotten how he truly feels about Muslims.
****** 2,993 People Perished on This Day******
Though Americans and others wept on the streets, that horrific day….
We were not having weekday carnage of police and civilians as if they were toys on playday.
We’ve become a nation of victims, by wanton thieves who burn and pillage.
The ones who are not law- breakers, are blamed for damage to civilians and villages?
On Nine-Eleven, we wept for so many lost and brave police.
No, not anymore, maniacs beat them and shoot them dead in the streets.
We wanted all law and order again restored.
Not anymore, some are anarchists who applaud looting in stores!
We drool over the murder ,ASAP, of the murder of the unborn?
While once gorgeous woman go bald with heads, fully shorn.
Of our Allies, like the United Kingdom and Israel, oh, we have turned our backs!
But Communist nations, like China, of our money, has absolutely no lack!
We fear working Americans, especially, if born here and religious.
A nation on all manner of drugs, including fentanyl, they find, auspiciously, delicious.
Democrats and Republicans, were parties, not an insane blame game.
Today, one is all out defaming the other, with atrocious, libelous names?
Maybe you were too young to recall what is was like in 2001, or do you?
Now too many Americans hate this land and those in it, more than the Arabs
ever could do!
9/8/2022
~1~
The bird with a message
Sold out citizens
Are not far from our identity
Our future is on sales
Yet the young are busy
On swag
Competitive for the wrong
Reason
Busy on crimes for a greener
Pasture
While our land is on sales
But who cares
The bird with a message
We are not far to lose
What it only once and
For a life time
We have no other home
But our home
We have no other pride
But the dignity of our
Home land
But am sorry now
Yes to all my fellow youth
Home and abroad
Am sorry our land is
On sales
So clear right in front
Of our view
Yet we are busy
Swaging
Is a shame
The bird with a message
Since when do we have
Chinese friends
When was the Genesis
Of our relationship with China
Can any one show me their
Sincere generosity in Africa
If not for their profit
How come suddenly
They are invading our
Land
Suddenly they are now our
Saviour's indeed
What an ignorance
The bird with a message
The giver never lack
Yet Africa case remains
The opposite
Despite we feed the world
Yet we never run out of
The nets of poverty
How come things never change
How come suddenly
Our leaders are borrowers
How come China suddenly
Is this generous to AFRICA
I hope not to fight for my space
With a Chinese one day in africa
This makes me curious
And in this dept of curiosity
I spread my human wings
with a my poems to all the
Youth in africa just like
The bird with a message
Will I be there on the rocket
Chocolate snacks within my pocket
To fly me to the moon
On a sunny day in June
One day I knew it would be me
As I swim her sea of tranquillity
Gazing nightly at the moon
Singing that Frank Sinatra tune
My space suit is sweaty and hot
A Gucci it definitely is not
Utterly unlike my usual attire
A golden Gucci space suit is what I desire
Soaring up high through the atmosphere
Regretting I’d downed that last pint of beer
As my bladder now tries in vain to retain
On reflection it would have been wise to abstain
Now seeing the earth a spherical ball
As we pass over India ~ China ~ Nepal
Such a weird sensation espying each nation
Our inaugural flight ~ Our space exploration
At last we have touch down, relief to us all
As stretching our limbs we stand up tall
Staring in awe as we gaze through the door
Moon boots walking on mother moon’s floor
Leaving our spaceship we make our descent
No ET’s to mark this inaugural event
No welcome committees with faces of green
No golden Gucci space suits can even be seen
But then I awaken
For it’s all been a dream
15th September 2019
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1st PLACE
She is more than a tourguide
but a warrior within her soul
who is a champion of Bahamian hospitality ambassador of the natural environment
and a pioneer with a spirit
for creativity and innovation
quenching the thirst
of her progressive mindset
where curiosity is her superpower
She is a teacher and a storyteller
who set the standard for visitors
and how to become a true, true Bahamian
through historical landmarks, folktales, cuisine
Rake and Scrape, bush medicine
blueholes and endemic birds
to create an atmosphere
where everyone would recieve
the Bahamian VIP experience
whether they are from Miami,
Puerto Rico, China, or The Netherlands
She is a visionary and servant leader
behind the warrior found within her
ahead of her time
who is very selfless and approachable
always willing to put the necesities
of her team ahead of her own accolades
like a tree feeding Pigeon Plums and Seagrapes
to the White Crowned Pigeons
instilling inspiration in their hearts
to become more than only tourguides
but to become the guardians and stewards
of the authentic Bahamian adventure
for generations to come
Leong dreamt of meeting Jesus,
at the Koffee coffee shop.
It was early and not too busy,
so they had a chance to talk.
He was well dressed and looked quite nordic,
which was a surprise to her at first.
“Because we all know he was born in China,
and Beijing the city of his birth”
At first, he kept it casual,
he talked a lot about his dad,
but he began to be rather judgey,
as some religious people can.
When he asked her for her digits,
she was put off by his entitled vibe.
In the end he got fake-numbered.
“it was a lowkey way to decline,
and both pacify the “boss’” son,
and keep him on her side.”
Russia outproduced the U.S. in artillery, in industry for war
The targets were in Ukraine, deaths that we deplore
The Russians haven't used nukes, Putin didn't allow
The missiles hit in another hemisphere:
for now.
China fortifies its island chains across the southern sea,
Building silos where nuke missiles will be.
It demands Taiwan, it hopes we will kowtow.
A buildup like we've never seen:
for now.
Jihadis rule Afghanistan and Syria too
Imposing in Africa a different world view
Nobody to stop them, will West Africa bow?
I might as well plant begonias:
for now.
Jews have been killed for being Zionist
I have to hope I'm not on some list
I see violence on TV, no sword into a plow
And the raging ocean laps my toes:
For now:
I try to maintain balance on a rope
It's not that I have a false hope
There are bills to pay, paths to wander
Limited time that I don't want to squander
I dread "now" when it finally becomes "then"?
When the storm front faces, when the bear leaves the den.
When we have to fight, but I don't know how
When what we hoped to avoid, becomes imminent now.
We, who loved America Part 4
When I came back to where I belonged
the country had changed; no one bought
arrow shirts anymore and jeans were
made in China
The streets of New York were violent
people demanding their rights should be
heard, the group they belong to, racial or
otherwise
To think he had believed that everyone
were Americans regardless of sex or creed
His America had been white, regardless
of color, the sexes were easy to define
Eva had a , and Adam had a .
A country split into groups run by perverts
who took offense if their pronunciation was
was not correct, mostly by freaks who
had their sex organs removed and said they
belonged to a free society where everyone
had the freedom to do as they pleased
but didn't tolerate criticism.
Electric cars! What happened to the Cadillac?
so many- millions- migrants are flocking to
America now dislikes the culture of our
Christianity and work against society
they are not prepared to adopt and become
Americans, coming as they are from failed
socialist/ dictator countries
the gun-tooting old men in Houston had gone
to a faraway place and the café where they
had afternoon meeting was now a pizza hut
The gigantic freezer unites our ship -Chandler
supplied with meat, the one that had fury mice
adapted to the cold had gone too
The Washington elite didn't represent the
the interest of the people, dragging them into
unneeded war, calling it a defense of freedom
Despite setbacks. the American style
optimism prevailed. and great writers continued
producing great literature
Yes, the true,
unique American culture had not
succumbed to the fanatism and violence in
streets of misery
His America was alive, and freedom of thought had
survived