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An attack of this magnitude
was completely unforeseeable;
and who thought that an unguarded city
had to feel that sense of solitude...
through an urealistic exodus so undiscernible,
and later reclaim its struck territory!
What we lost...is not the superb Twin Towers:
the pride of the wealthiest nation on earth,
towers that can be rebuilt in years;
it's those lives that enmity cut short!
And they tried to disorientate us,
and disrupt our ingenuous and lively living
by spreading unrest and choas
with absurd and infernal thinking!
This infamy is so ineffaceable
from the mind of the unfoolish,
fair and reasoning man with greater intellect...
that it becomes so inexplicable;
a shameful act not condoned by civilization,
confirmed by unsympathetic sentiments!
What we lost ...is truly irreplaceable
by every imaginable remedy:
its the worth, the comfort and the unbroken joy,
which dazzled in the NewYorkers' eyes...
making their days so livable!
What we lost...is eternally
carved out into those shining stones:
bearing glorious names to withstand time itself1
Fernando Ramone was a Latin lover
Who dazzled the girls with his charm
He could often be seen strolling along
With a gorgeous girl on his arm
It didn't feel much different this night
Though the mood in the bar was uneasy
As he wandered in, all eyes were on him
He was sweating and feeling queasy
Tension was thick, could be cut with a knife
With conviction he strode to the bar
A shot rang out from the back of the room
Ramone dropped, his mouth oddly ajar
Patrons did freeze as he lay in a heap
Not a single sound could be heard
A man emerged from the back of the room
Strode forward without saying a word
Gasps were heard as he came into the light
Deputy Marshall John Parker by name
Tracking down Ramone for many long years
A rampage of mayhem his fame
Ramone was wanted in twenty-three states
For a ten year murderous spree
Asked why he shot him without any warning
Parker mumbled the name Anabellee
Anabellee was one of his victims
And the daughter of Deputy John
Rage and revenge was all he could feel
Then the vengeance was suddenly gone
Deputy Parker is now serving time
For the murder of Fernando Ramone
Some say Parker should really be freed
But killing cannot be condoned
Two scales must always be within an approximate range
for an accurate weight, and the close relationship
between the Humankind and God must withstand any change.
Solutions must be found before catastrophe approaches,
and if we were caught by surprise, we would regret the outcome;
less trees should be cut down to make room for buildings.
Thieves, murderers and rapists should be held in contempt
and thrown into dungeons...instead of giving them cosy cells,
the Law admits that's just to punish, but inhumane to torment.
Nightly streets have been taken over by muggers, drug dealers
and prostitutes, now called escorts, haven't changed their lewd attitude;
even madams of the brothels open doors for the well-dressed sirs.
Society has gone mad, and it has condoned both sexes of equal desires;
never was Sodom and Gomorrah as iniquitous and lustful as this one;
God forbid...I entered this city and be found guilty of their perversions!
While on the outskirts, in run-down homes poverty duplicates its horrible woes,
politicians' corrupt hands are not seen...pocketing money that Congress approved;
and the suffering of the poor is plagued by famines that turn into deadly diseases.
Crooked judges are manipulated by criminal defense lawyers who have handfuls of cash;
justice can never be served when criminals are given their parole, and the innocent,
humble men are detained and put behind bars, because of their limited wealth.
Proud hearts see neither simplicity nor beauty in anything that evolves into splendid light;
self-praise, greed, bluntness and invulnerability are the rules they live and swear by;
humbleness is unacceptable and insignificant...it's a virtue which diminishes their pride.
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
UNITED
Conflict within my own mind,
Not knowing where to stand.
Deciding to take the time
To research and understand.
One must, when one aligns,
With one team or the other,
Walk a mile in their shoes,
To feel how they must suffer.
Every choice made by me
Filters through my faith.
Not what man says is True,
being fallible, we make mistakes.
God has granted us freewill
With every road we walk...
To the right or to the left,
A choice is what we want.
Our forefathers fought and died
On bloody battlefields...
To earn the right to decide
To pursue happiness and freewill.
Both ideals I look up to,
The standard I fall back on
The laws of God and laws of man
Will not lead me wrong.
Everyone of us has the right
To decide what truth really is.
If we think to limit this,
To my truth alone,
We steal the right for which we fight
To have our choice condoned.
For everything we take from them,
We are stealing from ourselves...
The right to choose is a gift
For us and them as well.
Who are we to say they can't,
When God says that they can?
He is the only one who knows
the heart, and the thoughts of man.
And when it comes to differences,
Race, gender, class, and more,
When Jesus died to save our lives
Those differences are now ignored!
For we become one in Christ
If we love Him and take his hand…
So divided we will surely fall
But united, now, we stand.
Tas De Chieness beat The World's Greatest
When Gnawdia Knumbins used a Sunday Easterroll
To pin Lensett Phinestt at 17:00.
Herman Densewoods and "The Late night" Man of Mystery
Fought to a double dq. The outside official called the match @ 15:51 referee told the official he couldn't control the action and the official condoned the decision.
"Axe Handle" Wesley Cobbs surprised an audience of 34,000
When he out wrested "Magnificent"Marlon Meanuios
Look a abdoimal stretch made Cobbs victorious @ 19:57
Moggy Mandell and Elvis Ewing beat Sai Bulworth and Fuji Sigh in a classic onefall bout. Team Number Onused a Tinsel City clothesline to best Jarbournes Best @21:43
The main event saw
"MainMan" Maddox Mark Lovechore and "The Masked Man" Mi Wife's Male Freind beat "Her Secret" Lover boy Kisser Longfellow and " Saturday Night " Melton Grifton
@22:19 Maddox used an off the toprope forearm
To gain the pinfall.
Her name was misery . . .
And it was the only thing she owned.
Any joy had now abandoned,
Leaving pain that wasn't condoned.
Somewhere, long ago, the need was
Fed with false beliefs, that became true fear.
And it created a new reality, where
You could barely see and not hear.
With time, the loss was seen by
Most others, that would listen & attend.
Yet their grasp of the heartache would only
Repeat, and soon enough, it would only offend.
The history of this misfortune, was
Never owned by any fault or responsibility.
As you bled and screamed that of a victim,
With a passion lacking any civility.
If change is beyond the present, a
Future looks to be sad and solitary.
Where extremes become the accepted,
And the outlier beliefs, become hereditary.
Fernando Ramone was a Latin lover
Who dazzled the girls with his charm
He could often be seen strolling along
With a gorgeous girl on each arm
It didn't feel much different this night
Though the mood in the bar was uneasy
As he wandered in, all eyes were on him
He was sweating and feeling queasy
Tension was thick, could be cut with a knife
With conviction he strode to the bar
A shot rang out from the back of the room
Ramone dropped, his mouth oddly ajar
Patrons froze as he lay in a heap
Not a single sound could be heard
A man emerged from the back of the room
Strode forward without saying a word
Gasps were heard as he came into the light
Deputy Marshall John Parker by name
Tracking down Ramone for many years
A rampage of mayhem his fame
Ramone was wanted in twenty-three states
For a ten year murderous spree
Asked why he shot him without any warning
Parker mumbled the name Anabellee
Anabellee was one of his victims
And the daughter of Deputy John
Rage and revenge was all he could feel
Then the vengeance was suddenly gone
Deputy Parker is now serving time
For the murder of Fernando Ramone
Some say Parker should really be freed
But killing cannot be condoned
Fernando Ramone was a Latin lover
Who dazzled the girls with his charm
He could often be seen strolling along
With a gorgeous girl on each arm
It didn't feel much different this night
Though the mood in the bar was uneasy
As he wandered in, all eyes were on him
He was sweating and feeling queasy
Tension was thick, could be cut with a knife
With conviction he strode to the bar
A shot rang out from the back of the room
Ramone dropped, his mouth oddly ajar
Patrons froze as he lay in a heap
Not a single sound could be heard
A man emerged from the back of the room
Strode forward without saying a word
Gasps were heard as he came into the light
Deputy Marshall John Parker by name
Tracking down Ramone for many years
A rampage of mayhem his fame
Ramone was wanted in twenty-three states
For a ten year murderous spree
Asked why he shot him without any warning
Parker mumbled the name Anabellee
Anabellee was one of his victims
And the daughter of Deputy John
Rage and revenge was all he could feel
Then the vengeance was suddenly gone
Deputy Parker is now serving time
For the murder of Fernando Ramone
Some say Parker should really be freed
But killing cannot be condoned
© Jack Ellison 2014
Blunt deadly weapons of mass destruction
electrify, fracture, and
jeopardize *****Sapiens
species (and entire biosphere)
continuity rent asunder
doomsday declared (nuclear winter
gallows humor spelt
with eternal snow day)
dystopian authors outflanked
nuclear fallout wreaks worst
rocky horror picture
effected upon mankind
global (worldwide)
big screen radioactive
wee willy weber webbing
materiel severely seared
sepsis poisons deoxyribo
nucleic acid future generations
organic fiber cursed
simultaneous single simulcast
broadcast airs live after Royal Wedding
audience participation demanded
bumping ugly fleshless
formed fruitless fatal fumes
anomalies all – blinded
beastial begotten bemoan
brethren brood
brutal burnt offerings
crackling, snapping,
and popping surreal muck
shapeless liquified populace
sloshing helter skelter
quests slither towards
aimless destination
bone a fied skeleton crews cruise
crying cretins creep cavalierly
crepuscular cratered city
cruel mushroom clouds
cloaked croaking cellophane charred
cancerous clumps career,
clomp continuously
chaos charts choking climate
cold comfort commanded collusion
commander in chief concurred
crumpled coveted constitution credo
crass conceit communicated
cooly came clean concerning
consensual coital cavort
crazy cream craving characterized
condoned combined crunching
crotch crab free **** -
condom free crux
contractual commingling
cashiered coverup
chic chica chick
cigerette chewing
clutched cocked club
choked chicken concluded
das capitol business
before he returned
to regularly broadcast program
the sea son finale
last chapter of human race
no winners, nor survivors
bleak contaminated Earth gasping
heaving jackknifed lost in vape
nonpareil planet reduced to vapor!
you knew who I was
for years I perfected my cause
left overseas to a new land
in beer tents I made a stand
love lost on the wicks end
crept in slowly as a friend
past ripped and tore me
from a boy to a man
and gave me hope to carry on
you did everything to please me
my life changed but my mind was my own
you condoned my drink
i degraded you in an evil tone
used the accident to medicate
my life I lost and no one to direct
sought threw poetry and drunken intellect
all these expectation of me
tired of the man you think I should be
i can’t do this on my own
need a miracle a new thing
picked up the phone
you answered on the first ring
“hi my name is bruce and I’m an alcoholic”