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Reverse Psychology...
Bad cop?
Good cop?
a COP out is a copout
Do NOT pout
Be about-
What it is about;
I need a drink.
But heck man, what do you think?
Is drinking too much
When out of touch?
such things, but whatever life brings...
We can still sing praise to our Lord Jesus Christ
I will NOT think twice.
In my life many things have "begotten" me divided
In two sided battles some tattle
Some grow rattles on their tails
Others become snails
I am a snake and I bite
I fight
And I just might have some good skin
Left for the taken
Call me a "wallet"
Friends called me an ATM
Been there done that when
There was NO such thing as sin
Just saying
Friend
The path of life is criss-crossed
with many intersections:
A fork in the road forces you
to choose a diversion:
Ahead Left or
Ahead right.
A T-junction has a Stop Sign.
Look Right, Look Left,
No way forward,
Choose one or the other.
The U turn offers a way back
to unwind and retrace.
The Detour is a diversion,
a time-out for reflection.
The Slip Road offers a way
into, or out of, the rat race.
At a Cross Road there are three choices:
Left, Right, or then again:
Straight Ahead,
Steady as she goes.
The Overpass is a cop out,
dodging the Cross Road decision.
The armed services think they're autonomous,
after 'Deepcut,' it may no longer be the case;
the man from MI6 paid Colonel Llewellyn a visit,
he informed him that a military court was irrelevant.
He said that the services were answerable to HM Government,
and could no longer abide by in-house decisions;
Colonel Llewellyn looked at the man from MI6,
'Do you have authority to make these comments?' He asked.
He was informed that he did, with a dry smile,
'Situations will be monitored, no initiation rites,
no bullying, no misplaced discipline, nothing like that,'
Colonel Llewellyn said, 'This is outrageous.'
'How do you intend to implement such proposals?'
MI6 said: 'I can assure you that there is no choice.'
Sunny smile, beanie baby
Drunk and fuzzy, oh so gone
Binge on uppers, feeling hazy
Won’t even answer your phone
When you take them you feel better
Like a bird or star, so free
If we cut open your center
There’ll be jewels for eyes to see
Milk turned sour, by the hour
Numbers stamped into your skin
Bloom and whither like a flower
Limbs in needles and in pins
Sucking on it like a candy
It stopped feeling like it’s fun
Some cheap , nothing too fancy
Makes all of your fingers numb
Choke a girl out, what a cop out
Cops on your ass, flying heels
Crawl back to him, ask for bailout
You don’t practice your ideals
You were youthful when you knew me
In our house you were the child
Now your body’s all mildewy
Didn’t know you’d go expired
Eye to eye, pupil to pupil searing stare too confronting,
so you look down or to the side,
watching with peripheral vision.
You glance for signs of weakness
when the eyes looking at you, stray and look away.
Then it is safe to refocus,
to beam your gaze back to try eye to eye,
Taking control as you have the eye on eye authority.
Testing for connection when eye focus switched back, pupol to puil.
When averted eyes switch back
straight in the eye, try for mutual gaze again.
Who will cop out first, you or I?
Will we engage and flirt?
Will we connect and share our trust,
transmitting and receiving
just with the eyes,
so powerful and revealing?
Perceiving eye to eye intently, implies agreement
The eyes have it.
When I spy your eye looking at me
and the gaze lasts longer than a glance,
The communication starts
when eyes have engaged, and hooked us up,
Eye to eye, aye aye it is.
Your eyes are the most potent social signalers you possess.
Lovers spend hours and hours, staring deeply into each other’s eyes
It is a display of trust and yearning,
and shared reinforcement of connection.
What flows between is a mystery, but it is real.
It is to see, and to be seen, seeing deep within.
“Look into my eyes” says the hypnotist as a way of taking control.
Magicians also rely on engaging eye to eye contact
so you cannot see the sleight of hand.
Controlling eyes, engaging eyes,
meeting eyes is mindful perception
of how eyes are so important for our being,
and how we communicate socially.
-Dr President Lady, please launch the nuclear war button-
I'm packing up my girdle; I'm heading up state
Where society thinks only men should run for president
Chill with Bill, on the side show Hill
Subsequently, he got tripped up with his hand in the biscuit jar
This poem is not about me... It's not about, Hilary
I'm here to cheer and throw off an early vote voluntarily
I'm numbering my days with the aces
Until the 2016 U.S. Presidential election
Only in a woman, you’ll find confidence and determination,
Someplace out there is our leading lady in disguise
A woman who sits down and pee's with pride
A woman Like Hilary, whose place was denied in the sun
I will vote for a woman who is not afraid to lead,
Grab up her crotch, and fight for all the right reasons
Repaint the town white and her fingernails red
Blue lipstick in the breeze, a tommy gun in her possession
A million dollar diamond ring,
A mink from all cultures of the globe
Sing hallelujah, Amen Praise the Lord!
Pink ribbons of freedom,
China can test all her might,
It's time to feel the empowerment of a woman's delight
There she’ll be’, sit down and enjoy,
When it’s time to hear her voice,
The bullet will miss her beautiful mind,
She'll Raid the Democratic Nomination moment of the blind
Her ego on the side; when it's time to reason with society
Feel the shattered glass feeling when sharks attack whitey
Cop Out the Republican Bully
Black Ops the Democratic Liar
For women can reach, preach, and teach,
Nursing a world, collaborating with every mind
A barrier to be breached, a blessed moment to come,
If you require a true hit, vote for a woman in the Oval Office
Who said Mrs. Wonderbra can’t launch the nuclear war button
By:)
Torah: Black Fire on White Fire, A Nafka Mina
Every Place, every Space,
In ink, 'tween signs, ‘tween lines,
Everywhere He, Where are we?
Ask, "Mi Hashem Aylai?"
Not, "What's in for me?"
Descent from Kedushah is "I"
Ego, Ugly Mess, Rears our Smallness,
Whether in "I" or Mired in Man,
My Hand, My team, vs. Oneness
We can live to please "I",
Or Harvard or other Men,
What's the difference? Our Eye's Sty!
To live His Torah, Nullifies Me
We Need to Be, Alive ‘n Doin’,
Here, Now! We Want to Be.
He gave us myriad Mitzvot,
To glimpse Him, to Breathe ‘n Do,
To be in His Company.
Life's not just other Men,
Them With to Hang Out, Them to Please,
He Knows our Dodge Cop Out.
Men are Seen, He’s Hidden.
Pleasin’ Men is counter Our Goal,
He smiles, if We’re Herein.
As He is Here, We Be in our All.
Men make Noise, when Losin’ Stature,
Men are in Places, not in 'tween Spaces.
Be as the One, Sip His Strength, in Being Alone,
Be a Rolling Stone, Not just a Clone,
He’s Here, We likewise ignore Noise.
It takes max strength Chutzpah,
Swim Agin' the Torrent, Be Current,
Carpe Diem, Not be a Puppet of Them.
The Gematria of Aish equals Kara,
Or Fire in Hearing 'Sounds of Silence': A Calling,
Horton Hears a Who, Choosing is Less than to Be Chosen.
Be Strong; You're Created to Be a Man,
Hashem's Eved, In touch with Your Maker,
Answer to Him, not some Faker.
© Chaim Ben Moshe 2018
What a cop out, for one
who always sleeps on their right side
To admit to ignoring the context,
the background and milieu,
which colors your decisions and choices,
and side you lean towards.
There is nothing implicit in bias ingrained,
and the norms and context,
in which you were born, learned and grew up,
that allow you to claim you're
asleep at the wheel, dozing lazily in blissful ignorance.
How can that possibly excuse you
from not learning about the other side,
not discovering how others may see, feel and think,
given their different background and pathway through life.
To claim you're unconscious when you decide, and bleat forth
is a conflict of interest,
with implicit, explicit, disinterest on show,
for all to see.
It's a cop out,
an excuse to be biased
irresponsibly.
Wake Up!
Quote:
Single women are strong
And look out for all.
Quote:
Death is only another reason
To cop out on life
So live each day as though it’s your last.
Quote:
Life is about living
Tomorrow will take care of itself.
Quote:
Keep your eye on the Lord
Guard your heart
And everything will be all right.
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Mothers are to be treasured
Children are to be enjoyed
Trials are to be conquered
And family are precious.
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Words are like a weapon
If used in the wrong contexts.
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Men are like the weather
They are forever changing their minds.
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Friends are like diamonds
Rare and hard to find
So hold onto those you got.
I can write you a poem
Filled with words
Words that can make you laugh
Words that can make you cry
Words that can fill you up with eternal joy
Words that can carry you through the day
But today I choose to write you a poem filled with a lifetime of wisdom.
Words not just for today
But for everyday
Quotes of great wisdom
Life is about living
Tomorrow will take care of itself.
Keep your eye on the Lord
Guard your heart
And everything will be all right.
Mothers are to be treasured
Children are to be enjoyed.
Trials are to be conquered
And family are precious.
Words are like a weapon
If used in the wrong contexts.
Men are like the weather
They are forever changing their minds.
Friends are like diamonds
Rare and hard to find
So hold onto those you got.
Politian’s are greedy
And seek after they own.
Funerals are like a gathering
It brings people together.
A lustful man looks after himself
And divides families apart.
Single women are strong
And look out for all.
Death is only another reason
To cop out on life
So live each day as though it’s your last.
A fool avoids wisdom
And steps into the unknown.
Be alert at all times
Keep your friends close
Your enemy’s closer
Your family happy
And your eyes open.
Only a fool will say
My family I trust with my life
My friends are my brothers
Don’t you know that man can trust no one
But God for in man we bust but in Christ we can trust.
Heaven waits for all
But only a few get in.
Love is God
God is Love
But man disappoints.
Lies are like a garden full of thorns
There is no way out.
Woman who steal from others
Will only discover that there rob no one but themselves.
A cheating husband
Is like a leopard
That can’t change his spots
His ways are cunning
And he deceives no one but himself.
Living with another woman’s husband
Is like living with a snake
Forever dogging bullets
And never knowing when
You are going to be sting.
A guilty person
Always wear a smile.
Never trust a man
Who abandons his family
For he is worse than infidel
That has no soul.