Long Darwinism Poems

We need to talk.

Is this one of those times
where you need to talk
and I must pretend to listen
while you rant?

Well, yes,
if you could extend this favor.

Your topic?

Social Darwinism.

Isn't that the birthplace of unfettered Capitalism
and Fascism
and...

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Still wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along outer limits of 
the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the path 
of least resistance ohm my dog,
shocking...

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Wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the path of least resistance ohm my dog,
shocking voltage surges an emphatic...

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I have a theory Gislane Maxwell was jailed
Another theory she worked with and for Epstien
One more theory andrew windsor is served trial Doc's
Another theory 56 million was the pre pandemic death rate
A theory there was...

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Mitchell: At this level, as with the rest, one might also find those who have stumbled down from a higher step on the crystal staircase from dancing too many tangos in their Manolo Blahniks, as...

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So sick of all the lies
All the need
All the hiding

All the hate
The harsh realities
The want

Sick of everything that’s shown
And not
Of all that we could be
And are’t

Sick of nothing that has anything to do with you
And...

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What's the point of Dr. Dishwater? 
Well, what's the point of anything? 
The only thing that appears 
to have a concrete purpose 
is my car key 
- And I haven't been able to afford a...

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I just want a 24 hour period 

of seductive listening.  

Intently awaiting 

your body's calling. 

A standing ovation 

after your speech

 is  finished.  

I want to know you 

by your idiosyncrasies 

and inconsistencies.  

Let me formulate...

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courtesy sharp pointed objects
(that string of words
doth hoop fully connive fist
(cuffed) around handles of knife

discounting divorce (from wife)
i.e. remaining uncoupled
mandated eventually note hissed
unbridled love and apology

toward thee missus and progeny
who forever did blacklist
das scribe, how...

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dear Judge
if you were me, would you do what I did

because of the roots of my hair
some shadowy gulf gods got hold of me
and they laughed while they held me
in the howling fjord where my...

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Elite on top; below fall the rest
Constantly competing for who is the best
Smartest, strongest, who’s the most cool
Society transforms you into a tool

Who’s the most popular; who’s got cool hair
When in reality the world does...

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Escape the shade
Evade the thought police
Slip into the shadows
So cool
Oh so cool

Fenced in, fenced out
Got you trapped in doubt
Don't believe me?
Rip away the veil
See the scale of the whale

When you hear their voice
Know it drips...

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O we are all very well informed 
how horrible might been our reality
in the time  of transition
from one evil regime to other.
When one day all monsters and predators
from the park of totalitarian  communistic...

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As the night shades start to settle in,
I sit on my porch and watch as the colors gently blend.
And I am taken back to more pleasant times and happier days,
When life seemed to have more...

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The Love of Mothers

Nerve slicing mercury inhabiting breast milk, slashing 
the suckling babe, the one who will not walk until she is four 
and endure unexplainable pain. Gold piles up, red tag special 
on weapons...

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Predation In Woeful Times
By Roy Merritt

Life is getting ghastly now
For few it seems sublime
Everyone engrossed with thoughts
Of predation in woeful times

In times like this trust for neighbors
Is a luxury you can’t define
You can’t depend on...

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The funky monkey in golden coat
has risen above diseased scapegoat
able to express in diverse form's
able to understand outside the norm
no longer being led as a carnival jester
no longer wounded with sores that fester

The funky monkey...

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I imagine
A day with plants and no plastics

No oil gas or coal dug up and sprayed from underneath
No trees removed
No bees boxed up

No smoke curled to the blue sky
No animals carved up and slaughtered

We
The Gods...

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*Round One of an anticipated Twelve Round Bout*
With Special Guest Referee: Pyotr Kropotkin  
And Everyone's Favorite Ring Girl: Leo Tolstoi 
Postproduction by: Herbert Spencer and Rupert Murdoch
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I'm gonna toss you away 
To the crocs...

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