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The provocation was unfounded
Yet Roy couldn't understand why
His beloved decided to slap him
Roy for the first time in his life
Has just received a slap from a she
Seething he hides the lion barely
Leaves with grace seething with rage
Satient for now his knowledge is complete
He has just bee vindicated and he knows it
Earlier that morning Roy was shedding tears
Scouts don't joke with lions.. Roy vindicated
ROY.. Is fully armed now he wields the shield
Defender turning villain he can taste his anger
A defining moment he turns and executes
Executes the forbidden military move - wields
The lion is armed with- 'ngungi'
On his back the forbidden shield
The eagles tail at a distance
Its a near blood bath
At the last moment roy executed the reversal
Executes the reverse move stopping the force
With his own body... the 'ngungi' is contained
Roy now wield's the powerful shield
IME wields the katana glint of silver
Defender you just passed the test
To wield the most powerful shield
In the defense of your people...
The bottled fury - anger
Dont joke with lions - advice
Boy scout honour.. prvt Srek
Private command centre.. PMC
CODE 254
PRIVATE - Nyaga
Thoome wairegi
KINGS COUNSEL
I believe our Constitution reigns-
good order must prevail;
that our Bill of Rights remains intact
to guard our freedoms shared.
And that our hard-earned Flag stands tall-
honored as our freedom won;
that supportive love for country should
dwell deep within each heart-
and our brave warriors are given thanks
for true service done.
I believe in freedom of free speech
and bodily defense;
for the right to worship as we can
without the fear of scorn.
For the support of civil service workers-
as our police
and firefighters grant us safety-
clearly, giving up their own.
I believe that history should live-
and never be erased
by taking our fine statues down-
removing facts from our books.
We need those truths of our past to show
rights and wrongs; as we know,
some to date have left our sight- I want-
and wish they could return-
to show we are again, the great land
of the free- just like when
we were known as blessed with love
for country, liberty, and God.
March 19, 2021
Contest: If Your Birth Place-Country Was A Poem
Sponsor: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Each couplet is considered one line and contains
a total of 15 syllables as required for Political Verse.
I broke each line up for a better visual presentation.
DOGE DO(D)GE is a game:
Accepting praise - never blame.
It's a dodge all right!
DO(D)GE shifts Left - then Right;
Disruptive through winds of change.
It's a dodge all right!
DO(D)GE bans brains and skills;
Destroys the best in its wake.
It's a dodge all right!
DO(D)GE is a sink-hole;
A real musky, murky mire.
It's a dodge all right!
But, when DOGE expires
GOPhers will be paid their due!
No DOGE dodge for them.
For extremism
In defense of any goal
Is no DOGE virtue!
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DOGE: Department of ( "D" ) Government Efficiency
(D____________)
(The reader can Dodgy Denigrative Divisive Disproportionate
select his/her Disastrous Despicable Draconian Domineering
choice for most Disinformed Deranged Dubious Demeaning
"appropriate" Demagogic Despotic Desultory Despondent
"D" designation Duplicitous Devious Disgraceful Derogatory
for inclusion in Deficient Disdainful Damnable Disconnected
the title) Disunifying Discordant Delimiting Disingenuous
Deceptive Deceitful Disordered Disputatious
Decadent Dishonest Dangerous Debilitating
Deleterious Disjointed Destructive Dumbfounding
Demented Disputable Detrimental Dysfunctional
Delusional Destabilizing Derelict Disreputable
Deplorable Dissolute Defamatory Double-dealing
Distorted Deprecatory Demoralizing Disappointing
Dastardly Disruptive Desensitized Devaluing
Dicey Dictatorial Distasteful Dimwitted
(A non-exhaustive list)
My master's shaft of light is forbidding;
Still, I have enough sense left to keep hidden.
If he cannot find me, he will not hurt me;
my silence, a bold plea for safety.
Beneath the dank hay, prayer makes perfect sense -
what he does not know, my only defense.
His flashlight flickers while making its arc
trying to root out the truth in the dark;
The battery dies; my brain gives birth to flight;
the barn door clicks shut, a plan starts to ignite.
The lock holds his hope for my safekeeping
when he returns, I will not be sleeping.
Knowing not to wait for his light's return,
I kindle the hayloft to cause a slow burn.
Hoping the dampness slows down a fast start,
this new shaft of light warms my anxious heart.
Sure of his soon return with dog and with cane
I wait my escape from flogging's sharp pain.
Hearing both my foes and the handle’s quick jolt,
as they head for the blaze, it's my chance to bolt.
Latching the barn door, ere I make my flight,
dark clouds cover the moon, shielding its light.
Headed to unknown beginnings, I now succumb
Everything's behind me, everything's become.
Author’s Notes: last line is a reference to Tap Turns on the Water by CCS (Alexis Korner, John Cameron)
February 13, 2013
Harsh cold breaths blowing gale force pounding drum bold
to the lightning striking blue diamond against ice freezing cold
Enrapturing a dark ebony satin night sky white silk cream velvet clouds
as the snow capped mountain lights up in a silver mist gleaming sparkles
One chain running a flood down the face as clouds of heaven open gates
lashing downpours of heavy pelting rain mixed with hail driven like bullets
Harshly outside roaring thunderstorms waves of air tossing this ship asleep
crying waves of voices through the breeze howling out rocking
Bending blows bowing down and asking for mercy the trees cry out moaning
spirits of the wind branches getting tore from the limbs standing to defense
Turf upon the fire rising white smoke signals it's warm here love
on this lonely cold winters night smiling faraway kisses a dream
Charming within deep loving warmth shipwrecked alone
crying howls into a cold full face moon entranced beautiful
Again.......
I’ve been all wrong
watching it all disappear
Whispers in your ears
vibrations seeping through
with all my lost years
Lost in my mind
thinking of you
trying to get out
of my souls darkened room
Completely lacking control
lucidity within
Trying to remember
as lustrous looming begins
How did I get here?
where did it begin
Affliction and hurting inside
you can’t see the pain
Feeling lost in my mind
keeping up my defense
Ruefully it’s our hearts
lost souls to be blamed
Seen the show of the passionate kisses
longing for those times
of twilight inflictions
With you alone in the starriest of nights
why do I choose to live such a life
To be so dismissive
not wanting to fight
late night heartbreak
music turned low
long-standing lust
depleting my soul
Totally unconscious
my mind starts to race
Lost with deceitful erroneous painful mistakes
Perceptions can’t trace
as my eyes start to close
My heart starts to race
every time I lose control
It hurts with such passion
wrong or right
hands down its true
our loves seems so right
Moving on down that unsure road
Resisting all memories mindless download
Loving you while
loved by you
In love with you
while being in love to you
Thinking of you
always loving you
So relaxed, it makes me nervous
Your dutiful, unbridled service
You, traveling in a gypsy's circus
Of course, it all makes sense
We put up tents and take down temples
Middle Eastern sands, and Oriental
The stark replaces sentimental
Geographical defense
It's time, now,
To meet in the tents
Our potions, bottled
Our money spent
So complete, it begs a question:
Where to assemble for the convention?
Coffee on a stove-extension
& tea on a river's bank
The grizzly bears all in our driveway
The summer marigolds in private
The ball of prophecy is shining –
Just tell me who to thank
It's time, now…
Gather on the trail –
The deer, lopped at the tail –
A wilderness travail –
Stored dinner in a pail –
It's time, now,
To meet in the tents
Our potions, bottled
Our money spent
Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"?Was it a snitch that the police trusted? We must,and it is a "Duty" of "Justice" to leave no stone unturned!Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"? The Police on that day caused real "Harm",and that is a real true fact,and that is true and perfectly exact!That was a terrible act! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"? Who would do that? We who care must leave no stone unturned!"Justice is not always exact,but "Justice does ,and can see the real facts! Who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"of "The Police"?Who would put their mother,father,sister,brother,grand daddy,grand mother,girl friend,boy friend in "Harms Way"? We who care must not leave any stone unturned.The Lord God Almighty sits on the Throne,and never leaves any stone unturned for any as we all will face him on the day of judgement for the good and the evil that we have done in this life. God leaves no stone unturned! We really want to know who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way" of "The Police"on that terrible day for "Democracy"and The U.S.A.and for Liberty and Justice for us all? "The Police"came and they did cause ""Unjustifiable Harm"!"Justice must act to "Justify" itself or "Justice makes itself unjust"!Once all the stones have been turned then "Justice can be served to all of those who unjustly acted,and to those who put Breonna Taylor in "Harms Way"!Do they still give "The Electric Chair" in "The Great State of Kentucky"for "Unjustifiable Homocide"?Justice is always tendered with mercy in order for Justice to be Just"Motion To Indite by "The Grand Jury of "The Police and "The Boyfriend".Police=Self Defense with unjustifiable Homocide "Boyfriend=The first shot from a gun fired out of "fear". When the boyfriend fired the first shot he enabled "reckless endangerment and unjustifiable homocide .Rectless indangerment is "Being put in "Harms Way"!!!! Who really fired the first shot? Jistice can be served by finding out who fired the first shot to cause "Harms Way" to come into existance!!!Unjustifiable Homocide requires "Justice" to "ACT" ,no matter who fired the first shot so that "Justice Itself" can "Crush,Plow Over,and "Pulverize "Evil Flesh,Evil Spirits,Evil Minds,Evil Bodies,and Evil Souls.Will "The Grand Jury" "Act" to see all of "The Facts"? The "Motion is in Place"!!!!
Aging baby boomer
no longer fit as a fiddle
accumulating extra adipose tissue
around the middle
ain't no impossible mission
whence thumbs I twiddle
to shed unwanted
weight methinks exorcise to unriddle.
Call to action necessitates
yours truly to acclimatize,
calling fitness trainer
whereby honed toned physique
(tubby synonymous with Adonis – ha)
benefits begetting courtesy to aerobicize,
nsync dumbbells compliment exercise,
whereby brutal daily grueling
regimen will also comprise
boot camp rigorous discipline
strength to pilot (minus paunches)
shouldering, managing, hoisting crucifix sunrise
to sundown will non verbally advertize,
verily intolerant to chastise,
hence no bully best better mess
mine mean mien guise
will enjoyably capitalize
zing might equals right to authorize
self defense without need to apologize.
Back in the day, I
presented pitiful sight
self worth equated on
par with botanical blight
buffeted along boulevard
of broken dreams
depressed body language
bespoke head to foot
encompassing enfeebled edifice complex
scrawny measly gumby,
hokey pokey height
how I presented such sorry spectacle
courtesy excellent twenty/twenty hindsight
analogous to an emotional black hole,
never exhibiting courage to fight,
rather yours truly immediately took flight
and/or stood dumbfoundedly
in imitation of deaf mute wishing to alight
bajillion miles away, versus
active stance to fight
preferring the incognito
guise pitch dark vested gentry
donning luxury invisible
accouterment shade o' midnight
proffered, though natural camouflage
infrared crosshairs nonetheless did sight,
when scaredy cat sacrificial scapegoat
experienced his sealed fate, a heavy smite
upon me noggin scrambled outlook
seeing stars courtesy topflight -
(bare in) strong arms hoodlums
brandishing razor sharp dagger
type like fangs able, eager,
(think) bloodthirsty 10,000
homicidal maniacs
ready and willing to bite
simultaneously trumpeting
hate speech to excite
curious madding crowd
glomming to render airtight
any possible safe escape,
yours truly turned white
as a sheet.
Clutching at Straws
I clutched a straw
albeit
one for me
that is
quite more
than enough
for I be just
one
It skews
in my hand
caused by the
grasp of it
hope its
release beckons
a recall of
its former
self
Alas,
not nearly as
close but
far worse
for where it
bends was a
tear
So now
I'd be ready
this rarest
thing that I do
as I gingerly
grasped more
then all of the
straws
Clutching
them unbeknownst
to me hails a
slightly older
kid in need
of a
straw
Looks
puzzled at first
till his inner brows
met his nose
and the outer
rosed
up
Without
fail I replaced
all save one
in the empty
jar and slowly
began to
retreat
When
suddenly a
hand reached
from behind me
and yanked
the straw I
held
Defensive
training consumed
me as I roundhouse
kicked him to a
penitent
pose
Again
with a puzzled
and now dazed look
he returned to me
my unaffected
sturdy
straw
He
tells his
friends no
more will he
be grasping
at straws
there
Then
I turned
and grinned
imagined a lesson I
received for the result of
that moment I was
unlearnt in defense
and it had finished
adversely
against
me
2020 September 26
*2nd Place*
Clutching at Straws
~~Kai Michael Neumann