Long Demigod Poems
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I'd rather see her doing something her talent can reach. A play for God,
a message for humanity, but that's just me. You want to talk about coverage? Our receivers ain't receiving? Specifically? Candace Owens ( like a Biblical Esther to me)..... especially intelligent, especiale de destiny. If blessfully she smiles on us (winks) as she speaks. That's the arena of significan(t)t ?We. Oui!?
its just a game, football that is, try working for a living, have some humility,
are you a hero of some kind of military?
a force of "1"?
Like LeBron "home" James, never supported by no one. Not allowed to play a game for a living by humanity?
No Momma? No fans to allow the freedom to get your game on?
What next? Black "Carolina" Panther instead of Cam (someones son) Newton?
I thought you wanted belief that 'youre just like me'
I guess when stereotypes suit you
the ones that build you up,
for a leg up on opportunity
that you keep like an ace....up your sleeve
it's the picking and the choosing,
inconsistency, that get's to me
it will hard serve to refute you eventually
as youre baskin in the limelight
robbin respect from working people,
like a demigod warrior?
but your lids too tight, jaws too hotwired,
we know your feet are light
you got a v12 in you cam and too many cars in your foyer
12 inches better than any other in the other races of man?
going top shelf with your redirect, and icing on your hands.
when the double standard is double dipping, stepping over the line
with finger flip topping sprinkled in,
instigating race again among the havenots of mankind
paranoid of those who are even your fankind
It started on D - flat,
succulent & succinct
soft & rhythmic
loaning hearts pats.
the wail of the piano
caressing the voices' glissando
riffs tampered with the tune,
notes trailing tracks of crest,
demisemiquaver pruned
by the demigod crochet:
parts of belts
accompanying baritone,
baroque & tormenting bass
nursing decrescendo,
an atlas
And then clef,
embellishing the melody,
encore spill the best,
swift fortemente
Hearts lured,
esophagus of the musician
shifting. Pure
steps moving in pleasure,
as the lyrics complimented
the melody
A coda:
a flat accompaniment
severed the passion
as the keys & notes did melt
tumult in rhythm,
sundry languages inflected
the lyrics.
like concerto grosso
of courante on
bagpipes, accordion,
harps, obeos & paino.
now we're stuck
in the maze of this music,
no virtuoso could make meaning of
the tune, lyrics or melody
but we're moving our bodies,
till those that gets weary
goes to hear death's string.
19:09:22:18:47
I levitated from the lions den
I rose to the sky with a golden crown
covered in emeralds and diamonds on my head
Now it's time to take back what's mine ! I said with fury
Another beautiful day! everything that could've killed me
I overcame, I am proud to still be standing
Grateful for every second and hour of my 24
because in a tale as old as time there was an eight year old girl
who fought depression, bullying and Life itself
that was as bright as Star, with the might! of a demigod
written in legend, she was the prophecy of the doom of once was called order.
She was a rude awakening to mankind, she had an eye of a tiger.
Man!
Dont be a fool
Because everything in nature has a rule
Man!
You have to think not only for yourself alone
But for the unborn children even after we are gone
Please think man!
Where is thy conscience
What you cannot take
You are telling me that nonsense.
Man!
Remember your roots because we were once regarded animals
before we started wearing boots
And behold it was paradise
We lay in naked innocence
And we were free
So many trees
And a clear blue sky
There was no need to worry to the day that we die
Free to chose anything we like
There was no need for cowries or gold coins
Because we owned not
We eat wild fruits and drank wild honey
In the night we hunt for boars
And we do so as a team
we dined as a family
But in the present day that is a dream
There were no cities
No government
Because we needed no laws
We were guided by the laws of God
Life is vanity
Man withers away like greens leaves during autumn
Man withers away
Never to be seen again
By his friends and loved ones
like a phantom in night
Disappearing on first sight
Man!
Remember all that land and gold our ancestors stole
Dreams of building empires as our goal.
For the sake of economic prosperity
We wreaked the earth
We enslaved our fellow man
Do you forget
But the more we had
The more we lacked
Those savages are asking for their land back
Man!
You have to think
We must be careful not to throw our future in a sink
Man!
Time is going
The earth is dying
But we are lying
She dying slowly
And soon there will be no animals
No plants
On earth
Not even insects
Just Man
And his machines
And the earth will no longer be how it is today
Man is doomed
We all have to pay
Technology can not bring back the earth
Just let nature take it cause
Or be prepare for the worse
Man!
Children are dying
Because of wars
Poverty
And this frightening
Man!
Where is thy conscience
Mr Overlord!
Demigod!
Your evil concept
Where the love
Is it up in space
Why cant we love
Why cant we unite
With every race
Rather I see men boast of greed
While women sell their bodies to feed
It so sad
My heart will bleed
To see that poor fellow in great need
And from the tree of knowledge, a serpent slid into view
He’d seen it all before, our future he already knew
Moses on some mountain, taking down the tablets god drew
Jesus climbing Calvary, being mocked by fellow Jews
Later history repeats, Galileo scanned the sky
Finds Earth isn’t the centrepiece, gets nailed for asking why
Then Newton made his calculations, watching apples fly
The serpent began nodding, he once gave apples a try
But the overall picture changed, when Einstein measured light
Bending it around stars, real answers warped into sight
His space predictions tied loose ends, causing a major fight
Others found black holes in the theories, they seemed none too bright
Wheelchair bound Hawking figured, but words wouldn’t roll his way
The serpent still hissing, refused to give the game away
Dawkins said god’s a delusion, so there’s no need to pray
Guth papered over cracks, his inflation holds out today
But who is this strange serpent, slithering about the tree
A messenger from our future, or some demigod ET
Charm from my imagination, man’s plain misogyny
Well if you look hard enough earthlings, you may see it’s we!
So there you have my story, blueprints are sketchy indeed
Just like I left out Darwin, because of half truths he freed
What about god, what about god David, who plants our seed
Well like most people, I’ll go searching in my hour of need
By
David Kavanagh
Born five score minus seven years ago
minus attaining age of centenarian
father of civil rights movement,
the revered Martin Luther King Junior
honored as benevolent demigod figure
to the oppressed African American population
without whose bold risks
and subsequent brutal assassination April fourth
ninety sixty eight at the hands
of a crazed gunman (James Earl Ray),
whereby all the King's men
and all the King's horses...,
still aghast at tragic event
while reverberations felt forty two years later,
where embedded white privilege
begets continued racial strife
analogous to uncorked raging tempest
saddling people of color to human bondage
(no matter ponying up excellent equestrians),
nevertheless wrought empowerment
advancing cherished dreams
of slaves recent descendents
allowing, enabling and providing
once attainable aspirations
only bestowed upon
the self anointed masters and early settlers of
the virginal North American contiguous land mass
yet…generations prior
to this prestigious public personality
Abolitionists pitted themselves
against the institution of slavery
incrementally raising awareness
regarding the abomination
forced servitude incurred on those shackled
thus setting the stage
for this grandson of A.D. Williams
a rural parsonage,
who ministered spiritual support
for the small congregation
(initially only thirteen members)
comprising attendants at
Ebenezer Baptist church in Atlanta Georgia
setting precedent for freedom
I’ve recited this a trillion times
now I utter one single word,
but in code,
Not through amnesia or illness of any kind
Moreover because I have become
part demigod and part devil,
Nothing can be more dangerous than a two sided,
duplicitous variance, sharing one soul,
Each equal in every way,
yet simultaneously opposite,
Sugar salt and everything in between,
Poisonous to the whole all humanity,
yet compulsory to our very existence,
Pen mightier than the sword, impales upon nothingness
for utterances are omnipotent, as a force of nature
My one encoded word, now incinerates our entire planet
Dear god forgive me, I’ve launched all the nukes.
Stand down peace is restored!
came one second before impact,
Tried and found not guilty,
I’m exonerated of genocide,
a point of law is said inadmissible,
My responsibility was too enormous,
hence deemed a bad call, preemptive,
The prosecution appeals, I plead guilty,
Sleep deprivation has altered my opinion,
For good behavior, I’m to be shot in the morning,
I’ve talked my way into modernity’s annihilation,
Now arrives reason alongside insanity,
It is better to die,
From the tips of a bifurcated tongue,
What is heaven
What is hell
I am both.
By David Kavanagh.
Gliding through the night's darkest heart.
Racing at the edge of our understanding..
Real images die in fading shafts
of an on coming headlight.
Rushing headlong into Oblivion
Misty spirit's cling to every lamppost.
Reality is undefined...
Fading infinity.
Surreal landscape of ...
Strange patterns.
Dance the at the corners of my eyes.
Engulfing a city full of sparkling light.
Deep in wet gray vapor like some ancient demigod
Another world embraces it intimately.
Light breaks and fractures..
As it dapples through skeletal trees,
Rays of car headlights rush forward:
Reclaiming the real.
Moving definitely..
Homeward Bound..
I ride.
A silhouette is carved from refracted light...
A play of Shadows?
A dance of Ghosts?
or was it in my mind?
As I glide into the inner void;
At the zenith of a misty night.
Near the edge of my sight..
I race to the rim of nothingness.
I feel a creature of murky ink watching me...
Waiting in a crowed province; full of murky
Phantasm's... wanting...Something?
Clinging to my reflection.
STANZA ONE
He had the heart of a lion
And the strength of a bear
Ripping his enemies apart
He would crush and tear
Man of steel
With charm and grace
No one can dare confront him
Or look at his face
He is all over the world
And all over the place
He stands on the silver clouds
And drift through the winds
The colour of his skin matters less
As long as he is bless
By God
Samson! David or my Mohammed Ali
Roosevelt or Lincoln
Whatever name you may be
Oh! Superman
He has come to rescue us from harm
I love the way he looks
His carriage and charm
You remind of Horatio Nelson
The way you fight with one arm
And he looks above the horizon like a demigod
His composure was calm and undisturbed
Oh! Superman
Messenger of God
He prays hard to the Almighty and serves the Lord
Oh Superman!
The strongest man I have ever seen
A man a thousand men can not win
He had the strength of Samson
And the wisdom of Solomon
He is the king of us all
But he will not acknowledge
that title
Firm like Stalin
When it is time to take a decision
Never look back
Takes no permission
The true hero of the revolution
Was Leon Trosky
Washington of our time
Deliver us from the Great Evil
No matter where it may be
Oh Superman! Oh Superman! Oh Superman!
He lives in me
I am determine to sacrifice my life
For the sake others
So that all men will be free
And stand for the rights of men
Where ever they may be
I will seek them in the lions den
And send evil doers to the past
With one blast
And that will be their last
STANZA TWO
He had the heart of a lion
And the strength of a bear
Ripping his enemies apart
He would crush and tear
Man of steel
With charm and grace
No one can dare confront him
Or look into at his face
Samson! David or my Mohammed Ali
Roosevelt or Lincoln
Whatever name you may be
Oh! Superman
When he was born an old witch
Saw a prophecy
That a king is coming soon
Because the Moon was still shining even at afternoon
And the sun was still sleeping in his lazy crib
To live a promising life of adventure
Little did his parents know
That he was a man as a child
Before he would grow
And his glory would glow
Like the Alpha Centauri
Oh Superman!
From dusk to dawn
He lays awake
And would take
Any challenge that comes his way
And would live his life like every other day
And he would live his life for the sake of others
Defender of justice and freedom
Thinks like an old sage
Because he has wisdom
Narcissistic little freak –
The world isn’t meant to like you
There’ll be many parties
Where nobody invites you
Dance around with Mommy,
Dance your TikTok video
Hope you’ve got your bubble-wrap
Hope you don’t plan on a girlfriend
Only child syndrome
Only child syndrome
Only child syndrome
Only child syndrome
That’s what we get for sparing the rod –
A coddled little demigod
Alone in his urine, the whole playroom sogged
One day he’ll command a firing squad
(chorus)
Mama loves you dearly
Grandma does, sincerely
We’re takin’ you out yearly
To get lost in the maze of corn
Go ridin’ on that tractor
Where hay fever is a factor
God bless this child actor
And the day that he was born