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Premium Member Crypto Currency Is Just An Illusion

THE BANKSTERS LAUGHED WHEN THEY HEARD THE PLAN.
THIS PLAYED RIGHT IN TO THEIR HANDS.
DOES CRYPTOCURRENCY EVEN EXIST?
IS THIS SOMETHING I CAN GRIP IN MY FIST?
A CASHLESS SOCIETY, A MAGNIFICENT PLAN.
STEAL YOUR EARNINGS BECAUSE THEY CAN.
DON'T BUY SILVER DON'T BUY GOLD. 
IT'S NOT MONEY THE SHEEPLE WERE TOLD.
THE SHEEPLE RUSHED IN TO BE THE FIRST IN LINE.
I THOUGHT TO MYSELF. THEY DONE LOST THEIR MINDS.
PAY WITH YOUR PHONE. PAY ONLINE.
WITH CRYPTO CASH YOUR BOUND TO SAVE TIME.
BOUND WAS THE WORD. THEY WERE BOUND FOR SURE.
PLAYED LIKE SUCKERS WHO SWALLOWED THE LURE.
THE SHEEPLE WERE HOOKED, THEY HAD NO CHOICE.
THE BANKSTERS PLAN, HAD A GOVERNMENTS VOICE.
THEN ONE DAY, IT WAS GONE OVER NITE.
DON'T EVEN CRY FOUL, YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT.
IT WAS ALL ELECTRONIC. WITH NO PAPER TRAIL.
THE SHEEPLE WERE FORCED INTO PAYING THE BAIL.
WITH A FLIP OF THE SWITCH, THE CRYPTO WAS GONE.
JUST LIKE THE BANKSTERS PLANNED ALL ALONG.
TO THE BANKSTERS MY FRIENDS, WE ARE DEBT SLAVES
YET, IT DOESN'T HAVE TO BE THAT WAY.
SILVER BARS YOU CAN GRIP WITH YOUR FIST.
SHOW THE BANKSTERS AND WATCH THEM GET PISSED.
SILVER EAGLES ARE LEGAL TENDER. 
FORCE THE BANKSTERS TO TAKE NOTE AND SURRENDER.


05202017


Premium Member The Greatest Generation - A Remembrance for July 4, 2026

  
  They survived the Great Depression, my parents did
     living from hand-to-mouth for over a decade

  Took any job they could get, and were grateful for it 
     working 72 hours a week for a ‘salary’ of twelve lousy bucks

   My father watched grown men cry and jump out of tenement windows
     ashamed that they could not provide for their families – two or three a day, he told me

    My mother heard ‘dirty Jew’ hurled at her so often
      she became obsessive about washing her hands and face… 

     …Yet when it came time to serve their country
      they were first in line for the privilege of seeing America through WW2

     Fighting side by side with fellow un-hyphenated Americans 
       Jewish or Catholic, from Italy or France – didn’t matter
          Americans all, they fought their hearts out for the Stars and Stripes
              for the land of the brave and the home of the braver

                                                   ******
     
      And now, it pains me to see what we’ve become on the cusp of our 250th birthday
         Capitalists fleeing our signature city, NYC, run by an unrepentant socialist radical

      ‘Woke’ Governors, Congressmen and Mayors giving away ‘stuff,’ 
          Free health care, free college, free food, free rent, free bus service, free, free, free

       The greatest public misfit of any age, Bernie Sanders, the cheerleader egging it all on
          And the devil himself, George Soros, quietly financing the destruction of the country
             America! that saved his life, granting him refuge from the Nazis

                                                  ******

        May my mother and father, and their entire generation, rest in peace knowing they made
          America great once and made us all so proud.

Profound Magnificance the Legend of Ghetto Sushi

He stood in the middle of
The ring and asked the
Members of The
Right Stuff inc.
To stop the B.S.
And start making things
Right for the people.
In his lavish robe
And pink mask
Ghetto Sushi
Said if it comes to
Wrestling he'd out
Wrestle them
If it came to
Brawling he'd
Out Brawl them 
He spoke about
Being first in line
And having his
Back turned to
All the hungry
Wolves,  he scared
The micro phone 
Interveiwee when
He started speaking
About things he didn't 
Understand saying
Miss Tusslers baby boy
Was a champion
People the world over
Loved and admired him
Miss Tussler and Big Meanie
Liked nice things but they
Didn't like you 
MissTussler liked cool people
But they didn't like you.
I use to think Big Meanie
And Miss Tussler were
Bad people til I meet you
Ghetto Sushi say
Miss Tussler beat that
Ass and Ghetto Suchi
Gonna beat that ass too!
Ghetto Sushi represents
Clean areas and living
Responsibly The star
Shing bright in
The big sky
Ghetto Sushi
Ah Superstar a
Bright light among
The night a sample
Of what greatness is
I am Ghetto Sushi
The Greatest of Altime!
Form: Ballade

Today

We were all waiting inline
 Long queue, a weary line 
 left to deal with enough patience.
 The girl sitting next to me was 
 Changing seats as one gets called in
 At the window. So did I. So, the line was in 
 Good shape in varying positions.
 A nice, funny line creating a caterpillar
 Movement. At least I thought so.
 
 The girl and I started talking, 
 And I was happy that I met her.
 People still need people, 
 quite a true sentence, 
 Still, it makes a  sense.
 
 She had dark hair and  
 Heavy glasses on, and 
 That is all I could think of her now
 She was the first in line, and then 
 She got the call
 And suddenly a bright smile, 
 "I’m so glad we met!”
 
 I almost sensed that 
 I forgot her now, as
 I am writing these words
 But I felt happy too,
 Especially at that moment
 Nothing more, nothing less, just a smile
 People still need people
 quite a true sentence
 And I felt grateful inside.
 
 While coming home, I called a taxi
 The driver nodded with a full smile
 “Muslim?” “Assalamu Alaikum.”
 The greetings of peace.
 
 I felt happy for a simple, trivial moment
 People still need people in many ways
 That sentence entirely made a sense today.

Premium Member President Tweety Bird

I’m Tweety Bird and ‘I tawt I taw a puddy tat,’
But what I mean, Trump’s nightmares fear a democrat,
I’m as yellow as your hair, tweet,
Feel sure you dye it fair, tweet,
Vulgar antics towards opponents, shows lack of morality
Fake tan, untruths, arrogance and more, sadly your totality.

Become a mature American leader Mr. President,
Your unacceptable rapport with world leaders has evil intent,
Sorry, you are just a reality show,
A favour, take a bow and go,
You fuel Racism, Feminism, Semitism, encourage Supremacists,
Build a wall, which Mexicans dig under, such a hedonist!  

President-elect Tweety Bird, stop your victimization, it’s become boring,
Debateable If you possess, any political finesse, for war hoping?
Hurriedly looking for a vaccine,
I Tweety Bird, first in line,
Side effect, maybe both of us losing our yellow fluff!
Would discuss climate change, but know you’ve abandoned this, rough!
Form: Limerick


Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way

HR girl called me "sir" today,
like I'm already a memory.
Fifty years of diesel and grit,
smoke I choked on willingly.

Mirror showed a man who’d quit
somewhere down the road.
No ring, no porch, no one left
to notice so I let go.

Left my keys there on the floor,
walked out, didn't slam the door.
Not chasing peace,
just trying to settle the score.

A middle-aged ghost
in a linen-white shirt,
looking for the place
where the ending won't hurt.

Down where the law's a rumor,
down where the truth's a lie —
Cartel country is a good place to die.

Celaya to Ecatepec,
a ditch, a wreck, a warning sign.
Tijuana salt and tequila —
A man hanging from a bridge
wasn't the first in line.

San Salvador, a bar, a girl
who asked me where I'm from.
"Not where I should be" —
we danced till the night was done,
while kids threw dice on cobblestone.

A middle-aged ghost
in a linen-white shirt,
looking for the place
where the ending won't hurt.

Down where the law's a rumor,
down where the truth's a lie —
Cartel country,
an easy place to die.

Colima's pits, Acapulco's ghosts,
men hollowed out like empty coasts.
Honduras streets, Guatemala's heat —
I keep walking toward whatever I'll meet.

A middle-aged ghost,
run out of road to hide.
If death wants me,
I won't run — I'll just step aside.

Down where the law's a rumor,
down where the truth's a lie —
Cartel country is where I'll die.
Form: Lyric

Funny Numbers

Funny Numbers
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

2 Whom it may
Concern
Numb I have suffered
And by God done I am
Lord.. 
So many characters 
Too many teachers
Yell and try to tell
How to sauce 
The spice of life
By virtue
Two are true
So boo woo
And I am just 
A baby day old.
Two you fall in love
4 you will rue
They break your heart
In 25 pieces
And give you
Zero back.
It's the beginning
They four get
And it end's
Like 12th of never
Nevermind 
Some were I source
Yes eyesore's they were
They endangered species
They remember
And blame you 33 times.
B 4 U
Put them on ice
Have a double
And tot with no trouble.
Now a triple
And equal them
To zero.
I once went to supper
We eight
The food was dumb
Their woman beautiful.
Even 11 is even
If you hush out 1
Now I am one
Goin solo 
Not duo 
First in line
Sho go away
Want to be alone
Whimper somewhere else.
Icy C the sea
It's my album.
I start my life
To count
Up to five.
I know the abc
A B C
It's incredible code.
I am no 123456789
Use the calculator
Electric arithmetic
One in a billion
Nor the first
I count on me' self
Digit fidget fiddle
The credit or debit
Switch don't twiddle
A stitch saves nine
Overdrafted with
NineTea six
Needles and pins
Arithmetic rhythm
Hum de wow
After 5 minutes
Hum de whaa.
Caught 22
You get it ...
Make that change
You with 007 figure ?  .. 
Copyright relax ..
Odd man very odd
You will be 66 and
Still outstanding gold.
Zero zero seven
I give you 10 
from 10.
But I ..
A Adam
Eye for one
Be the first 1
In A billion.

2 Whom it may concern
So now you happy
You know me
Or You.
Form: ABC

Premium Member Remembering Pam

I can’t believe it’s been a year since she’s passed away,
But the memories I have keep her alive in my heart.
I always thought that I’d see her again someday,
But I guess life got in the way and kept us apart.

I regret the fact that I didn’t take the time to keep in touch.
She was always a good friend to when we were younger.
We went to different schools, but attended the same church.
We always had a lot to talk about when we were together.

I had a crush on her from the very beginning,
But I’m quite certain that she never even knew.
I enjoyed her company because she love many things
And she saw the bright side of everything, too.

When we were in high school, we went on a retreat.
It was a church event with many of our friends.
Pam was so excited about all the people she’d meet
She could hardly sit still during the whole weekend.

One of the fondest memories of my time spent with her
Is from Sunday, July Tenth, Nineteen Eighty-Eight.
We went on a day trip to an amusement park together.
It was one of the best times I’ve ever had on a date.

Pam was eager to go on all of the rides.
She wasn’t afraid to be the first in line.
I was very happy to spend the day by her side,
And quite fortunate to call her a friend of mine.

Pam was the kind of person who always smiled.
One of the things I miss most is her laugh.
She always made others feel worthwhile.
Pam was the friend that everyone was glad to have.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member GRATITUDE DOMINOES

To begin this new year…a year of uncertainty…
a year, like every year, where I don’t know what’s in store…
I’ve decided to begin each day by writing down 
something I am grateful for.

I have found while dancing through life’s beautiful
but sometimes intricate and difficult ballet
remembering at least one thing I am grateful for
is a great way to start each day.

I find this works like dominoes because when I touch on something I am grateful for…
be it large or small
It leans against another memory and then…more memories fall.

And as the dominoes ease into each other
and more thoughts or memories are viewed…
before I know it I find myself…awash in gratitude.

What makes this morning practice special…what makes it truly great 
is knowing tomorrow when I wake up…another row of dominoes await.

So that’s my plan from here on out…before I write a single poem
before rhyming words I attempt to interlace
I shall take a moment to write down one thing that puts a smile on my face.

I have do doubt every now and then I’ll repeat myself 
but do not let my repeated words be misconstrued…
that’s just the way it works with dominoes of gratitude.

And so I begin this new year with the first domino I see…
It’s the one that’s always first in line…
I’m thankful for my family.
© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

SADIE

SADIE

For me, this is so hard to say
One of my daughter's dogs passed away
I never had a pet or dog of any kind in my life
This time we had five dogs living with us
And they are all a special delight
Sadie had her own kind of personality
And she had this one special specialty
Whenever her brothers or sister walked near
They all made sure they stayed clear
Sadie always loved the food that we ate
Sometimes my daughter tells me she is gaining
To much weight
I think one of her favorite food was the doughnuts
I guess she considers this her bonus
She always wanted to be the first in line
And make sure none of the doughnuts were left behind
If I walked from the kitchen to the living room
Sadie would have to see if I had any food to consume
When she started her way to heaven in front of me
I didn't know I had so many tears in me
And I knew anytime Sadie was going to be pain-free
When I said my last goodbyes
I cried and cried
It had to be one of my toughest goodbyes
Saying goodbye with her eyes wide open
It will be in my life of one of the toughest times
Sadie, you gave me that special love
That no other dogs could give
I know God is calling
You will leap with open arms in heaven
And finally, your pain and suffering will be released

Sadie love you always Grandpa

copyright Anthony Speranza year posted 2024
Form: Rhyme

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