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It hurt me to know I died today..
I hurt me to know its by the
Hands of someone who swore
To protect me.
It hurts to know that my daughter
Grows up with a dad. I've made my
Mistakes but why did my life end?
It hurts to know that racism still exist
Did MLK march for equality and freedom?
My air flow was constricted, my hearing
Going in and out, my eye sight faded away
I saw the light but was scared to go.
It hurts me to know I was recorded for
My final hour, for proof I understand, but
Why didn't anyone help me?
I hurts me to know my lifeless body
A lifeless soul laid on the pavement built
By my ancestors and still no one helped
Me..
When spring is here,
Baseball is near.
Nigh April 1,
Season’s begun.
Opening day
‘Cross USA.
From Young(1) to Spahn(2),
Pitchers were drawn.
The Babe(3) or Hank(4)
Home runs they’d crank.
Hits by Cobb(5), Mays(6)
Filled summer days.
Decades of games,
Other stars’ names.
Legends in fall;
Baseball—good call!
Footnotes:
(1) Denton True “Cy” Young, a right-handed pitcher who played for teams in
the National League and American League between 1890 and 1911, won
more games (511) than any other person in U.S. Major League history.
U.S. Major League Baseball’s top award for pitchers is named after him.
(2) Warren Edward Spahn, a left-handed pitcher who played for several teams
in the National League between 1942 and 1965, won more games (363)
than any other lefty in U.S. Major League history, despite missing three
full seasons (1943-45) serving with distinction in the U.S. Army during
World War II.
(3) A reference to George Herman “Babe” Ruth Jr., who hit 714 career home
runs (HRs) between 1915 and 1935 while playing for teams in the National
League and American League.
(4) Henry Louis “Hank” Aaron hit 755 round-trippers (HRs) between 1954
and 1976 while playing for teams in the National League and American
League.
(5) Tyrus Raymond “Ty” Cobb accumulated at least 4,189 hits (second all-time
in U.S. Major League history) playing in the American League from 1905
until 1928.
(6) Willie Howard Mays Jr. collected 3,283 hits playing in the National League
from 1951 until 1973.
I knew justice was a myth
The first time I heard about trayvon martin
Killed over skittles
His killer
George zimmerman
Acquitted
He became a celebrity
And trayvon
He became another statistic
Another black kid
Erased by the system
He didn't get justice
I knew justice was a myth
When tamir rice
A 12 Yr old boy
Killed for playing with a toy
He was a kid doing what kids did
But I guess that doesn't apply
When your a black child
His killer
A white racist police officer
Was he punished?
Of course not I mean especially
When your white and benefit
From the system
He resigned
Then a couple of years later
Was hired
As a probationary officer for a different city
And then resigned from that position
Imagine having the privilege
To kill a kid
Then get away with it
But still have job options
Because apparently when you kill
A black kid
You get rewarded
Justice doesn't exist
Otherwise I wouldn't be making this
Where somehow the victim
Is not the innocent black kid
But the racist who killed him
Justice Is a myth
Something I don't know will ever exist
Something us black people will never experience
I Don't think I'll ever find peace
Without the existence of justice
But the hope I Lost has accepted it
But I will never stop fighting
For equality
And no matter how tiring
This fight is
I will make it my mission to get justice
Because us black people deserve it
No justice, no peace
In my personal political library
of capital invested thoughts
about healthier attachment
through co-invested feelings,
Sit-Spot sets
gold lettered Wisdom of Laotse,
Neighboring George Lakoff's
The Political Mind
growing freedom toward
Laotse's YangLeft
liberal strength of repurposed thoughts
for recycling wealthy health co-governance,
And Frances Moore Lappe
and Adam Eichen's
aching Daring Democracy
on his climatic YinRight
conservational intent
for sacred Green WaterBearer Sanctuary.
How could I not have earlier noticed
this empowering alphabetical liberation
co-incidence
of climate co-governing resilience?
Sacred Economic Promise
merely setting statically hoarding dust
here on my shelves
waiting for climate restoring notice,
then commitment,
then multigenerational solidarity
of memory and re-imagination,
creation and re-creation,
intellectual curiosity
and co-empathetic courage,
alpha-rhythmic interest
and slow-growing omega co-investment,
Power
reciting co-empowerment,
light
revealing cooperative enlightenment,
weavings
unraveling reweavings,
frames
blending reframes,
stages
inviting perennial ages,
history
retelling culturally emotived power stories
In my personal political library
of useful commodity-infested thoughts
A Guardian interview
In the Guardian this morning
A man, who is also rich, has written a book
about women and relationships
Apparently, he is a psychologist as well
The man is wildly successful, the paper
reserved several pages to sing his praise
It tells us that women love successful men
That leaves out 95% of men who are not
successful, but do get married to women
who love them
Galloway is his name, but he is not our
George, his book is aimed at a class of people
that has yet to discover the real world
His book is also anti-feminist, as women are
regarded as a price to those who are
economically success full
In her lifetime, a cow produces
Two hundred thousand glasses of milk
Wow, she must be a total wreck
After a hundred I surely would wilt
Your average domestic cat bombs along
At about thirty-one miles an hour
Especially if that old family dog, Rover
Is attempting her hide to devour
Did you know that a young George W
Was once a cheerleader in college
I'll bet your life is now finally complete
Since learning this choice bit of knowledge
People spend over three and a half years
Whiling away their time on the can
Headstones should be shaped like toilet bowls
And also be equipped with a fan
There's a town in PA called Intercourse
I wonder what prompted the townsfolk
To call their town such a provocative name
Was it just their idea of a joke
Studies show most Australian women
Will have sex on the very first date
Booking my ticket tomorrow morning
Heard the climate there is great
The favourite place next the bedroom
Is having steamy sex in a car
I'm writing this poem from the back seat
Of my gorgeous Nissan GT-R
A thousand birdies die each year
From smashing headlong into windows
Sure not the smartest of God's little creatures
Just one step up from a minnow
Okay, just one more of these silly facts
Then I really must take my leave
You're able to lose weight just smelling bananas
Got a million more up my sleeve!
© Jack Ellison 2013
ELIOT PHRASIS 11
In the sight of sunset,general
languor,a sense of depression
with intermittent rain,dark purple
under a clouded sky.In season and
out,a lingering hesitant process
of imagination paints the
commonplace.Pleasure seems so
slight,sorrow,duty and endurance
so sombre,colouring habits of
simple ease seduced into a complex
symbolic style.Then, a far sweeter
expression of a temporal kind,
a living presence,the sublimest
picture of easy grace,this
attitude of the unconscious
runs wild with freedom.
From George Eliot Journal& Letters 1885
Listen to me read this phrasis quartet on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
I Hear He’s A Loser
I am from the USA
Where it’s okay to be gay
Not that I am, but if they say
That I am, it’s hearsay
Appointed first LGBT
NY third district officially
Congressman George Santos
United for Trump, how he boasts
Serving out his term as Lawmaker
Donations, a big taker
Republican, his shameless fabulism
Denies all fabrication, all criticism
Felonies up to his neck
In without a background check
How did he slip through the cracks?
Finally caught dead in his tracks
He made his own situation dire,
liar liar pants on fire.
I Hear He’s A Winner!
Ron DeSantis is
Florida’s governor and his
Plans for filing with the FEC
To beat Trump for presidency
On May twenty-fifth, he’ll give his rattle
On his intense running battle
Once you are known for lying
Then everything you say is trying
If not, and he wins, we’ll be crying
Let’s see if he passes the loser test
I give him all my best!
DeSantis is known to surprise even his closest allies with last-minute changes. #5
Trump frequently accused DeSantis of neglecting his job as governor -#1
"A really bad politician," Trump said. "Enjoy the trip, Ron!"
To qualify as a loser:
1. He doesn’t have a job or career goals -CHECK
2. He lies about everything - CHECK
3. He uses excuses instead of solutions when something goes wrong - CHECK
4. He has nothing to talk about -CHECK
5. He doesn’t have any friends or family who like him -CHECK
May 10, 2023 · US congressman George Santos, who ran for office on an embellished biography, has been charged with a wide range of felonies including fraud. The 34-year-old LAWMAKER, who has admitted to being...UPDATE Sixth congressman ever to be expelled in the nation's history on 12/1/23.
Phillis
A slave bought by rich man named John Wheatley lived with his family
She had 3 children
Married a man who treated her badly
Lover of books and words was taught how to read and write a very bright child
Who felt sad when her host adopted family died leaving her all alone
Had her book of poetry published in England, published in 1773
Came back to America wrote a poem General George Washington
All her life she wanted to be in a family, publishing of her poems works
Resident of Boston Massachusetts
Wheatley
6/15/2022
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2022
She’s not exactly a stunner
Or a beauty contest top-runner.
Sometimes she slips up on grammar.
But is that a reason to damn 'er?
Some men want gold and not copper,
And more often than not come a cropper.
George married a pretty blue stocking.
That divorce case, how horribly shocking.
Giles got hitched to a bunny,
Who soon hopped off with his money.
Cyril, with his eye for good looks,
Is now happy with someone who cooks.
Poor Herbert fell for a hooker,
And then most sadly mistook 'er
For his faithful, his heaven-sent wife.
(In fact, they were hell-bent on strife).
Such examples truly are many.
You can get two belles for a penny.
But I’ll keep to good-hearted Jenny.
Plain Jenny, you’ll do for a life.