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Military Industrial Complex out to enslave the masses/
Save your asses from these genocidal, dangerous facists/
They’re releasing gaseous anthrax to take breath outta me/
Our Social Security Numbers are used for their death lottery/
The Bermuda Triangle is a training zone used to sink your ships/
Satellites equipped with death rays at the illumanti’s fingertips/
Mandatory brainwashing techniques used to baffle vets/
Coded messages with the withheld thirty letters of the alphabet/
Biparty electoral system to disguise true dictatorship/
Hitler alive and well and in charge of ‘Project Paperclip’/
Freemasons blast at the ozone layer with fatal contaminants/
Preparing the atmosphere for the coming of alien inhabitants/
Race of supermen nourished by Roswell’s special consumption/
Induction to secret society through extraterrestrial abduction/
Production of mass destruction is at the heart of industry/
Tracking devices in our teeth through the art of dentistry/
Nano technological implants inserted in our lymph nodes/
Knowing our position through twenty dollar bar strip codes/
Satan’s army convenes in a pentagram shaped Aryan facility/
West Nile used to test mosquitoes’ disease carrying ability/
Medical teams with tainted vaccines swirl death over a nation/
This elite squad of assassins is the World Health Organization/
Testing AIDS and Ebola viruses on unwitting third world subjects/
With unheard success, perfect murders with no unfurled suspects/
Don’t look at me like that! I’m not paranoid! Take heed I say!/
One out of ten emcees on this board really work for the C.I.A/
They’re all around us and their true intention’s malevolent/
Inspecting the internet searching for the dissenting element/
Video games aren’t irrelevant. Here evil is really resident/
Look how fast they silence me if I say ‘Kill the Pres..
Form:
Cat Facts
Cats have been known to bark at night in Indonesia
People there don’t like them and find them pretentious
For insomnia cats count lives, 9 if I’m not mistaken
If you throw cats from airplanes they won’t die
Provided the planes are parked on runways
And the cats are tossed, ever so gently, like Frisbees
Little kittens don’t get breast augmentations
Implants can be dangerous and costly
They are too young and parents won’t approve
And none of them have pockets
Cats prey at night. Mice pray also
For cannibals in Indonesia and peace in the Middle East
They pray for cats to run away and play with birds
If a cat is thrown hard, off a very high building
Say, into the ocean, will it fly or die?
Reliable sources say don’t try. We don’t know why
If you want to continue with your marriage
Keep your kiddie low and dry
Though cats can swim they prefer a sauna and a lunch
Preferably fresh milk, fish, then sleeping on the lawn
Cats don’t need money for their food
Again, they don't have pockets
Humans do everything for free
They love their cats, because cats are actually in charge
Cats don’t get sunburns in Florida
They hide under cars and trees
And are not as dumb as you might think
Cats get their way, by saying just one word, ..…Meow
In Indonesia they bark
Beware if you find yourself in a dark dank place
You may become the prey of Old Schnozz Face
Don't bother spraying him with a can of mace
He's a Vampiric creature of the Mosquito race
I detest the sound of his buzz buzzing in my ear
When in bed, that irksome droning sound I hear
That long needle nose is a grotesque thing to fear
I'd put something in his bag that came from a pee'er!
"Mosquito Man, why do you bother wearing pants?"
His reply came across as more angry whirring rants.
If their needles break, can mosquitoes get implants?
He just landed on a painting, one of my Rembrandts
It's way past time for me to put this skeletal pest away
The plan I have in mind will put an end to him, I pray
I've been bitten and harassed for the last time today
I'm taking out the big gun to fry him with a gamma ray!
Ahoy
I am The Pirate King, My Tattoo summons a Dragon with a AI spirit and cybernetic implants that shoots lasers out of his eyes.
Diamond of Czechia Mob boss of Chicago and Zlin Czechia Kelly Pink Diamonds my divine Celtic warrior queen sings with a sirens call. Her voice as an angel draws me in my dreams across the ocean toward my certain doom. I serve as Ambassador of King Jesus and am The Bard and Pirate King of Chicago Mob boss of Czechia Ruler of new Chicago servant of the living Lord Yeshua Son of God Almighty. My dragon summoned by pure faith in God shoots lasers out its eyes yet even I am no match for Kelly Pink Diamond Queen of Bohemia Czechia Mob Boss Angel Of Lord Jesus Christ and fellow Ambassador of King Yeshua Lord of Lords and King of Kings.
Ahoy Trust in Jesus.
Who will sponsor me The artist
For the artworks I would do
Will Defense machine the science
Weird wrong thing outdo
For what is devaluation
For what is Army doctrine
If to see with eyes of other
Rather I with my eyes 'd seen
Will machine admit it's wrongly
Will connecting stop the dots
Will it stop process of implants
Will it doubt we're bots
Will Machine Defense have values
Those and these that are true
Will it rightfully acknowledge
Will it sense and point pursue
Will it base demands of others
Will it dignity maintain
What should I do
What should I do
TO construct correctly main
Will it eligible be for dialogue
Will its secreteveness stop
If in all the operations
I am also kinda OP
There's no poems for the soldier
Soldier is about war
But what if that devaluation
Is for real our foe
War on systems
War on values
Wrongly values they define
Governemnt Agency exisiting
Issues for this sorta fine
Buisness frugal
Thus AI so
Take the jobs away from us
But in real scale the truth is
Jobs these kind aren't much fun
Senseless actions
AND enthropic
Quality of act we crave
Can we
Really
Reckon, can we
TO correct path the path pave
Sense and point
And the MEANING
Wanna play another inning?
I perormed the HOMERUN
Homeland Secuirty
Nothing really is IDEAL
And relative is Purity
Of this imperfect DIAMOND
My dear RAYMOND
Colors of Confusion
Red
Orange
Yellow
Green
Blue
Blue, I feel blue as I stare into an idea confused by the new:
Divided States of America.
Formally the United States of America.
Epstein’s dead, suicide they said…
Hollywood’s elite, they are all creeps.
Antifa/BLM cynical groups that believe Police are criminals.
Trump was President, it was pinnacle; a miracle that we survived in a country divided by hate.
What is the real mission of the politicians?
It’s the have and the have not’s, the keeping up with the Joneses era.
The Carbonaro effect.
The Media implants these thoughts of sorts, controlled by technology we are robots
Looking for a hotspot, wifi, somebody let me in, let me online.
We have gone mad, it’s sad.
Slaves, modern day slaves to tik tok, instagram, Facebook, such crooks robbing us of human interactions.
What’s the attraction?
Twittered Via Chilled Wren
At Valley Forge, Pennsylvania
Prior carte blanche to confessing illicit
extra-marital affair
I embolden tomb ache
elicit, and baldly bare
faced laid out some
of the sordid details clear
embarrassed at one escapade
in particular constituting dear
peppy's questing randy romping caper
necessitating vigilance 'ere
a park ranger, (or other unsuspecting
winter weather way
Farer attired in gear
adequately bundled
cold as a witch's tit
seasoned trooper)
reluctantly repeated here
(unforgettable if only be
cause this "FAKE" Casanova ace
thee Missus i.e.wife)
did conversationally chase
beseeched, hen pecked,
and implored me NOT to erase
boot to recount with (itty bitty)
Monty Python glory, a straight face,
that one particular amazingly grace
obviously penned up,
and not in the write
mind (pre poetry daze),
which scurrilous anecdote
did (and still does) in vite
guffawing, sans
peculiar public philandering,
with atavistic cave man
designs tried to unite
where daunting phallus spite
confronting Arctic Vortex when right
lee let loose from pants
froze like a little popsicle quite
purposely remained flaccid
leaving me in a penile plight
when trying to hump
(standing up like a good Knight
comically ridiculous travesty)
With Barbara B****, light
of adventurous Green Beret spirit, the
Unabashed MILF about average height
fifty years, whose busty bosom
silicone breast implants
tell tale viz radiation
and chemo therapy fight
(resulting from post
Ductal Carcinoma in situ)
needless to tell
nary an erectile spell
Asper tinker soldier
tailor spy didst quell
basic animal instinct,
and feral gonadal horniness
with intent to consummate sexual intercourse
according tummy ought to occur,
cuz that blustery air
mirroring said day when hell
nearly froze over invoking
intervention from Cain and/or Abel.
Thus when prick remained
limp and nearly frost bitten
(at a boulder christened cock rock),
aye frostily smitten
slogging wet sneakers, thru
knee high snow...now, no mo' tubby written.
Form:
Truth is not flexible
though often stretched
if not totally perverted--
the liar a master
manipulator of words
and people:
I listen to the politician
stretch both sides of his mouth,
the serpent tongue
not always visible
behind expensive implants,
but the scent
is a giveaway.
They marry their deceits;
butcher their enemies
(it takes a heart to care,
and a sense of soul
to register guilt)
leaving their victims
in the gutter for the public
to bury
a warning!
Grotesque portraits of the
great distance from heaven
Godless men will travel
to solidify dominion
over those weaker.
They prize themselves
where once were
Genuine Pulitzers;
but time heals all wounds--
and time resurrects
those wrongly crucified,
before their ascension
(kicking and screaming)
will drag their murderers
down into hell for just
reward:
What they always wanted--
Terms without limits….
I OPENED A DOOR,
TO A TIME AND PLACE.
WITH A CYBORG LECTURE,
ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE.
A YOUNG LOOKING COUPLE
ALL DRESSED IN WHITE.
WALKED ON TO THE STAGE.
WITH INTENT TO DELIGHT.
I WELCOME YOU LADIES
AND GENTLEMEN.
LIFE AS A CYBORG,
IS ABOUT TO BEGIN.
TO OPEN THIS LECTURE
LET ME JUST SAY.
OUR TWENTY FIRST CENTURY
IS HEADED THIS WAY.
I SAY IT'S YOUR FUTURE,
JUST TO SET THE STAGE,
TO ENSURE WE'RE ALL,
ON THE VERY SAME PAGE.
NANO TECHNOLOGY
IS HERE TO STAY.
IT'S ADVANTAGEOUS
IN MANY AWAY.
MICRO CHIPS
AND IMPLANTATION,
WILL COVER THE WORLD.
INCLUDING OUR NATION.
THOSE WHO ARE WEALTHY
WILL HAVE THE CHANCE.
TO STEP FORWARD
AND MAKE THE ADVANCE.
MICRO IMPLANTS
ATTACHED TO YOUR BRAIN.
MAKE THOSE WITHOUT
SIMPLY INSANE.
UNIVERSAL COMPUTERS,
WILL CONNECT EVERYONE.
FOR MORTAL BEINGS
LIFE WILL BE DONE.
LIFE AS YOU KNOW IT,
IS ABOUT TO CHANGE.
A THOUSAND YEARS
AT THIS TIME, IS THE RANGE.
IMMORALITY
IS IN YOUR HANDS.
SET YOUR SIGHTS
AND MAKE YOUR PLANS.
NEVER AGAIN
BE CONCERNED ABOUT TIME.
WITH TODAY'S TECHNOLOGY
YOU LIVE LIFE IN YOUR PRIME.
HEARING THESE WORDS
I WAS VERY IMPRESSED.
AFTER SOME THOUGHT
A LITTLE BIT LESS.
HOW MANY ADVENTURES.
WILL I EVER GET TIRED.
NO TELLING WHAT HAPPENS
WHEN BEINGS ARE WIRED.
13082020
Tongue in Bloody Cheek
Cheek on tongue he slithers on abundant wilful slime
Checks in with teeth of timeless throaty choking curse
A serpent snail an earth worm fiery dragon in disguise
He cuts the chase incises to the point of razor’s gash
Knows his lingo carves positions through his acid battles
Penetrates fissures of inherent gripping gashing strokes
Battle critique and arguments for combat shed bloody ooze
Serrated edges dribble from articulated uttered discourse
Words can kill as they prepare the ground for deeds and action
Follow seamlessly draped in gusts of gut and gory shrapnel
Prepare the field of poppies sprouting over groans of bones
Make a meal oblige culpability on cumber lands’ sickly sauce
He takes the rough with the smothered smooth and from
the camel’s needled mouth delivers one final twisted slaughter
An eye for an eye tooth for tooth tete-a-tete and tit for tatty tat
He lies in mourning finely tattered slipped from blade’s double ridge
When doctrine implants demise of reason inculcates self-righteous venom
Toxic spittle engulfs gloopy scum as he dies by his very own skewed skewer
20th June 2018