Long Moneyed Poems

I don’t have the financial muscle
To wrestle the American State President intellectually
If the truth be told ;
I don’t have half enough in my savings account
To ridicule the financial dry seasons I went through to this...

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abuse, age, discrimination, health, introspection, lonely, old,

Customs To Getting Old  ©


There are very ingrained customs noted when getting old
Getting accustomed to old age is not one of them
One has to be blessed with 65...

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Unquotable quotes: Witch-Doctors and Tribal Headmen – XXV (Part Two)

Which Asian “King” would crown himself “Emperor” during an elaborate theatrical ceremony while facing and exhorting the ruins of his Illustrious Ancestor’s capital?
Which commoner army captain...

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I’m a boy living in a country where
We get emotional over every government move
And every government move is chartered over our emotions
Emotions are chastised whether it or let be
One trying to correct the wrong,
But nay,...

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responsibilities of “citizenry”

blanket statements are always 
made, be they flippant or 
completely genuine & until the
AI”s get their bugs worked out
(upon a time far in the non-
nuclear-war future), no doubt 
this error in us humans...

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concerning Iran (a brief letter to the american voter)

dear miss or mister
still-believing-in-the-“dream”---
which face that you see being displayed on your
screens, 
do you think will get us into a war with Iran
first?

will it be mr. hope...

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Dawn Forever Rising

It starts

Street lights fade
their tiny soft-winged tenants flee
checkerboard facades change
last night's illumined squares now dark
become but yesterday's portals
some polished
some weather streaked
all reaching to reflect first breath

Steam ascends from the city's vacuum
gratings rattle with...

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It was a night I'll always remember,
I've told this tale so oft,
Sometimes I forget, and on my 3rd repeat
My friends think my mind has gone soft

But it's way back, maybe "69,
I was but a teenager...

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The alleyways within the maze are paved with rats and mice.

Evangelists with moneyed fists collect the sacrifice

from losers scorned and rubes reborn, and promise paradise,

while in the back they cook some crack, inhale, and roll...

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Stray not to evil’s dark enticement,
Instead heed what is good,
Against what’s wrong, in the end bereavement,
For those who failed to stood.

Stray not to debauchery’s wild call,
Tis a short road to death,
A body must not have,...

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To All Mothers Everywhere
To all mothers
everywhere
Why do you part your legs
toward
the 21st Centaury
Didn’t you know
That the future is our final station
Where the monkey sits and waits
To collect
For a debt that has long been owed?
And he...

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Journey' End

Seeing Franklin in the Music City I realised it is my journey's end
If the goddess of wealth would rain money and generosities
I would live in Franklin with my three daughter's families
One is already living...

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There he goes again trying to pump up the small crowd  
in a shrill voice that could be irritatingly loud;
he talks too much and always likes to have the last word,
wanting people to believe...

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(Please! Donald! You Need Help!)

Yes, "Not invented here" it seems Trump's motto for today!
So, institutions long revered are taken out of play.
"What is not mine cannot be saved," the lesson through the noise,
The truth is...

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Wrinkles and twinkles and wind colored cheeks
callused old feelings well hidden

Take a ride in Old Vermont across the covered bridges
Wander through the woods of Maine on down east running ridges 
Stop and face the hard...

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How can we take pride in a country
that is sliding into dissolution and chaos?
We praise ourselves for ending slavery.
yet racial prejudice is still much with us.
We pay slave wages and refuse to change
the minimum wage...

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This world is ours to save (or stain with plagues of what is feared).
Wealth builds high fences, rapes beyond (its appetites all ‘Sins’),
truth smeared as pawns protect cruel thrones (make moneyed men man’s kings),
not nation’s...

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Alova ... 
she’s the leaven princess 
of oven bosom tear oppression

Her violet Persian neutering rug
has the sterile stench of
cougar mating feral aggression

It’s her purple passion
to Farsi emasculate with femme fatale hate
She’s a hardcase lover in...

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australia?

dear figurehead of the empire
whose puppet strings are pulled by the moneyed interests of the 
world & 
not just one nation,
how transparent can one be,
how audacious,
when demanding that all people across the periphery 
submit to...

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Waiting in Airports

A wait in an airport, if coming or going,
For business or pleasure, can’t match one’s return
To home fires, (for the greatest of ‘what might be’s’ embers
Can barely breathe light if you know Love...

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The nation in question is a world largest oil exporter
It citizens is be deprived of what she has
Involuntarily long queues from night 
In petrol stations till dawn outside the same stations
Makes the danfo drivers angry...

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The greatest hustler we will ever know
Is our wishful thinking
For something holy.
The deal on the table never really changes.
It has long grown old 
And curdled.
But we all take it as new.
And
How can I find my...

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The greatest hustler we will ever know
Is wishful thinking
For something holy.
The deal on the table never really changes.
It has long grown old 
And curdled.
But we all take it as new.
And
How can I find my balance...

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In Liverpool, England, there is one street containing 
all the Chinese restaurants, side to side, back to back
and stinking drain to sea.
where once a year,  twirling dragons pierce the afternoon air,
passing old men with...

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Hear the muttered snivel of our kids  
Puked away to gloom, twinge and disease 
Wrecked by creeds
To fulfill an antique mores 
Whose ruin is beyond scientific darn 

See the boulevards and the creeks ...

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