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Let me tell you what love is
now this is just my perception
I don't need the money
just having you by my side
that's my blessing
let me learn you a lesson
this right here is for the women & fellas
If you In love
you might have bad times
but trust me it's gonna get better
ask questions bout ya woman
let her know that you care
make her forget all her problems
and tell her you'll always be there
now don't stress the arguments
every couple fusses & fights
threw all the drama I'm still
yours at the end of the night
now I'm only 24 but I was
taught by the best
to love ya woman till
in ya heart nothing is left
I know some of y'all hearing it
most of y'all feeling it
but this just my perception
of what love is.
You have to admit that the online world is one of competition
You have to seriously stand out to gain popularity and recognition
To create and design applications that grabs at the heart of the people
This is a task and a responsibility that would only seem simple
You have to have the time and the staff to be able to do so
You would need the money and willing sponsors for the growth
Let's not mention the reviews and opinions of others as well
You would also need a couple of in-app purchases to help it sell
Staying on top of all the registered complaints is also what it entails
Being smart enough to have a back up plan if it isn't successful enough
To be a top notch app developer, man it must be tough.
They all seek our votes and promise change when they are elected,
And to correct the follies of their predecessors, but just as we expected,
Once they attain that exulted office and the trappings they deem are due,
They feel they have to govern the world and not the likes of me and you!
They traipse about this troubled orb seeking fame and adulation,
Forgetting that their first responsibility is that of caring for this nation!
They're generous with our money - never mind that we need the money here,
To care for our homeless, jobless and hungry who need that help so dear!
They involve us in senseless wars, sapping our precious blood and treasure!
Alas, orphans and widows are left to wonder why - so sad by any measure.
They strive to solve the problems and get involved in other nations' affairs,
Wouldn't it be swell if they stayed at home and attended to our cares!
Some seem concerned about redefining and protecting borders of other nations.
Gee, wouldn't it be novel to protect our country's borders from illegal violations!
Some seem more concerned about protecting terrorists' constitutional rights!
Never mind that they killed many innocent folks with those horrendous flights!
Seems to me that Presidents have enough to worry about here at home,
Rather than trying to solve other nations' plights as about the world they roam!
They'd find enough to keep them busy here if they'd take the time to look.
I'd like a President who'd govern this nation in accordance with the oath he took!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
You look great in those boots
But can you walk
Walk all over me
Straight up to your thighs
One kiss and I’ll surely die
Come on, give me the eye
No point asking why
Okay, I want inside you
Five hundred dollars doesn’t lie
You can say you love me
That way, we’ll both get by
Life is so short between your thighs
Do you feel it
Deep inside
Makes you want to cry
I know you hate me
But you made the pact
Now it’s time to act
You look great in those boots
But can you walk
Walk all over me
Now it’s the talking part
Two strangers, heart-to-heart
Truths and lies
Smokes and why’s
I need to see you in my mind, you’ll get me through the tough times
You need the money
Seems rather funny, no money where I’m going
How about you, kids and all
How we fall
Two people in the night
Just getting through
As you do
Your boots on the floor
The last glimpse as I close the door.
It’s raining, death on the hill
No time for the final kill
You did look great in those boots
Will you walk for the final time
All over me.
Honey, I bought a rose for you to prove that all things die
But even in death they live on that's why i bent my knee and smiled
you to remember
happier times
you to remember
happier times
Honey i wrote a note for you to prove I'm still alive
With a polaroid photo to bring memories to light
you to remember
happier times
you to remember
happier times
Honey don't cry
If else then
Live more life than I've lived
Tribute me with acts of true joy that money cannot give
Our laughter filled the air like the rainbows of little kids
Reanimate me through comedy the crucifix of your banes
We sang through our sorrows and laughed through our pains
And if you may remember me in lonesome silence and grief
There's a piece of me I've left in you to treasure and relive
Like recitations
"I need the money honey..."
Standing under the hot summer sun
on the asphalt too hot to touch
start right here the boss does say
two feet wide and four feet down
you stare across the parking lot
you have to dig to the other side
a pick and shovel are all you have
and a long hard job to do
take the pick and swing it down
and feel it hit right to your soul
again and again you swing that pick
till you loose a little bit
then with the shovel try to lift
a piece too big and it falls off
break it up with the pick
into pieces you can lift
digging down it all harder gets
no room to swing no room to lift
and two feet down you hit hardpan
learn it has been easy until then
swinging a pick in the hot summer sun
the long hot days together run
you need the money and the job
digging a hole in the hot summer sun
This poem was published in issue seven of Dual Coast magazine
the black bird came to me
perched on my ledge
and told me
that he was there
on behalf of his master
the grim reaper
as my name was on his list
and it was time for me to go
I pleaded for more time
he said
sorry chap beyond my pay grade
so to speak
prepare to meet God
this evening at midnight
and if you are lucky
you will go to the good place
if unlucky
you will be going to the bad place
if you give me 10,000 dollars
I can help you get on the right list
but I need the money now
I paid the corrupt bird from hell
and prepared to meet my fate
that late date
His proposal
Darling will you marry me? I’ll love you for eternity
With honour and hope all of my life, I want to make you my wife
My worldly goods will be yours and I’ll cherish you forever
In sickness and in health, I will leave you never.
Darling this is the best honeymoon, I have ever been on.
Do you know where my golf clubs are? They seem to have gone.
No you can’t go shopping we cannot afford
I have payments to make on my holiday abroad
Darling I need a shirt for tonight’s dinner,
I’m going to the golf clubs for the awards for the winner
No, you don’t need a new outfit, that one you have on will do
Why do you want a new one, that apron really suits you.
Darling we need the money that’s why you do the dishes
If I could afford to have you with me, it would grant me all my wishes.
My shoes need cleaning, I need clean underwear too
I don’t know why you haven’t done them you seem to have nothing to do.
Darling the grass needs cutting why have you left it so long
I think you should do it now, while I just listen to this song
You always say you are tired but I really don’t know why,
You only work twelve hours a day and that’s no reason to cry.
I have something precious that money cannot buy, no matter how hard you try to convince me that money can make me happy, I would be living a lie if I sit by your side without a dime in my purse and continue to work in the dirt, that is not what I mean, I need the money to fulfill a part of my dream but it cannot make me happy.
I still cannot believe that it is true, that you have searched the whole world through and you could not find a single one that you can understand, and when the nights gets cold you wrap a towel around your soul and walked out in the snow and let the night air penetrates your skin and somewhere in the universe, your soul mate is playing a different rhythm.
I just cannot hold back the tears, when I check your hang out spot and see that you are not there. I have waited so long for you to come and the daily wait makes me feel like a village on the run, wasted time cannot be regained and the long wait has cause me so much pain; I don’t know if I will ever live the life that I was destined to live, other than the life that has caused me so much pain and misery.
Sometimes I feel like a clown sailing between the clouds, moving from cities to town, avenues and streets singing songs of yesterday while I watch the people go astray and the clock keeps ticking away.
I have orbit the globe more than a hundred times, searching for something that is on my mind. I think about it from time to time and I just cannot erase it from my mind. Shall I wait for you here or shall I wait at another place, I have waited here from sunrise to sun down and still you have not come around, I no number to call or the address for the city hall, I will let nature follow the course and when the time I will go through the door and hold destiny by its hand.
I thought we had an understanding of a mutual deal in the making and the binding contract that cannot be broken, why am I still here waiting; there must have been some misunderstanding, if you listen carefully you can hear the musical strings singing they are in perfect harmony.
I will force myself from underneath the clouds and go out and buy some new clothes and change the place where I stay for a new promotion is coming my way. I will wait for a few more days and if you don’t come I will go my own way and I hope that we will cross path someday.
She was sold for three trillion dollars.