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people who are dead set on a political candidate
but cannot come up with a single reason
but get furious with red faces if you do not believe
are irritating to me, and I think brainwashed
there is a notorious TV station that I believe has subliminal clips
a station that has been brainwashing these people
day after day after day
making them believe in this character
a character without any agenda except hate
a misogynist bully who puts down everybody
a man who does not pay the little guy
who weasels out of it claiming bankruptcy
people who are dead set on this guy
do not know his agenda
because he does not have one
I fear America is not getting great.
It is getting silly
propaganda by subliminal clips
telling people who to vote for
I wish the TV sets would go down for three months
Attributed To Concerned parents
of Traumatized Refugee
Dear Fred and Mary Anne MacLeod Trump...
Posthumous belated tattered letter fragment
recently discovered (liberally sprinkled with
hyperbole (presumed for greater audacious
zealousness), sans accidentally acquired
by yours truly.
Miscellaneous personal item highly valued
when thwarted from auctioneer, whose gently
persuasion collectible merchandise requisitioned,
thence keepsake property perfunctory mandatorily forfeited.
Due compensation from sole male heir (me),
whose long since (resting in eternal
peace) papa suffered degradation,
humiliation and understandable lamentation
as a kid living in Flatbush.
Authorities and expert legal scholars
pieced together what probably comprised
a lengthy epistle rivaling the Epic of
Gilgamesh).
Recollection recounted torturous,
malicious, and flagitious mean spiritedness
visited upon the ambitious, cadaverous, and
timorous body electric high-jinxed introverted male,
whose abstemious, conscientious, and nutritious
dietary regime, could not forestall rigor mortis.
A postscript (purportedly penned prior to
once philosophical pensive poet's papa's passing)
stated that said personage felt bitterness,
disharmonious envious self loathing.
That grownup man known as mine father,
though once upon a time, said recently
anonymous deceased old fogey ironically
registered as an atrocious, cantankerous,
and egregious deplorable high school student.
Also, the author of what constitutes partial
opprobrious litany attests during his
idolatrous, notorious, and semiconscious
Arab zombie school daze.
THE BANDANA AND THE HAT
R.I.P Big Poppa,
Biggie Smallz Junior mafia,
One & only shot-stopper.
R.I.P Pac the Makavelli,
Amaru Shakur the legendary.
The two were a force, others secondary.
Notorious B.I.G was riding high 94,
Tracks rolling in and more in store.
The world was waiting for the outcome,
"Ready to Die" was the album,
But was he actually ready to die,
take a bow and cross the Nile
especially when he was conquering the world?
Their demise, to the entire universe, was odd.
Woe to the Compton gangs,
Orlando Anderson culpable of death fangs.
Even though Pac was fed by Death Row,
he never sign up for that death blow.
Despite "All Eyez On Me" and "Changes",
'cuffs and jail couldn't stop him from rockin' stages.
Despite "Me Against The World",
he still indelibly "Hit em up" like a god.
Woe to the Southside Crips,
Ghost of karma momentarily sleeps
but vows: "my .44 make sho' all y'all kids don't grow!"
Son of the gun, what's reaped is due to what you sow.
Thug Life witnessed a Thug Angel surrender to an attack,
That night, Black devils drove by in white Cardillac.
Cacophonous mongering hint the HAT had to pay.
Los Angeles, City of Angels whisked away
And extinguished B.I.G courtesy Billups,
godfather L.A.P. D officer hired to pull out all the stops...
Leaving all square and lifeless Biggie's corpse.
The world never forget the Bandana & the Hat;
They was young and dumb but they had heart.
September '96 stole the revolutionary from us,
The bandana finally stumbled on lost course
despite Kidada's love & Suge Knight's million dol$.
March '97 blacked-out Brooklyn-born Biggie,
Puffy or Faith couldn't keep him alive,what a pity!
R.I.P Biggie and Makavelli.
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©2022
Two scales must balance
for unfaulty and accurate evidence,
the relationship between God
and Humankind must stand;
where impetus winds originate,
there must be a justiciable cause
to sustain such a destructible impact
on those cunningly swerving from right.
Solutions need to be wisely thought out
before the next catastrophe occurs unexpectedly,
whoever makes a solemn promise for prosperity
must keep it or be called a person of deceit.
Who can hold a notorious liar in contempt:
when he smiles and puts on an appearance
different from that of morality, from whence
remorse will emerge for being impudent?
How credible is the trust of a charlatan
when he's in a drunken state and stutters
to convince himself he abstains from lies
and thinks his name is Bobby, not Brian?
A requisition for solutions spare us many pains
to avoid the pitfalls that entrap the naive one;
cleverness and awareness are never out of line,
they're needed to sharpen our senses for gains.
During WW II time from a frozen aircraft in the Arctic,
the Nazi General, Schmidt, named as crafty Red Skull,
stole weird relic, Tessaract, having untold godly power,
that he wanted to harness to change the entire world.
Steve Rogers was a commoner desiring to be a soldier,
after a few disappointing initial failures he got selected
for the super soldier unique experiment in US military,
serum injection, Vita-rays made him Captain America.
Rogers demonstrated the fabulous act of bravery
when he could alone free all the prisoners of war
by infiltrating furtively the fortified Nazi fortress,
notorious Red Skull had built in the Hydra base.
To stop him from using weapons of mass destruction,
Schmidt was attacked in his super aircraft by Rogers.
Facing disgraceful defeat and fearing to be captured,
Red Skull used the mysteriously powerful Tesseract.
The energy of the contraption opened a wormhole
that sucked into it the body of the Nazi General.
The aircraft crashed in the icy water of the Arctic sea,
Rogers remained untraced, Red Skull vanished in space.
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July 1, 2022
Contest : Captain America's Friends Or Foes
Sponsored by : Robert James Liguori
Dancing down to imagination town in my dreams
My favorite elephant CuCu snatches me up and gives me a tree boost
Wait a second! I say, but he hasn’t and I land next to MightBo.
MightBo is the fiercest monkey in imagination town
He scoots way too close making me feel uncomfortably threatened.
Drop out of the tree! My muse hollers. I will catch you.
I do not, for Trixie has tricked me before.
She is a notorious trickster.
JUMP! Her assistant muses shriek at me.
I do not even yet know their names, so there is no way in the world…
A loud roar in my left ear confirms SheerChan is next to me.
So I close my eyes tightly and jump.
Landing on a mattress surrounded by baby tigers.
Who pull my ear, lick my face, and pat my head hard.
What time will you and the Mrs. be back? I yell to SheerChan.
They saunter off, ignoring me
As a baby tiger takes a bite
out of my leg.
And then the Props withdraw
And adequate, erect,
The House support itself
And cease to recollect
Emily Dickenson.
Queen of Heaven
Give me faith!
Ground me!
Tell me the sky will not fall in
the earth at my feet will
not give way- pray,
shelter us- mankind and me
from crazy predatory frenzy
Defend us from all destructive forces
Foster love of beauty, altruism-
generosity to our cores; a search
for grander possibilities
Teach us the solemn value of history
Keep us true to form, intuitive
imaginitive, instinctive
Attuned to the importance of
self- limiting responses
Not innocent in self delusion
Not virtuous for virtue's sake
Unique and irreplacable
Never notorious, false hearted
or didactic
No! not the sum of trivial
accumulations
Not the collection left behind,
of usesless irrevelancies;
objects beyond human memory
No! it must be us
Abiding echoes
of breath caught in wonder
Suzanne Delaney
He's risen
Yes Jesus Christ has risen from the dead
The notorious Barnabas was freed
Our lord Jesus,
Was beaten, abused, wretched and died.
But he's risen for our souls could be saved
Hallelujah he's risen
He was willingly crucified on the cross of calvary
what a marvelous love unmatched!
That our Savior humbly died
There, upon the cruel Golgotha
He's risen from the dead
Hallelujah he's risen
The stone rolled away from an empty grave
His resurrection amazed the world
Those who believe in him are saved by him
Hallelujah he's risen
Now am at the liberty of my salvation
He has conquered death, sin and hell
He has defeated the grave
He's has given us eternal life
Hallelujah he's risen
He's risen with a mighty triumph,
From the dark and death domain
He's the savior of my soul
The truth life and the way!
My only hope is in Christ Jesus
Hallelujah he's risen.
Explorin' the branches of the family tree can be rather dicey.
Some ancestors could be famous, humdrum er downright spicy!
With bated breath I decided to take the risk and check around.
I wasn't all that enthralled about some of the dudes that I found!
Seems that in the distant past a member of my family strain,
Was a notorious pirate maraudin' the boundless Spanish Main!
Another was a nefarious cattle rustler ever on the vamoose,
'Til a posse tracked him down and left him danglin' from a noose!
One forebear, a scoundrel who specialized in robbin' trains,
Was ensconced fer life in a cozy cell, detained in clankin' chains!
A rowdy ancestor caused a ruckus in a Cripple Creek saloon;
The high sheriff done him in one fateful August afternoon!
My lineage included a business lady of whom I proudly spoke,
'Til it was revealed she was a soiled dove, dismayin' this poor bloke!
My great-grandpa was caught dispensin' jugs of potent 'shine!
Revenooers busted him resultin' in a term in jail and a hefty fine!
A distant uncle was a goon in a notorious gangster mob.
He met his Maker heistin' a bank they were tryin' to rob!
I proffered a prayer as I examined my tragic family tree:
"Lord, may a sturdy twig adorn this tree and let it begin with me!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
Entry for Judy Konos' "Relatives" Contest
Cats and dogs are notorious for not getting along
You've heard the term, “fighting like cats and dogs”
Well our gorgeous female golden retriever, Annie
And our tomcat Curtis are the best of friends
While Zoe, our sweet wee female cat
Is constantly being harassed by these other two guys
I can understand Annie having a problem with Zoe
Both being high strung female types
With Curtis, it seems like a male dominance thingy
Zoe is the SWEETEST!
ALL she wants is to loved
She rolls over waiting for me to rub her belly
Or scratch behind her ears
What an absolutely adorable loyal friend!
ZOE RULES!