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A Concealed exercise concocted,
Wuhan Lab the playground,
secretive China obliges,
Western media consenting,
Medical experts silenced.
the age of censorship,
Dictators feigning incognito,
The diurnal and nocturnal schemes of top players,
A script before the scourge,
The drama of emergencies
A death unwarranted
alternative cure submerged,
Pharmacopia playing god,
opinions censored,
Freedom becomes a crime
Men afraid to die,
adorned in masks as domesticated vermin,
Socialist alarmed at Cowards
As dictatorship ascending in western democracy,
Ignorance elevated as advocate for CDC
Unending Speculation by tyranny
The weekly changing rules.
Connivers employing Fear,
Orchestrations and the Mournful diddy
Alpha
Beta,
Gamma
Delta,
and Omicron the game changer.
Controlling the world by unproven conjectures
First it was the Mask,
Then social distancing,
Sanitize, Isolation without empathy,
The numbers defiant,
The People's servants globally consenting to experiment
with the speed of a wing
The Lab Lords proposed a cure,
Greed conspired , the masses the guinea pigs,
Unverified Vaccine,
defrauding all of the liberty of Choice,
unprofessional medical rape,
breaking the Laws to invoke their Laws,
Rulers Turned scientists
Dictator found their Voices
compelling all to dine in an experiment
“safe and effective” the chorus of bias profiteers
Society divided.
“Vaxxed” VS “unvaxxed”
All Watching TV to form opinion.
Australia copies UK,
subjecting citizens to barbarism
America copies Australia,
senseless cohesion in place of Freedom,
France copying America,
Ignorant Cops abusive,
opposing sensible resistance,
The Truckers made a mark
though clamped down by tyrannical “emergencies”
The unending Jabs,
four times in Israel curing nothing,
A false sense of security,
The demand sales pitched
Experiment over, The Data concealed
To protect a Lie,
A massive Fraud,
The UK law breaker suspends mandates,
avoiding the sword of Damocles
And they all one by one taking turns
accepting failures while others in denial
ignoring the damage of trial
Axed dent of circumstances
finds yours truly liberated,
whereby no obligatory constraints
obliges forcible adherence
synchronizing Circadian rhythm
forcibly linkedin within paradigm
minutely crafting, daisy chaining
involuntarily ceding cradle to grave
man made artificial construct
(dismissing one living away
off the gridlock)
co-opting every precious moment
comprising hour quotidian existence
to sustain swiftly styled
harry tailored lifestyle
affording bajillion *****sapiens
luxury to scold frantic scramble,
freedom to scurry frantically
twenty four seven madcap rat race
formerly existing (millenniums ago)
as "noble savage"
ah...remember those glory days
now, grudgingly,
niggardly... unwittingly
compromising pleasant dreams
jarring deeply slumbering
body electric groggily awake
liberty, courtesy alarming wake up
to toil away making dem
big dearly beloved bucks
essentially entering holy grail
searching made more worthwhile
thankless fracas, fray, fraught
pitting one beasty boy against t'other
survival of fittest in overdrive
(Charles Darwin taken aback),
how origin of most ruthless species
went a courtin for dazzling,
jazzy, regal trappings
supposedly to ease
grueling laboring mind numbing
lumpenproletariat, when after
devoting, sacrificing, venerating...
prime mating years
take respite, and
hire oneself out
as independent contractor,
versus sedately pathetic mundane...
you bet your life
in relation to this
self ostracized scrivener.
Lifted lightly from familiarity
Sleep's gesture caresses cells
Taken to nearby bewilderment
Where stagnancy busily dwells
Liquid lambent shooting star forms fragment
Vapid vexations vanquished in fantasy's fire
Mist masked span transcends measurement
Vision's fusion surpasses language quagmire
Imprisoned waking cognition
held in category's secure structure
Dispelled impediments crash cascade
preceding sleep's redeeming tenure
Ignited sizzling spiral whimsical continuum
Themes undulate with kiss and chase thrill
Trauma's feather sinks, treasure 's stone floats
Detached components reconcile at will
Dream chariot leaps easily
Obliges unassuming passenger
uncover unique anecdote
Intriguing as a stranger
Driven chivalrously soaring splendidly, lured enticingly
Revelling in brain' s carried captivation sole function
Travelling happens spontaneously without momentum
Contented centre offers converging clock hands junction
Revelations ripple, expanding truth
Roller coaster riding outside reality
Symbol's eventual meaningful messages
rise as a halo, impartial to gravity
Reason's region, sensible staid evades taboo
Indetectibly dilating pineal stillness vibrates
Untouched pastures in sleep domain permit oblivious
From fences of accepted, dream's newborn liberates
Catapulted!
Conscious corners sent as envelope ratified
deliver obvious, wafting surreal's torment
Clumsy clambering of mind identified
hankers for hibernation's brief dormant
#Not_here_not_today
catching loose knees, wonder if I would run here,
how far would I even reach, when I'm just a boy in
man's body. This threatens my present and could
foresee damages bearing fruits in my tomorrow,
here I stand my grounds or lose forever, could hear
my breath in a beeping dying sequences, not here not today, though I hold my pen in my hand and
my obituary paper before me, with this trigger
ready to splash my brains..,
Today death is not the
meal I'm prepared to have...
Wisdom and tactics are for the noble and old, I'm
young even to make meaning out of this, my predicament obliges I choose, but my body refuse
to surrender, so much I haven't touched in this
world, so much I have to live for, death kiss be
goodbye, no matter how informal this farewell is,
not today not here...
See there, in the far reach of my lame eyes, the sun shines, birds sings, could catch some echoes of
happiness, this tiny hands and legs, are to grow not
here not today but there and tomorrow, before my
heart beat reach its climax, before my eyes reach
their blurry stage, before my hair grow grey, before
my skin wrinkles, not here not today
but there is my lab for experiment, I refuse to meet my
ancestors before I meet my first lover, my first born,
my first nephew, refuse to surrender my first
everything here and not today, refuse you be my
last everything, not here, not today
#Poetic_Ink
Alone at last in the dead of night,
he reaches for her under their threadbare existence
with one clammy hand.
She dutifully obliges.
Alone at last in the dead of night,
the girl is sound asleep;
the tiara is still askew on her head
after the day’s rabid celebration.
Alone at the last at the dead of night,
the boy takes the unrelenting road
out of the town.
And towards new adventures.
Alone at last at the dead of night,
the dog sheds its skin
and howls at the moon.
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Date: 09/10/2017
Painting Black Tears as Inverted Light
let us paint with radiant black tears the shadow of white light,
the passions of unconscious consciousness that think without feeling anything,
the somber beings radiate their phosphorescent darkness and full void,
the desires of penumbral shadows transparent opaque paint the heavy air.
to women sighs full of void adorn their necks empty of air,
the leaders of the idea without thought build the cathedrals of destroyed mind,
a man slave free chained in his prisoner emancipation eternally,
to the resurrection of yesterday's tomorrow today that was never present dead.
the arbitrary necessary obliges freedom to choose without wanting something,
what should not have to happen happened unhappened,
still talking I stood silent with words that scream in stillness,
I confessed my holy sins to the deep rock that floats.
the only one to whom I give wrong right is the truth of clear lie,
the love from facts without facts that acts only in inaction,
the old youth ages with each day that makes it younger,
the life without my sadness happy drowns me in its bitter joy!
I'm waiting for you
Because my level of seriousness
obliges me to be faithful to you,
Just for the simple fact;
Of being in love with you.
I'm waiting for you
because if I claim
I have eyes for another woman
they'd call me a liar
and you know very well that,
the children of God; they cannot lie.
I'm waiting for you
because there isn't a woman around me
who fulfills me like you do
a woman with the greatness you have
a woman I like, like I like you.
I'm waiting for you
because true love
doesn't rush
but waits patiently
and I close my heart, even if it prevents me
because I love you ardently.
I'm waiting for you
because my love belongs only to you
because I want to shake you with all my sweetness
and fill you with kisses, caresses, and tenderness.
I wait for you,
Because I dream every night
Holding your hands
Because our relationship has no end
But lasts; for a lifetime.
( extended sonnet )
o there's a twilight magic midst the mist
it floats between the eventide and dawn
attending winds of fancy, heaven-kissed
that billow with sweet breaths of Avalon
so waiting on a hope 'til gloaming's gone
a sea of suns to cast your dreams upon
o there is an enchantment thru the night
that dances with dark charm and reverie
it holds all yearnings in its bosom, bright
and waits for your desire to set them free
to plumb the inky depths of midnight sea
and loose your sleep's imaginings-to-be
o there are wonders in the evening’s air
thus brought to full fruition in your sleep
all spun to threads of artfulness and care
and woven into wishes, grand and deep
a tapestry of moonbeams meant to keep
the secrets of the twilight in its creep …
and ev’ry soul who tends that great expanse
obliges your sweet dreaming … as they dance.
~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~
( photographic art created copyright-free by the author with Gemini AI / Meta AI software )
Confidence,
I've journeyed through life,
happily knowing
I was never alone,
parental--assuredness,
a part of so-called guidance,
as being,
the constant waker-upper,
whencesoever,
decisions are tabled.
Confidence,
the remnant assuredness benefactor
led to a forward life at work
or home,
as decisions were met
to the best of my abilities,
to both,
recipients reaping the benefits
of said efforts
plus a smile.
Confidence,
is an unrecognizable feat,
not tangible on a trophy stand,
albeit (contemplation obliges)
immediate to scenes in review
and or eternalized in a memory bank,
and rest well within thee,
the accord of creation by ...
His Word.
Darkness imbues sunlight,
Stars adorn pitch of night.
Pristine as north winds blow,
Huddled in loam, primroses grow.
Razor clouds streak across sky,
Starkly bleeding is dawn to eye.
Sangria balm touches azure skin,
Contrast like yang and yin.
Shadows shrink, ignoble retreat,
Selene, curtsey, obliges defeat.
Emblazes arise, heat carries,
Tip to root blushing varies.
Dawn serenades coming day,
Phoenix arose from ashes of grey.
Pigments leak from wounded sky,
Serene, expanse gone awry.
Restless in sound of silence,
Darkness stalks with defiance.
Bated pounce as sun depletes,
Across waned skies, color secretes.
Bloom resigns, surrenders,
Bows to infinite splendors.
Brigand moon ‘neath covert night
Abscond again, posies light.