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Mr Simpletons Prayer

Our father who art in Heaven
Hallowed be thy name …

Please grant us the attainment of world peace
Please take the homeless ones off the streets
May men and women have plenty apiece
Children, their fair share of peanuts and sweets
May sickness be far from me, mine, hers and his
May good health be in abundance
May beautiful flowers and majestic trees
Create atmospheres for the sun’s dance
Keep famine and pestilence away
Let our barns and silos be full in stock
Keep hunger and starvation at bay
Make our aged as strong as a rock
May ours be an egalitarian society
Where everyone has the means to their ends
May ours be a classless economy
On which profit per person’s desire depends
May our roads be free of accidents
Our earth from natural disasters
May our vehicles get no scratches and dents
That they may gleam under the light of the stars
Keep our r0ads free from hazards
The streets, safe and secure from hoodlums
May we never encounter witches nor wizards
Who’ll, from our farms, steal berries and plums
May we all get passes to the gates of Heaven
Regardless of multiplicity of religions
That all may attain the perfection of seven
And be one with the angels and legions
Amen…


To the Leaders

As a Politician 
to get re-elected 
you want the world to love you
as a dictator

ruling your people 
you want your country at peace
you can attempt to use force
you can create prisons 

to locked up the people 
that argue or fight against you
yet how much better 
would it be

To rule a country that loved you
to rule a country that adored you
to rule a country that voted for you
that screamed to have you back

Use the methods 
rich people use to create wealth
teach your people to invest together
making life easier for themselves 

giving them extra income 
allowing them to live life 
out of debt
invest in building a world of fun

Walt disney invested in disneyland
creating joy for the world
your people could also invest 
in creating disney lands

creating work for your people
takes children off the streets 
reducing crime 
making parents proud

Creating a system 
where the people become investors
creates wealth for you country
taking you out of a depression

overcoming the budgets problems
as people become successful
their praise will come to you
their success builds your respect.
Form: Narrative

Premium Member On Halloween - Monotetra

On Halloween the children play,
Dressed in fun costumes they sashay,
Through neighborhoods at dusk of day,
They make their way, they make their way.

Pirates and faeries, witches too,
Zombies and cats meet Scooby-Doo,
Darth Vader, Yoda, ghosts that boo,
Displayed for you, displayed for you.

"Trick or Treat," all the children cry,
Their eyes so bright, excitement high.
When bowls of candy they do spy,
They are not shy, they are not shy.

And when their sacks are full of treats,
Their parents lead them off the streets.
At home they're tucked beneath their sheets.
Next year repeats, next year repeats.

10/4/13
For SKAT's Halloween contest.
Form: Monorhyme

Homeless Childrens Covenant

(07/20/11)

So much bad news- about children being abused.
What kind of thoughts can go thru a molesters mind
Don’t they know they’ll be caught with time.

Do you know how many children have run away
Because in their house they could not stay.
At the time they think that the streets are their escape
But they don’t know that predators sit and wait.

They offer you food, a roof, and a bed to sleep
Once they get you - you’re in trouble deep.
They will tell you that you have no value, no worth
You’ve never been loved since your birth.

They’ll tell you that the only thing that you can do
Is give a sexual favor or two.
You have no money- no food
Just the clothes on your back
Against you the cards have been stacked.

No education and no place to live
What can you offer- what do you have to give.
They’ll say anything to get control
They want to own you body and soul.

Go to your local churches, or the YMCA
If they can’t help you, they’ll recommend a way.
There are places that you can go
Where they can help you- more than you know.

One of these is called “COVENANT HOUSE”
Helping boys and girls of all ages
Knowing each child has gone thru different stages.
A roof, a bed, food to eat
You can finally get off the streets.
They can help you turn your life around
And no more being put to the ground.
Giving you self respect, and it gets better yet.
A place where there is love abound
This is the place that many have found.

Many had to get out of an abusive family situation
But the streets is not your salvation.
There are kids younger than you
What do you think they’ve gone through.

Use the strength and knowledge
that you have gained
To help others of the same.
© Louis Rams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Neapoliticians

Get right with the creator...
Teach your kids how to fish.  
Give EVERYBODY a second chance or even a third.
(That's if they're not too vicious).
After that, you're wasting your-breath- my dirty dime.  
Do hire more GOOD police; they're quite necessary.
To keep the hell hounds off the streets.

Thin out the Neapolitan herd of: 
STRAWBERRY KNEED race-baiting politicians.
BLACK-HEARTED MEDIA HEADS.
Billowing out the pale sludge of lies and half-truths. 
Thin out the GREEN-EYED OLIGARCHS.
Greasing the souls and crotches of politicians.

Do promote peace within your family.
Don't paint people in your backwash of hate...
The community will bud-cities will bloom...again.

Tend to your teeth -a smile will naturally follow.
A smile can make all the difference.
....and did I mention, get right with God.
We'll all be better off...somewhat.


Change

I've heard it said
that you can't change 
who you are
a leopard can't 
change it's spots

but to me that feels wrong
we are constantly changing
once scared to talk I was shy
yet now I'll talk 
to strangers on the bus

once without training
I found it hard 
to find a job
but now with training
I never stop

during the second world war
normal men 
taken off the streets 
became soldiers
ready to take a life

with terrorism 
they take little children
and teach them 
how to kill
life is full of change

sometimes the words 
of a passing stranger 
can change 
the direction 
of your future
 
sometimes support 
gives you strength
to become more
than you where before
life is full of change

every day you 
have a chance 
of changing your life
you can walk away 
from violence

you can learn 
to over come your anger
you can learn to trust
you can learn to grow
you can learn to change
Form: Narrative

How Does It Feel To Be A Man?

How does it feel to be a man? Let me resonate the ways.
I can't hide myself from the depression and anxiety
Not needing time where I knew nobody and their barking words
And the pain of a man goes unnoticed.
I face the tides of total silence, and I had to log off
As the password changed, and I wandered off the streets 
They took my kindness and threw it disgustingly back into my face.
It hurt me to leave but was killing me to stay.
Avoiding the times that I cried with liquor bottles on the floor
Not allowed to feel, be real, explain, express as I lose the upper hand.
Calling me pathetic, trash, weak always broke me into my knees
As the page of my story got ripped out and thrown in emotional flames
But in my honesty, a sense of hatred isn't an option
Only God helps me with my grief and healing.
Form: Sonnet

Sandy Hook and Gun Laws

(1/18/13)

gone are the mom and pop stores that i once knew
candy stores , malt shops,newspaper and magazine stands too.
life was so much simpler then, you knew your neighbors
and had a lot of friends.

schools were for learning, and where kids could go to play
now you don't see that on any given day.
teachers and adults were respected and a sense of pride in the air
" now a days no one seems to care".

they are trying to pass a stricter gun law
because of what happened at SANDY HOOK
but that won't happen, because we have too many POLITICAL crooks.

twenty little angels were taken away that day
and six adult educators who got in the gun mans way.
now i'm not against the second amendment
i think it's our given right , but when it comes
to "ASSAULT Weapons"
the public should start to fight.
the public don't need " assault weapons"
we must take them off the streets
these are weapons of mass destruction
being sold through "political corruption"
while children lay dead at our feet.
i think the publics "outrage" should be heard loud and clear
maybe then - it'll create political fear.

(C) L . RAMS
© Louis Rams  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

The Price

They say "stay in school kids!"
Wow!
How easy it is just to attend class
after class and class.

They went to school,
Not each one of them but most of them.
Some privileged with fund or jobs.
None were from home, none were from my home 
my low and no income home

Stay in school kids,
easier said than done

Stay in school kids,
all the rich kids are cool,

Stay in school kids,
all the cool kids are on drugs.

Stay in school kids,
try to be cool like the cool kids.

Stay in school kids,
you're too poor to be cool

Stay in school kids,
study, study, hard.

Stay in school kids,
you will graduate and get a job.

Stay in school kids,
your job doesn't make you cool.

Stay in school kids,
your job keeps you off the streets.

Stay in school kids,
you now are safe.

To stay in school kids,
you need to go to school.

To go to school,
a price must paid.

Too bad you can't afford the price.
Too bad you don't have a job.

You don't have a job?
you should have went to school.

But how can you go to school? 
if before school a price must be paid.

Good Gang Versus Bad

theres two types of gangs to join 
you dont have to flip a coin 
to know which one that you need 
once gets you in trouble 
the other helps you succeed 
the gang at school is called a club 
it keeps you off the streets and drugs 
so do what i did and be strong 
by choosing right clubs, and not wrong 
like the smoking council where i taught 
kids what would happen if they thought 
cigarettes made you look cool 
smoking them with friends at school 
the newspaper was hard but fun 
we couldnt leave till it was done 
making sure that every story 
was interesting and not boring 
the chess club was a real treat 
my competition was so neat 
against a boy that was not grinning 
when i called out check mate from winning
Form: Rhyme

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