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If Trump wins...rest in peace - Mother of Freedom
Post mortem courtesy
Doctor Demento yielded
Lady Liberty lies slain...
videre licet knocked senseless
from brutal blows upon her crown
simultaneously shouldering existential crisis
triggered nervous breakdown
though rendered mute
sound of silence doth expound.
Forsooth impeachment hearings
rendered him immune
to chastisement, insurrection
he did foment, blithely
skirting impairment appertain
blood on hands of
self important president,
though alcohol he doth abstain,
nonetheless permanent drunken stupor
doth wax and wain
finger of guilt
damaging democracy points
to him as chief villain
groomed since... time immemorial
atavistic primate brain
bathed (courtesy Frederick Christ Trump)
buzzfeeding chosen favored heir
go for broke – as a red badge of courage
bankrupt countless times
and pulled out all stops,
viz unbridled thundering,
espousing philosophy gain
amass wealth, unscrupulous
if necessary where,
might equals right cold play'n
deadly serious game (Life) train
sight squarely and/or roundly
scattered lovely bones
amidst tombstones testimony
incidental secondary fallout main
part and parcel, where legerdemain,
plus art of the deal linkedin
with immeasurable gloating
ego necessary to gain
con fetter writ oligarchy plain
successfully cheating, hocking,
milking, quaffing, and trending,
yielding dynastic rule
trumpeting eternal and carnal
stormy Daniels reign
vaping with wealthy
zealotry (think vain)
at electorate expense
tampering koolaid acid test
courtesy illegals sown GMO grain
colluding when/where possible,
never losing sight regarding
selfish mission to attain
obligatory ideal tyranny
rampantly running roughshod,
no need to explain
writing sleight underhanded profane
antithetical, critical, heretical quatrain
badgering, belittling, besmirching,
bilking, boasting, bragging with disdain
flagrantly flaunting, fleecing,
regarding purported B.S. degree
in economics he did attain
matriculating Wharton School of law,
hmm... methinks he paid
hireling from Ukraine
forever flirting, flouting, and flunking
even basic geography questions
case in point being
where is Drury Lane
additionally, he ain't
no literati familiar
storied quasi fiction Citizen Kane.
A Reflection stares back at me,
looking into the mirror,
Satisfied with what I see.
The One I grew to be,
This loving entity,
In a confused society.
Living creatively,
Subjectively,
Searching for me.
Changing this reality,
To reflect what I see,
As I strive to be free.
The highest version of me,
Chivalry and morality,
Honesty my best Quality.
Energy running rampantly,
Serving our Society,
Rushing quietly.
A rising of integrity,
integrates politely,
Showing a new way to be.
Perceptions of purity,
Moving through many,
It's affecting Humanity.
A reflection I see,
Staring back at me,
Our race in unity.
Embracing our beauty,
Reacting differently,
Rising confidently.
Living life intensely,
Enjoying it immensely,
And YOU are the Key.
So here I will be,
Waiting patiently,
A reflection proud to BE.
Greek mythological
drama flourishes,
nee thrives within
noggin of yours truly
gods and goddesses
sporting Hellenic origins
purportedly cavort
higgledy-piggledy
rampantly running ragged
ruminative raconteur
resultant rueful end product
wreckage of present day me
chafing amidst yesteryear's adversities
shadow boxing doppelganger nemesis
fetus in fetu maintaining stranglehold
choking ability to breathe
unsuccessful roundup eradication
resultant mailer daemons
ruling the roost
time and again professional
therapy exorcised futility
psyche plagued with said
crudely sketched hobgoblins
permanently lodged within
fifty plus shades gray matter
mein kampf analogous to siege
and/or civil war
abductor and hostage
terrorist versus negotiators
one and the same person
ideal fecund environment
irresistible nasty brutes
unwilling to forsake
golden opportunity
passive languishing helpless
antisocial bumbling creature
mandate decreed heir extinguished
sentenced eventually commuted
life without parole lifetime
metaphorically imprisoned harsh
punishment solitary confinement
crime synonymous equalled
chance happenstance ovulation
nsync with seminal linkedin
fertilization, impregnation, parturition
essentially random appalling dice throw
courtesy biological roulette
automatic defacto malefactor
abstractly describes lifelong
condemnation, humiliation, ostracization
hence if nothing else
no shortage writing material.
Upside Down World
The great man and conjurer of poetic license sat behind
the analytic couch and murmured to himself that it is
all about aggression and sex lots of sex for that grave matter
it shapes the world from underneath a smouldering gun
Phallus in metaphoric metaplastic hands ideas vibrate
‘what goes up must come down’ he pondered as he smoked
the cigar piped up dreams when a pipe is simply not merely
a flute and the lute brings luscious shadows to the fore
Eros meanwhile contemplates on regal roads from joy
to consciousness at ninety-six the styx is near enough
What has the world come to he’s no more sixty-nine
where is Freud’s promise as wars rage rampantly but
flaccid skin shrivels beyond tall towers of yesteryear
when hedonistic gardens slipped quietly from paradise
Eye-sight vanished hearing demised turgor spent and forces
only a distant reminder of battles fought for the human
condition he reads ‘ARGAIV’ on the blister pack he holds
with arthritic hands his heart attacks soft memories when
the nurse wipes him clean and he slobbers his tablets
It is a downside up world and time has tattooed Eve’s apple
upside down on his loins and the growing pain of a promise
once held of a better world with kindness love and compassion
Eros with Freud in his thoughts has again mixed up his drugs
as moaning angina takes over when he swallows his swan song
He should not have kept that one VIAGRA capsule maybe and
only his world in last rites is a much better place
Prognosticating Present Plight...
Perhaps Preset During In Utero Protean Stage?
Reviewing, sans my life
and arduous hard time
lock, stock, and barrel on regular basis,
and of late composing
this, that, or another rhyme,
now I acquiesce past
trials and tribulations
contributed positive, and
negative effects, yes prime
air really prepubescent nexus
with entering seventh grade,
sobbing and crying at bedtime
leaving Henry Kline Boyer,
a miserable yet sentimental clime,
one romper room class schoolhouse
entering Methacton, what seemed
crushingly, frightfully, incredibly humongous
(actually, not an exceptionally large
learning place for hippo campus)
nonetheless mine fragile psychological
state cannibalized by anthropophagus
mailer daemons conjurations analogous
to mythological beasts avaricious
even slim picking morsel - satisfactory,
this then overwrought extremely anxious
bundle of nerves burning with arsonous
punishing self treason backlash atrocious
reaction kindling tindered
self destructive spark rampantly autonomous
ruinously, quintessentially passively,
opportunistically audacious
hell bent on mortal kombat
to a starving slow seditious death,
this no matter auspicious
native intelligence, capability, aptitude...
now entertain notion
suicidal seed avaricious
since...commencement when fertilized ova
simultaneously begat barbarous
biological blastula birthing blasphemous
counterproductive stealthy burglarious
itty bitty kamikaze blitzkrieg
spewing, issuing, and garnering
hollow weaning cadaverous
sole son foretelling calamitous
alarming father and mother
necessitated immediate intervention,
the instinctual innate calculus
attuned to soundless clangorous
foretelling stoppable death knell
relieved, through aggressive copious
life saving measures, nonetheless deleterious
repercussions hobbled me, disastrous
behavior seeped into lifelong existence!
As I awake what do I see
The beauty of nature set in front of me
What do I see
I see violence and inequality
Displayed in plain sight for all to see
What do I see
I see the world in utter chaos
And me being a descendant of ADOS
What do I see
I see the news full of lies and deceptions
So what I see may be different from your perspective
What I see
Is my surroundings changing drastically
I see a pandemic running rampantly
So what I see is a world in a great divide
Also I see tribulation in my trying times
What else I see is the unrest and turmoil
What I see alot of things to make my blood boil
But that's enough yapping from me
With that being said now what do you see?
Snug sunrays embrace the cold sea water,
Making sure, the guests feel comfy and warm.
Gentle breeze awakens the cool spring air,
Making the breakers soft, silky and calm.
Many wagging tails mingle happily,
Welcome friends with dynamic barks of joy.
By leaping and bouncing mischievously,
They sweetly evince how not to be shy.
A groovy day for a beach escapade,
With kind owners, they cherish and adore.
Rampantly they gallop, dive, splash and fetch,
And savor the exclusive atmosphere.
Filled with gratitude, I watch them from afar,
And with a happy heart, embark on my walk.
Doesn't money feel like slavery,
Delegating where you need to be.
Acquiring desires that are temporary,
Keeping you distracted so you can't see,
Because it's needed to feed the family.
As taxes accumulate rampantly,
The Rich ask the Poor for charity.
As they're selling life by the hour,
Devouring all our precious power.
Waiting to bloom like a flower,
Hour by hour Lives grind down.
Payday is owed to the town,
So there's never enough around.
The sound of new trends come around,
Throwing whats left to the ground.
Enjoying the new trend they found,
Cries of hunger all around.
Not a care in the world,
As they move toward alone.
It's time to cut the chord,
Tying us to money.
So we can see,
The power is in harmony.
Money was a fallacy,
Only gaining what was temporary.
Doing anything necessary just to carry,
Taking the power from you and me,
Stealing eternity,
You'll repeat it till you see.
When youth sets us beautifully aglow
to soar on the swift wings of a sparrow,
and altough the unknown may frighten us:
we will not stop from living out those dreams,
because we are the constant seekers
bolder than the soldiers of fortune
willing to stare in the face of events that'll follow,
be in the incognito and confront fate alone...
Our main reason for being here
is to accomplish unthinkable and amazing things;
to start where the smallest dream begins,
and make it grow by taking the giant steps of an achiever...
We should never fear the challenges that lie ahead,
but is it worth to step back and not speedly act...
imagining of the wonderful visions
of the the unseen tomorrow that
rampantly flourish inside our impatient head?
Will we fall from the flaming,crimson sky
and grope our way to a passing cloud above
with the certainty of having found love,
or will we quickly come down to earth and die?
Which one is better: being a disillusioned dreamer,
who can still dream,or a sullen-looking miser?
Our main reason for being here
is to love with grace and intensity,
and have the willingness to break down
the ugly and horrible barriers of alienation;
and finally let all thoughts flow in without diversity,
to discover who we really are...
Was faith fading like a photo comparable to a picture
in a frame? in the midst of chaos derived from the
game of life dealt were plentiful, The cards altered
wasn't the path that was anticipated on the other side
of the coin were anger, betrayal, disappointment fear and
worry. Where was faith? was she/he hiding?
Seeking, pursuing faith rummaging for faith's attention
these emotions rampantly, incessantly consuming one's
mind. Faith now is emerging and now in full bloom has
give one reassurance that the perfect timing was all in
believing and having optimism.