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Oh the suffering that I see, a tiny dusty dirt floor room
These poor children of Haiti never seeing a flower bloom
Standing in a food line the poorest Nation 90 miles away
While I rest in bed doing just fine thinking yeah, but not today
So looking through the T.V. guide nothing really catches my eye
And my own curiosity I couldn't hide, because maybe I would try
So many of them big and small as the line is as far as one can see
How could we ever feed them all and after all, I mean, it's only me
Some children wearing a school uniform they seemed to be the happiest
But I knew that this is not my norm and that I must really be blessed
And then this number came on the screen to send one more child to school
And what that one act would mean, and well, I just thought that was really cool
After I did it I never felt better just thinking of their smiling face
Then two weeks later I got a letter and then I truly felt God's Grace
Be it Haiti or your next door neighbor give something to someone today
For the true fruits of your labor only come from the seeds that you lay
Dedicated to Bobby and Sherry Burnette
Love A Child
Just made this for fun and not intended to bash guys in any way !!!!!!
This is a tricky poem to write
But I'll try with all my might
For telling you how I would be
If I ever turned "manly"
Instead of being shy and sweet
To everybody that I meet
My demeanor would be strong
Hitting on women all night long
Saying lines that are so "whack"
Getting my dirty mouth slapped
I'd play poker with the guys
Disrupting my "woman's" life
She will be bringing us beers
'Every Friday through the years
When I'm in a sexy mood
I wont get an attitude
She will be my yummy goodie
When I get a long hard "woody"
Taking naps, not doing chores
Will be my new "manly" law
I wont have to lift a finger
Except using a fork at dinner
Cause my "woman" will be there
Giving me some gentle care
No bloating or PMS
Each month making me a mess
Or told these jeans make me look fat
I'd like to know what's up with that
Being a man is really cool
Acting each day like a fool
Impressing friends with crazy schemes
And tales of silly dreams
Partying and making plans
With others who are "the man"
Now that I am at the end
Here's a message I'd like to send
Men please be nice and have respect
To those of the opposite sex
the crazy things those apes do
they say they dance away
for lazy Bazie with a daisy
they move-move a gentle groove
the g a y games they play all day
for lazy Bazie with a daisy
the crazy things those apes do
for lazy Bazie with a daisy
they flip dip a backflip skip
tip toe sway-sway courtship
they stand brave like clay then stray
spread their arms a warm charm
kiss the ground spin round-round
to the sound and gave a wave
a jay bird flying up ahead branches sway
the crazy things those apes do
for lazy Bazie with a daisy
swinging in the tree in the sunshine rays
from limb to limb a head spin
break breaking every limb
landing on their chins
rolling and a giggling dying laughing
trying very hard defying gravity
the crazy things those apes do
in reality they're really cool-cool
for lazy Bazie with a daisy
4/30/2020
I am going to write a poem about cool things
Haha you are going to find these things are strange
But I thought they are the coolest things
You stare in the face of a stranger and look straight in her eyes and really see her
Didn't expect it. So really cool
You have fun watching the baby lions play
Really cool
You enjoy playing with different eyeshadows
creating different you
For men play with different do's, will ya?
It's about time
lol
Don't jump on me haha
Realizing my dogs are like my little puppies
Looking at me like little kids
wanting something
Hey they really want something - ME
Lol anyway these are the things I found out meant something for me
Maybe something has touched you
in a way that becomes meaningful
That means something for you
Makes you remember it
These are the moments
When you live in your consciousness
I don't mean that you are being unconscious
But only when you live, it's only when you remember
And it stood out in you
Thought I share
Ciao
I’ve got a thirteen year old
His name is Jack
Never does what he’s told
He always answers back
He won’t go to school
He always tells lies
He thinks he’s really cool
I don’t understand why
The streets he always roam
Drinking with his friends
Never will come home
Not until the party ends
His room is never clean
He’s never heard of Mr. Sheen
He calls my wife mean
Yeah that’s right mean old Jean
Never talks always shouts
Thinks it’s good to swear
Even with his Grandparents about
He really doesn’t care
In trouble with the police
Arrested all the time
Once he slapped my niece
And thought it was fine
I bought him a motorbike
He always drinks and drives
He said I’ll do what I like
He doesn’t care about staying alive
He thinks life’s a joy
And through it he’ll sail
If you don’t behave my boy
You will end up in jail.
some boys act just like a fool
thinking they are really cool
going all around this world
"jumping" every single girl
that they can coerce in bed
not getting it through their head
this game is way to dangerous
for them to be doing this
why can't they just understand
things can happen they don't plan
like having babies way to young
playing with a "loaded gun"
without any safety device
not wanting to pay the price
leaving young girls all alone
to raise a newborn on their own
as these boys turn into men
they start to play these games again
with women who can not suspect
these men will never have respect
never thinking of these actions
all they want is satisfaction
it is too easy to find
this going on all the time
because these boys seem to lack
the guidance down a moral path
when parents do not take time out
to teach them what true loves about
My dearest Mommy, I love you so
My heart is breaking, but I have to go
I fought this fight for as long as I could
My life was short but it was very good
A part of me with you will remain
I’ll be with Jesus in his vast domain
I know you’re hurting but I’ll be okay
Just remember I love you each and every day
I can hear grandma’s voice and grandpa’s too
I think I hear a dog barking, oh my God it’s Boo
Everyone here is smiling, they’re so glad I came
There’s a lot of toys here in heaven and lots of really cool games
Before you know it, I’ll be back in your arms
I’m no longer sick and I’m free from all harm
Jesus loves us all, this I know
Because that bible that you read to me tells us so
September 1, 2020
Song I – Cold - Quiet Now Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
Before they used computer chips
and printed circuits too,
TVs worked with different parts
like capacitors and tubes.
Our neighbor was a repairman
and he was quite adept,
he'd given me an old TV
to satisfy a debt.
I wrestled it to the basement,
put some rabbit ears on top,
plugged it in an outlet,
and on the floor I plopped.
Our Philco was a color set
but here I'd rather be,
watching shows all day long,
just me and my TV.
Twilight Zone, my favorite show,
could always make me shiver.
How about the lone masked man
and his trusty steed named Silver!
And don't forget the Cisco Kid,
Matt Dillon, Doc, or Kitty,
Perry Mason was the best,
and wasn't Della pretty.
I laughed at guys named Gleason,
Kovacks, Berle and Benny.
And one guy who was really cool
I think his name was Lenny.
Good things, they say, always end,
and I say this with a sigh,
in the middle of my best year yet
the TV up and died.
That summer stays inside my head,
now you know the reason.
I won't forget the thrills I had
in my first TV season.
Back in 1964 Harry and Larry
Just couldn't agree,
Who was cuter,
Mary or Dee.
At lunch was a fight,
Kids gathered 'round;
Didn't care it weren't right--
Fists a-flying, blows raining down.
In the end, Harry'd won,
Who'd thought Mary cute;
The fighters shook hands,
It'd all been a hoot!
2014 -- Same thing happened
In back of the school:
A fistfight broke out,
It seemed really cool.
Only this time it lasted
A mere minute or two,
When police sirens sounded:
Tires squealed, men in blue.
They broke up the fight,
Took the combatants to the station;
Jailed 'em for assault overnight,
Future-imperiling incarceration.
The school did its job too,
Expelling both without a hearing,
Prompting educators' cheering--
Teenaged booing and jeering.
In 1964 boys fought hard,
Then made up and shook hands
The authorities were quiet,
No reprimands.
Fifty years later, fighting's outlawed,
Boys have no chance:
Gone is romance,
Schools look askance.
As we sit here eating talking about life’s lessons
and all that was taught
We laugh about the box and bottle
and the puppy that he brought
Hide yo food in the microwave before it gets sold
Are one of the many fun stories that’s told
But what do you do when the sex, love and feelings are gone
When the one who lost it still lingers on
I look at peace around the world
He looks at me wishing I was still his girl
I can talk and talk throughout the day
Yet he can’t really get out the words to say
I really like the way we laugh a bunch
So what’s wrong with breakfast, dinner, or lunch
Sitting down chillin’ is really cool
Cause there’s nothing different about this dude
What we had was us doing our thing
We ended up separated without a wedding ring
I’m focused now on the man I’m with
But he is still jealous, just a lil bit
He has a good woman in his life
So I told him move on and do what’s right
He’s part of my past that has made me stronger
For this relationship has endured its course
And we are no longer
However we still cool, nothing more and that’s a fact
So Lunch after Love, ain’t nothing wrong with that