Long Sedatives Poems
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I sit and dissect derelicts with dialect deliberately
I think with this pen and as soon as the ink sinks in ,it instantly producing imagery
Some say it’s a gift, how I flow with my vocabs
But that aint it i been doin this s**t since 96 fill up 100's of notepads with dopeness
Practice makes perfection, nothing less than that’s sufficient
With ease and little effort I engage with the page efficient
It comes natural when writing rhymes repetitive
Scripts always sick, still so many stuck on sedatives
Not the best that ever lived, but still very clever kid
Assembling and arsenal of lyrics no one ever did
Futuristic ,linguistics, make pupils dilate
Lips split, and wrist slit, are issued when one violates
Minds neva in a violent state, i stay cool calm and collective/ smack dab in the middle of all these posers
That should be poster children for the use of contraceptives
My methods perfected , I’m tedious with written words
And a touch more impressive, once I’m finished hittin herbs
Perception is the problem when people write they b
Thinking that the lack of criticism reflects how much that they amaze kids
It’s evident there’s blatent negligence
But it’s all irrelevant, it’s quality not quantity
If some say your dope, does that mean that your a bomb emcee?
everyone else, that’s what I keep on stressing
My worst critics myself, that why I keep progressing
But it's getting depressing, bringing water to my eyes
guys stop biting s**t
Take the time use your mind and write your s**t
Just recognise the wise rise, this is knowledge being dropped
Push the phonies to the bottom, let the scholars to the top
August 12 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Jeremiah 1-3
Key Verse – Jeremiah 1:9 Then the LORD put forth his hand, and touched my mouth. And the LORD said unto me, Behold, I have put my words in thy mouth.
HEART THAT SEEKS THE LORD WHO PUTS HIS WORDS IN OUR MOUTH
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against bad motives
By His rebukes’ directives
To guard us from worldly incentives
Never to push us toward humanism’s sedatives.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against evil deed
By His chastisements, smiting wickedness’ seed
To drive us toward good works indeed
Never to tolerate us of selfishness’ greed.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against fruitless goals
By His instructions’ roles
To protect us from temptation holes
Never to bring us into haughtiness’ poles.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against destructive frustration
By His truth’s proclamation
To cleanse us from blasphemous abomination
Never to leave us around idolatry-seduction.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against worthless aims
By His Scriptural standards’ frames
To pull us away from shameful blames
Never to allow us lingering in earthly carnal games.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against wrong stewardship
By His authority’s leadership
To uphold us for joyful worship
Never to neglect us in prayer’s fellowship.
Our heart seeks the Lord Who puts His words in our mouth…
…against hypocritical sacrifices
By His mercy’s graces
To keep us within ministerial services
Never to forsake us in sins’ curses.
August 12, 2026
If time could rewind,
Then I'd fail my med school exam,
So no pain of being a doctor will ever be.
You need to be one to understand.
For I'd be relieved of long hours on call,
With no sleep, no rest, not even a doze,
Yet fresh work must begin the next day,
As if my bed took all my sedatives.
Legs struck with cramps during surgeries,
Eyes drained of vigour from restrained sleep,
Yet the brain must stay most alert,
Else their wigs and suits will bleed your pockets dry.
Work is done in currencies spent in dreams,
Rewards are paid in miserable coins to bank accounts,
Teachers frown at late school fees,
Landlords wave quit notices for overdue rent.
When the body begins to complain,
And mistakes seal up excellent procedures,
In their wigs and gowns they will order,
“Cease his license; he’s not capable.”
Yet the bed sheet that wrapped many years in emptiness,
Will now be used to soak tears for the rest of the years,
And on their lips will rest the cruel words:
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
Your life is lived without fun,
Yet those in the so called noble profession lie in wait,
To milk dry twenty-five years of hard work with pain,
By then, grey hairs would have weakened the brain.
So what use are those years of heads buried in books,
When it's in dullard's pockets money is minted,
While you work as if work was yours alone,
So, time, can you go back to that med school exam, please?
Take your stethoscope, give me peace in its stead.
it hurt so much that she prised out the molar in despair
with a corner post missing pain oozed from wounded flesh
one cavity exchanged for another but rawness lay bare
she tried painkillers and sedatives then settled for hash
anguish hampered her feelings and she tore at her heart
until emotional turmoil pulsated in oblivion and voids
took a few more puffs from the reefer to make a start
to clean up her act but failed and reached out for opioids
dazed in a haze it appeared to work well for a short while
she pickaxed her mind and attempted to extract the root
of disorientation sorrow and evil but her mind remained vile
confused and drugged the remedy’s effects stayed rather moot
alcohol uppers and downers magic mushrooms and cocaine
followed her on the devastating road to full blown compulsion
whatever she tried she spread bedlam and became more insane
threw the drugs in the loo and looked back in fearful repulsion
21st September 2020
Seven second serendipitous develop
Macro piano keys maestro, Lord
Ceiling laden with citrus psychedelic
Unsatiated homosapiens flawed
Ghost film fire eye-socket negatives
Kaleidoscope rolls in their skulls
Soiree opaque pink sequin sedatives
Scintillate wicked sinful impulse
Protein hungry industry herds herbivores
Apex predator caves to serpent
Coveted control position consumes pure
Curious article of cruel torment
Sacred score smudged in blood punishes
Hell or Heaven editors insidious
Emit charcoal chuckles, lit match judges
Bicker Bible's pixels ambiguous
Dusk draws hills, halcyon skied silhouette
God made man strive in shadow
Modified paradise prints timely pirouette
Gluttony grabs hanging mangos
22nd February
Sold Fables
June 12 Heart for God Bible Meditations Based on Job 38-39
Key Verse – Job 38:1-2 Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said,Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge?
HEART THAT EXPECTS GREAT ANSWERS OF THE LORD
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our motives
That bring us to His will’s perfect incentives
Through His wisdom’s perspectives
Against worldly fatal sedatives.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our priorities
That pull us to His statutes’ authoritative certainties
Through His discretion’s opportunities
Against materialistic vanities.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our victories
That drive us to His triumph’s wondrous glories
Through His principles’ teaching territories
Against sinful doubt-filled worries.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our commitments
That usher us to His instructions’ honourable discernments
Through His leadership’s establishments
Against slothfulness-caused detriments.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our actions
To propel us toward His righteousness’ joyful destinations
Through His holiness’ directions
Against hopeless dysfunctions.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our ways
To fill us with His blessings’ bountiful rays
Through His satisfaction’s trays
Against poverty-stricken days.
Our heart expects great answers of the Lord along our praises
To uphold us by His Word’s Scriptural braces
Through His truth’s forces
Against miserable unbelief-caused curses.
June 12, 2026
No medication
No more medication, no more sedatives.
No more manufactured state of bliss,
Is needed here for I have found my peace.
If all you bring is negativity,
Then keep your thoughts away from me;
For your negativity can no longer hurt me.
For I feel nothing for you anymore,
Whilst feeling everything for her, the next girl.
She is naturally kind when she goes au naturel;
All I want from you is that you go to Hell.
There is nothing like TV to kick you in the teeth
And bring you down to your knees, down to reality.
Watching romantic comedy movies,
Is no longer possible for me.
Life is a rollercoaster with its ups and downs,
But you enjoy the ride sometimes, when love is in the air.
It all happens in an instant,
Blink and you will miss it.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
I admit that I won’t hand in my homework before the deadline
but time is a difficult concept when you are covered in scales
that weigh you down and you are a perfectionist procrastinator
your claws dig into the task and wings are covered in fantasy
The reptile of your imagination attempts to take off in fancy
but the crumbled pages of flight control head space object to
imperfection smudged lines grammar syntax and repetition
while you as the writer and the protagonist lose absent plots
Fumes spout from a brain on overdrive and lost speed control
maybe the magic mushrooms were out of date and sedatives failed
to settle down a mind full of passion and hard graft lost in space
when agitation mixes with insomnia and pills’ antagonistic effects
Surely the teacher can’t fail you on effort ten out of ten for trying
to create more than a title caption that wiggles from the shivers
not to conform to old templates and hand in sub-standard work
a genius does not submit to outdated prescriptions nor norms
You decide that a kind flaming pterodactyl came to your rescue
takes the blame in brilliant disguise for creating blank meaning
Miss that is when it occurred to me to become a dinosaur instead
you will appreciate that there is a distinction and you are a dragon
09th February 2021
(buy two for the price of one)
Serve your mom and dad a tea at breakfast
With ginger and drops of sedatives to relax
Drive them to the market in Happy Town
Buy them new outfits and shoes
Parents must look good for a presentation
Comb their hair. Part it in the middle
Nix that. Your dad is bald.
Pat him on the head for good luck. "Good boy!"
Buy two leashes at the leash emporium
One pink, one in blue to tell them apart
Attach mom and pop around the neck but gently
Strangulation is against the law and not too friendly
Remember they are parents so show respect
Sell them at the marketplace. Kiss them goodbye
Slaves are in short supply these days
Parent sales are precious and fetch a pretty penny
They make great gifts at Christmas
Take dad’s wallet. It is the least you can do
For all he has done for you and don’t forget mommy
Leashes look great on them in pink and blue
Toodaloo you two
Authors Note: The author loved his parents. They were great people. He wants to inform you that this is a fictional piece and advises against selling your family members unless they start to annoy you.
August 12 Scripture Meditations Based on Ezekiel 33-39
Key Verse – Ezekiel 33:8 When I say unto the wicked, O wicked man, thou shalt surely die; if thou dost not speak to warn the wicked from his way, that wicked man shall die in his iniquity; but his blood will I require at thine hand.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR WARNING ME
Thank You for warning me against bad motives
By Your rebukes’ directives
To guard me from worldly incentives
Never to push me toward humanism’s sedatives.
Thank You for warning me against evil deed
By Your chastisements, smiting wickedness’ seed
To drive me toward good works indeed
Never to tolerate me of selfishness’ greed.
Thank You for warning me against fruitless goals
By Your instructions’ roles
To protect me from temptation holes
Never to bring me into haughtiness’ poles.
Thank You for warning me against destructive perversion
By Your truth’s proclamation
To cleanse me from blasphemous abomination
Never to leave me around idolatry-seduction.
Thank You for warning me against worthless aims
By Your standards’ flames
To pull me away from shameful blames
Never to allow me lingering in earthly carnal games.
Thank You for warning me against wrong stewardship
By Your authority’s leadership
To uphold me for joyful worship
Never to neglect me in prayer’s fellowship.
Thank You for warning me against hypocritical sacrifices
By Your mercy’s graces
To keep me within ministerial services
Never to forsake me in sins’ curses.
August 12, 2022