Long Serfdom Poems

A Journeyman

Prologue and Epitaph:

I am the fool, the jester, clown, a harlequin, charade, façade of many
shades and colours, mascara over broken fragments, dead and gone

1)	Megalomaniac charlatan, lost in destruction, finding the path, the touch,
the miracle...

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Injustice is just an inconvenience until it is proven...
When the sun hit their helmets it startled the very souls of the natives
a signal upon their eyes that spoke like a siren of ill prophecy to...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of distilled adolescent...

therefore he characterizes himself as an anomaly...any idea why?

Mortified, petrified, stultified, et cetera sheltered, 
and mortally wounded prepubescent,

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned (for bing keeler), 
hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o'...

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THE GREATEST GENERATION
by

JOHN M. ARRIBAS



Many Have Called Them the Greatest Generation
They Had Struggled and Survived, an Ugly Depression
It Was an Era of Hard Times and Simple Diversions
Like Bank Night, Singalongs  and Picnic Excursions
Band Concerts...

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What is freedom?
The brief period of anarchy between the last tyranny and the next?
Are we free if we cannot see the cage?
Or feel the chains?
What if our masters lengthen our leashes?
Only to tighten their hold...

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Let me hear that applause though I've done little to warrant it
Time is a poor curative for what's fundamentally broken
Brain's full pal, sorry, you've gotta go home
Even though I'm the one who paid for you...

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Clean cut; people clean cut.! Well styled suits, groomed to impress we gel well 
in success, success reads so well.. Glitz is the goal WOW  the 'surface' the substance.' 

Cut so clean.' free standing...

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Four pages of parchment to write a constitution;
Relief bills numbering 5,593 is tyranny; not a solution.
It is high time the tyrants in Washington,
Sat down, shut up, and lay down their guns!
Please do not think this...

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Incomplete metamorphosis of this stilled adolescent...
petrified, sheltered, and mortally wounded prepubescent

I consider myself
analogously buttressed, cocooned,
garrisoned, hardened, insulated,
where cell baited jumping frog
o' Montgomery County ne'er
went leaving larvae stage,

now no divine providential
power can assuage,
yours truly metaphorically locked
within...

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SUNRISE
Sunrise, hasten
Your feet to come
For in you the blossom
Of my heart berths
Dusk, the mirth of my heart
Has cocooned, and in frigid
 Warmth for sunrise it yearns 
For my sunshine to bring.
Sunrise come for my
Sunshine to...

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They made mammon somethng measurable, mighty, & magnificent,
everywhere that labor, exchange, & entertainment exist monuments
to money, large and small,

the genesis was excess manufacture 
such as grain, gold, textiles & ceramics,
animals & people,
purveyors were born like...

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Meat Market

They sit on window sills in Hamburg Amsterdam and many beautiful Cities

Legally ‘freed’ they take part in a shady economy of flesh lust and domination

Skimpy dress bare buttocks and bosoms with red light advertising...

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In The Garden of Evil
(Apropos the New World Creation)

See-sawing along
the shores of life,
gazing upon
the reflecting light,
we grasped
keloids of memories—running.
And like fishermen of food,
we webbed together
the broken pieces of history
and casted our nets into the sea:
into...

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No matter how big the war 
whether nation against nation or
two men in a bar, the result is the same: 
		loss.
In my lifetime nearly constant war, and even before. 
And that is just those involving...

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About the digital age and loss of human fidelity and meaning 

South core stabilized after all the smoke had cleared.   

None could understand how such occurrences could be part of every day life,...

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It’s a swill no one interrupts— 
A pill that consumes and corrupts 
Our honor's been jailed
And truth’s will is impaled
As the blood PAC tempest erupts


Author's note: Many of the super-rich (who do not yet have...

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GOLDEN     JERUSALEM

In the desert sand nothing flowers except ideas 
Yet in carpets of flowers it is suddenly blessed:
In the steps of  Jesus,  Mohammed and Moses
Towards Jerusalem never at peace...

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New York times and Washington post, better watch
The reports in the columns you host, keep within any
Remit, for the wokesters wish to poke' specially those in
The big-house, who'll treat as serious any old joke'
Don't be...

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At last,
Education stood to teach.

Acres of agonizing memory.
Hectares of Hecate,
Tripling in advance of nonsense.

Peering round and round in vertical cylinders.

Spun web-less in a lore of forgotten before.
And after, for the sake-less now.

Trudging on to prevent...

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Steps on mud, a stalking thread,
Red strings wind through dying groves
Where life needs time, to find footing,
Red strings halt hands in greed which hold
The axe of ignorance, the axe which bleeds
A people in flight from...

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What is on my mind 
Nothing is clear in sin city 
Bombs blast the birds from the trees 
Rapists rampage on the streets 
Murders and no apology 
What is on my mind 
Nothing is clear...

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What am I if not a slave?
I cook, clean and mourn;
I wash, sweep and weep
from dawn to fall of night.

I do nothing but cooking;
I cook all day,
three times a day,
from dawn to fall of night.

What...

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Overwhelmed dark vehemence 

i swedges each breathe 
for emancipation from shackles of
dark streets i walk
pawing of his covetous touches 
loath tie-ins running since ages
serfdom of a man's wench
or from the core of philtre of miseries...

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Ere becoming pets we were wolves
Roaming chainless, hunting hares
Hadn't signed the bond of serfdom yet
Nor had learnt to fawn
Then mortgaged freedom for crumbs
Wore dog collar, the slavery-symbol
To earn accolades, learnt snobbishly
The art of detecting thefts...

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Candid beliefs of grief,
where notion belays birth
beneath serfdom.
Once spread, collecting counterfeit
additions, superstitions
like hived honey,
neatly packed to feed
imature illusions;

devoured now.

Nothing to wear or bear,
just fading echoes
fighting to remain coherent,
but the pain of severed ties
beguilingly lies like...

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