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From river to the sea, an ocean of blood, filled with cries of children;
peace is broken, homes destroyed, lives shattered, a sea of refugees fleeing torrential bombs, under the ether of Western civilization resisting a ceasefire.
From river to the sea, Palestine is on the brink, like an express train to unspeakable tragedy befalling a whole nation, slated for extinction.
History's marching backward, to Rwanda and Auschwitz, a clever strategem for land without its original people, invaded by European settlers citing holy book to lay their claims, like Spanish conquistadors, proclaiming an "empty continent."
From river to the sea, a nation rises and put down like new Spartacus, mutinous against their slavery, and the new King Cnut desperately summoning the waves for Eretz Israel, with no more checkpoints and separation walls; they're only needed for an apartheid state.
From river to the sea, priceless treasures, highlighting architectural ensembles of centuries, buried under the chorus 'finish them,' finish them all, old, young, women, children, their animals too. The magic of land that spawned world religions suddenly has dwindled to a trickle of humanity, the catharsis of a crisis of spirit, shutting down conscience, and soon new settler homes shall be built on tower of skulls, with Gaza's unwelcome beaches available to western tourists again, offering kayakers great thrills at discounted prices, with its banks lined with daffodils and new palm trees, so the pleasure boats can anchor for a day to take advantage of the whirlpools of new resorts with a big sign, no Palestinian allowed.
From river to the sea, the light glows within the dispossessed, and with each martyr, their spirit of resistance blooms, and the saga lingers: Palestine will be free, and Jews and Muslims shall live together in peace.
Six titles,
Twelve number one
Contenders..
Best out four falls
If there is a draw
A ten minute finale
Will deside the winner
Four barrels(oak)
Filled with sand
At the bottom a
Title belt and contract
For a title match.
The tagtitles will be
Seperated in two barrels
The team that wins
Will flip coins to
Deside the order
Of the barrel turning.
Auditing firms will
Represent the interest
Of each grappler.
A sercurity detail asppointed
By the company and
The auditing firms.
Those firms interested
In representation can do so
By call Ziconia Prawn
At Oboe and Sunshine
555-555-5555
Or message
@$$$.Ringstarr.com
It has it history from the rye farms
Of Scotlan
A tradition carried to the colonies s.
They'd put a womans name on parchment
And put it the rye at the bottim of
The barrel. The winner of the match
Would win a date.
It was held at the autumn festivals.
Disclaimer, the two men who draws the tagtitle belts will
Meet the tagcchamps as number one contenders.
The w
World title bout will be sactiined by both the united auditing firms
And the parent comoany.( no rubber match)
The American Nation Championship will allow a rubber match
Witg the current champions Position in consideratiin.
( he has the ability to name the type of match)
The Talus Championship champion will be
Named number one contender to the World Championship
The Independant World Championship will be
Defended in Canada under Northwood rules
The International Championship is slated to unitl
His title with the World Championship and Independant championship
At "Get out the Business" in
Las Vegas"Keeping teamwork in mind to focus on your seffishness"
Electorate on tenterhooks until...
outcome of 2020 presidential election announced
Polling places slated to open seven o'clock
in the morning November third two thousand twenty
heightened tensions will strain patience
to breaking point concerning
extreme anticipation common joe experiences
(biden his/her time)
regarding which candidate trumpeted
as de facto commander in chief of United States.
Carpe diem the echoing refrain
heard and seen dispensed and broadcast
across telecommunications medium
cuz the very survival of democracy at stake
ruthless political machinations employed
to seize inalienable codified rights
couched within Declaration of Independence
and Constitution, written ethos, dogma, credo...
compiling aggregate of fundamental principles
or established precedents that constitute
legal basis of a polity, organisation
or other type of entity and commonly
determine how entity governed.
Understanding North American government
inextricably found yours truly agape
when chance occurrence brought hefty tome
into self assigned reading material
which storied author David McCullough
wrote engrossing John Adams biography
I read aloud with measured deliberateness
clearly enunciating each syllable of every word
despite runaway enthusiasm
to acquire historical premise
whereby original thirteen colonies
teetered on brink of immediate collapse
soon after majority representatives
swore fealty among themselves
despite ragtag soldiers
easily overwhelmed courtesy
fighting force of British Empire.
As a staunch affiliate of democratic party,
one veritable common joe
just biding his time,
I trumpet how crass
deleterious, egregious, fractious...
usurpation of power
jackknifed, kickstarted and linked
endemic flood (gushing) hatred
malicious, nefarious, opprobrious putrescence
laid down at the feet
upholding seventy five inches
of corpulent doughy flesh
regarding one conceited, haughty, and obstreperous
politician orchestrating machiavellian leitmotif.
Mark my words, that bull headed incumbent
will clamor, foment, incite, loose chaos
if Democratic candidate garners more votes
at the ballot box nsync with absentee citizens
casting their lot with the worser of two evils
otherwise put head between legs,
and kiss tuckus goodbye,
cuz hell in a handbasket looms on horizon.
notification of fire evacuation
slated to occur
April 12th, 2018 (between the hours
of 9:00 am and 12 pm) did spur
me to validate Google asper,
that direct object heave ving,
pro noun sub bull, verb bose,
ingenious American historical figure
attired in tailored clothes
careful sans his just keen
liberal mien pro
claiming necessity to doze
when body politik
didst need restorative source
analogous to drained battery expose
zing lack of electricity
mechanisms need did tubby supplied
(in one direction) flows
accorded stealing thunder and lightening
from Zeus where prominence glows
vis a vis via leaving
his tell tale fingerprints
upon flame inextinguishable hose
imprimatur of renown Founding Father,
a one man gifted born
improved quality of life
during Colonial American stage
buttressing forlorn
during his deux score and four years
fledgling United States heed add horn
bequeathing blueprints
(functional contraptions,
posthumous patents procured
after populace did mourn
gadgets kickstarting leveraging more novel
Ongepatshket prescience,
quietly revolutionary,
strikingly timesaving),
utilitarian value shorn
tattered stitched timeless totemic tenets torn
unimagined visionary watershed worn,
where underworld webbed wide world burned
with thermal coupling that churned
ferocious infernos
describing how Hades learned
tubby managed
to maximize efficiency
zealousness zeroed Zyder Zee
in said Netherlands
and hellish hot house turned
into a near utopia (More
or less nsync) with Doubting Thomas's,
where many mortals yearned
to escape corrupt fat cats, sans
those condemned to mortality
found minimally a mew
zing, and doggedly trudged 10,000 leagues
under the sea, entombing
jewels for vernacular speaking Josephine shew
wing scars from fire
that threatened Philadelphians thorough
lee hence, forcing many civilians
to dive vining Davy Jones's locker pre view
in 1736 after swallowing embalming fluid
ha I did "FAKE" you
tubal heave poetic pablum from human zoo!
the sky darkened with nary a warning
as if a slate of black had been cast down from the sky
in the distance thunder gave us a nod
I saw a flash of lightning near the ocean
what was that on the pier?
I peered out my window
the magician was back!
His gambling cards were flying out of his duffle as he walked.
An owl screeched down toward him, giving him the business
I knew someone was slated to die
this always happens when I see the magician
Maybe it is my turn, I thought
“What is it?” asked my husband.
He is sicklier than I am.
“Nothing,” I replied.
Glad his eyesight was not that great.
All I needed was his heart rate to go jumping up into overdrive.
Faraway, across a widening
Expanse of vacant fields,
Dawns slated light is gradually
Awaking;
And too soon new Morn's stilled
Indifference
Determinedly steals
Into the abstractions of my fitful
Dreams,
Where, deeply concealed,
Many forgotten memories from days
Since past -
Ne'er once unto me unworthy...
Although long be they in their
Forsaking.
Those languid days, that, lately,
I quite often see and hear
Crowding throughout my wandering
Slumbers;
Vivid recollections, interns of a
Jumbled mind - for ages absent,
Beginning now to inexplicably reappear;
Insistent murmurings troubling -
Troubling incessantly:-
Unwelcomed guests from
Yesteryear...
Strange impositions, of a sorts,
Burdening upon this weary soul,
Which, encamped within my
Dampened Spirits -
Doth so unwittingly encumber!
"There beyond the fragments lays the Big Dripp!" The headlines read the Big Dripp Losses in Japan. I never thought we'd hear from him again. His oppoents is said to have been paid to rough him up to make him shut up. But the guy won the rematch nights later in Japan: to the dismay of many people in the industry. Again another company seeing his weakness signed there champion against the external sponsored enitity. The match was only promoted for one month:but it was a pay per view sensation. The main event match wasn't even the match The Big Drip was in. He had the Worlds Champion on the middle card with people around the World interested. The Worlds champion lost at 31;49 and the secondary title was slated to be recogniuzed under the newly Ultra United worlds Championship which the Big Drip left the areana with. Before the main event was even announced in the areana the Big Drip had secured a spot on an independent wrestling shows live broadcast. He challenged the last remaining challenge to the external company's challenge. He mde many in the industry angry! People and some audeince memebers didn't like what they saw. They had taught there people to aspire to be greatest in the Major leagues and these indeoendent start-ups came along and disrupted the dlow of business.
What awaited The Big Drip was the largest Comapny in the Wrestling Entity, they saw the fly's circling around the pile and would somehow find a rememdy to the problem. Removing the source and the attraction seemed to be how the remaining obstacle would approach handling The Era of the Big Drip. Once his challenges were complete the independant sponser would fully be revealed. Turning th Wrestling World on it's end didn't seem to be a smart idea, but it had worked. But to many these new reporters and audeinces were outsiders to the industry only coming in to see this new spectcl which could only be a spot along a down side to were people would loss interest in competitive entertainment and would look to this redision of sports wrestling as something fabbish and only a cheap pop spot.
Sarcastically writing about people who like me, that's what they say but I know it's unlikely, I'm playing myself but talking as their eyes see, self put downs acting as mad as I might be,
I know if there's a chance it might be true, that they won't think twice before they conclude, I'm mad as a bat with a brain so confused, this unchallenged answer gifts them a good mood,
they only feel like winners when another does lose, hitting rock bottom left battered and bruised, and keeping you there in a hidden pursuit they tell all the world how they want to help you,
I talk about how I have lost my own plot, I do it through humour they know I have got, to see if they say it and realise the plot, or jump at the chance to believe my mind's shot,
they say they're my friends but are blind to the test, will they think the worst as is seen by the rest, or see it my humour and choose to contest, as they are the people who do know me best?
They don't even question the fact I'm insane, the only outcome that their minds entertain, though they've seen this humour time and again, they take the advantage for personal gain.
What I am saying shows the mind of a nutcase, but what I'm saying would come out of their face, what they think of me fits right into place, I show the worst of me they're quick to embrace.
The fact is I'm them and ironically mocking,
I'm saying what they say believing rock bottom,
and they quickly grasp it as truth though it's rotten,
and that's why these people are friends I've forgotten.
Seen as my friends means their view's validated,
Until I point out all I have for them's hatred,
as they wander straight for the trap I created,
exposing these wasters who hope I'll be slated
Obscure place,
under the lamp of none but He.
Of the first snows.
The thirst of the arterial, ephemeral flow.
Where echoes converge and become ghost, at it's Canyons.
O Knight of Strongholds,
where memories melt and disappear,
showing of me again bare, of bones, of One.
Be but the realm of the transform
a symphony of ethereal whispers,
awakening dormant dreams of the alone.
In each delicate flake, a tale unfolds,
a moment frozen romance in time's embrace,
a reminder of the transient nature,
of seasons changing, of love evolving.
As winter's icy kiss adorns the land,
knows my dream and Fairy sits on the knuckle
at my back of hand.
I am reminded of fragile beauty,
of the miracles found buckled in surrender,
in the rendering to the Destiny-Unknown,
pullAge of lever of planned-perpetuity of Clan.
Moreover, be yet a childing
sprite a flitting kiss on blank slated cheek of Eternity, to surrender at His feet, at His Throne.
They say I inflated
It's they that conflated
Political lies with their version of facts.
The mess they created
Will long be debated
Another attempt to silence and styme.
As often I've stated
Which leaves them frustrated
I'm worth every cent of the Billions I claim.
The reason I'm fated
And by some surely hated
Is my obvious success and the money I make.
Letitia's now grated
Quite a bit aggravated
That her bark is so hollow with clearly no bite.
Not one to be intimidated
My strength celebrated
Let them throw what they will and watch it dissolve.
My lawyers are rated
This case armor plated
Watch these bogus new charges soon dissipate.
In the meantime I've slated
For the fans I've created
More rallies to drive my winning points home.
I'm buoyed and elated
Evermore motivated
For the White house to bask in my presence once more.