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America's Disease

You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“Read my lips,” Bush One said —
You listened close and voted Red.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“It’s the economy, stupid,” Clinton blew —
You bought the line and voted Blue.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“Compassionate Conservative,” G.W. pled —
Sounded nice, so you voted Red.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“Hope and Change,” Obama’s cue —
The pitch was strong, so you voted Blue.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“MAGA, MAGA!” Trump had said —
No better slogan, so you voted Red.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

“Build Back Better” was Joe’s view —
Sounded smart, so you voted Blue.

Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.

We vote Red, then we vote Blue —
Neither side knows what to do.
Then back to Blue, then Red again —
Why beat a horse that’s long been dead?

Right then Left, then Left then Right —
All they do is brawl and fight.
Line their pockets, make another run —
Holding office sure looks fun.

But We the People hold the key —
It's time to change the strategy.
No more Right on Red or Left on Blue —
Vote Independent — break on through.

Doing the same, expecting new —
Insanity's logic just won’t do.
The two-party game is broken, corrupt —
Time for the people to rise — and disrupt.

You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
You’ve got to see the forest through the trees —
You’ve got to be the cure for America’s disease.
Form: Lyric


Premium Member Serenade

A stranger says ‘He sings just for you ‘
Shyly look down; What else am I to do? 
Just a midnight serenade,
a melodic masquerade;
I really want to believe that’s true;

Spill my secrets, still unspoken;
Just a midnight serenade,
a melodic masquerade;
You carry my heart like a token, 
Drew a mask and created my slogan;

Relishing in your proximity;
Just a midnight serenade,
a melodic masquerade;
Silence shields all my honesty,
These thoughts run so recklessly; 

‘Oh sir, you tease me with this myth ‘
Just a midnight serenade, 
a melodic masquerade; 
A stranger asks and my eyes can’t hold it 
‘Who is it you’re so in love with?’.

Donnie T!

Look at me I’m Donnie T!
Unbound by reality
Out of my head
But my hat is bright red
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee

I have a great slogan
I’m pals with Joe Rogan
(Great guy. Very short.)
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T!

A real stable genius
I have a yuge 
(don’t judge my hands)
(they’re quite large for a man)
Say’s me 
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee

Work for me you’ll sign an NDA
To protect my big fat…HEY
(we all do it…right?)
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T!

So believe me, I know
Just because I said so
You’re stupid when you don’t
And a loser if you won’t
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee...ee

We are just so very great
“They” however do not rate
(They’re eating our pets after all)
It’s me
I’m Donnie T!

Don’t you believe the covfefe
They try to make me look messy
Tremendously fake news
Watch Hannity for your views
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…ee…ee

All I do is make deals
The bestest great deals
(Tariffs and Crypto--How can we lose)
It’s me
I’m Donnie T!

You know China’s just not classy
But my daughter Ivanka is so sassy
I’d date her if I could
But Melania said I probably should…..not
It’s me!
I’m Donnie T…EEEE…EEEE!
Form: Rhyme

Landmark College: Marked for Excellence

In Landmark College's hallowed city,
Knowledge flourishes with simplicity,
Learners absorb with eager facility,
Blended curriculum, a harmonious unity.

Teachers sympathetic, empathetic in duality,
Guide learners with compassion's clarity,
Vast in trends, educational advancement's reality,
Conducive environment, a learner's serenity.

Modern facilities, equipment in totality,
Sporting complex, a wonder in locality,
Emotional, physiological, spiritual, cognitive, physicality,
Wellbeing's holistic approach, a noble integrity.

Day and boarding options, flexibility's liberty,
Pastoral parents, a nurturing community,
Full boarding facilities, a home away from home's security,
Landmark College's care, a promise of tenacity.

Academic excellence, integrity, honesty's sincerity,
Mutual respect, hardworking, a moral clarity,
Little wonders thrive, lunch provided with generosity,
Landmark College's slogan, a promise of fidelity.

Join us in Ikorodu, Lagos, a city of opportunity,
Pick a form, and let your child's future be our priority,
Total wellbeing, our concern, a promise of fidelity,
Landmark College, where learners flourish with agility.
Form: Rhyme

To Our Mother

To My Mother
    You have created us to establish the love
                            In this earth
    You have fed us by your blood to sow the
              Seed of sacrifice in this land
    You have hold our fingers in all our grieves
           To show the divinity of a mother

   We the ungrateful dogs forgotten you
      On the lust of newly wedded wives
    We may hit many times by our words and  actions
       You just ignored everything with your smile
    Your words 
       Echoes in all our needy times 
    As a slogan to achieve our goals
     Your kindness 
     Recollects the mercy of God
                             To Our Mother
     Your love on me[us]
      Refreshes this earth as fresh and new always


Waking Dream

They don’t crucify prophets these days 
I told the man in my waking dream,
They have more sensitive subtle ways,
They call them rehabilitation schemes,
Talk until you suddenly find
They present you with their plan
To mould and change your mind
And make you a compliant man.
Their slogan is of free speech
To walk the party line or brother
You become outcast social leech
In a state that quickly smothers,
Buries you in modern toys,
Lures you with possessions
A world of synthetic joys
And selfish obsessions.

The eleventh commandment rules. 
The other ten mean just naught
In a sheer simplicity that fools
Thou shalt not get caught.
Don’t need crucify the prophet today
Just make him question his self worth
Or the ultimate modern way
Make him an object of mirth.
No they don’t crucify prophets these days
Maybe expose them on prime time tv
Where the media guru has his ways,
To harass and humiliate there for all to see.
Form: Rhyme

Experience Regina Tourism Flub

Regina city councillors under fire
For ad campaign’s not looked at prior
How someone did not think to inquire
Check the news if you think me a liar

This province had some odd news breaks
Like the Tim Hortons with the snake…
The moose in the school for hoof’s sake
But this capital city goof takes the cake

I suppose they were hoping for a laugh
Now it looks like there’ll be some new staff
The response may still be half and half
Talked about around the coffee carafe

They’ve taken a lot of flack in the past
Tried to steer into the skid at last
That plan backfired pretty damn fast
A collective face palm, country vast

A headline that didn’t need to be spun
With marketing that cannot be undone
Since the new slogan that they chose to run
Is : “The city that rhymes with fun”…..


** Slogan since retracted by Experience Regina
Still Managed to make International headlines, well done...
Form: Quatrain

Keepsake

Tell me that you've felt a failure
In doing what was right
While pillows dampen, salty
Amidst the restlessness of night
A wonder, wonders bless the wicked
And the same thing in reverse
Ensure the gnarled vines of virtue
Aren't easily traversed
With what was once a gleaming moral compass
More a burden than a tool
Its rusting ends give rhyme to meaning well
A witty slogan of the fool
The firmest grasp fatigues to loosen
Slipping chains cut like a knife
In vain, try letting go completely
This blessed curse carried for life
As tainted blood drips from your calloused palm
And every orangy link
Try not to smirk upon the splashes
More rewarding than you'd think
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Fasting Cure

There were potato chips
and hot fudge sundaes
and chocolate doughnuts
and peanut-butter bars
and cheesecake
and apple pie
and pistachio ice cream
and cereals dressed up as candy.
The banquet was endless.

But I didn’t feel good.

I sat in a library
found a book
On a protein diet
Thought all my problems
would be solved.
Goose pimples marched up my spine,
the chill of the newly converted,
as if I had joined
The enlightened.

So I ate tuna and mayo for breakfast
meat and chicken and eggs
wouldn't allow a breadcrumb 
into my mouth
I lost weight
I lost bone mass
I lost muscle
For good.

But I didn't feel good.

After too much of this
I discovered fasting:
No snacks
no in between
no lunch
not much protein
not much sugar
not much fat
except some oil
and I finally felt:

good.

I learned that animals
lived longer
if they underate
The student
would carry well fed rats
who had died of old age
out of the cages
but the fasting ones
kept going.

I became a born-again messenger
of the need to fast
I was a good advertisement
for the results
until my past
caught up with me
Bad guys targeted me
with a new kind of science
But until then
I was handsome:

Not sure that was such a good thing
But feeling better was.

We live in a land
where food is close by
always.
It takes discipline
to get the good
without the bad
To fast
Sensibly
Moderation in all things
is a slogan
that's not always true.

I tried to get my brother
to give it a try
He thought it might work
But he said
He didn't want to be
Handsome, lean, and athletic
He was happy
with a beer
and an occasional cake
with his friends
and maybe he's right.

But I say 
Fast
Anyway.

Jump On Johnny

A wagon full of them 
happened to pass by mine 
at dawn
Their voices raised as one
attuned to match the demands 
of the current social trends 
"Jump on Johnny jump on"
they beckoned invitingly at me 
A very different tune to their staple
"Go home Johnny just go back where you came from"
Taken aback as I was, I reckoned 
such a chance could come handy 
in time
Sure beats the "crawl under that rock
Johnny play dead for now"
"Just while the flights are cancelled 
at least"
So I quickly jumped on that bandwagon 
without a second thought, 
that's what I did 
Went along for the ride and pledged 
my loyalty to them on that day
Out on some patriotic duty
or so, that's the claim they made
A joint noble cause, I figured
could make a fertile ground 
to sow the seed of a much needed 
united front
It sure felt good to be included 
for a little while 
Until their strongman deemed it 
the perfect time to gorge my eyes out, 
much to my utter dismay 
He swore it was proof of dedication 
Anything to fit in, I thought to myself 
But I soon found out thinking 
wasn't allowed either
There was a ready made agenda 
to be followed by all of us, in place 
Worded just right to fit its purpose 
All we had to do was regurgitate it 
over and over on demand 
Till it turned into our only truth 
And to be sure to spread it about 
Anyone who disagreed with it 
was bound to be a traitor of sorts
It was the way of the order 
or the highway
To make the cut all you had to do 
was strap on a pair of blinkers 
"Rest your sights on the insides of 
the glorious tunnel, to reset your view
Then all will be well with you!"
That was our slogan by the way
Rather catchy don't you think?
Unfortunately my conscience 
wouldn't have any of it
Being brainwashed somehow 
failed to catch its fancy 
I soon found myself longing for the old songs 
"Crawl under that rock Johnny play dead for now"
"At least until the flights are back on air"
Then it will be "go home Johnny! 
just go back where you came from"
Fitting in, for sure carried a price tag
too heavy for my pocket
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