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Let me get this straight,
You demand everything be free
and have no intention of assimilating.
I said we need to tighten up the borders a bit.
To screen who's coming in.
Know you called me a racist.
Said I wanted children placed in cages.
You pulled the "phobia card". Again
From your magic hat of political correctness.
Truth is, those children are being clothed and well fed.
Entertained and educated.
Have a roof over their heads
Free medical attention...
Unlike some of our own children
and countless homeless vets.
My views have nothing to do with religion
or the color of your skin.
It has everything to do with
separating roses from the weeds...
You know the thing called vetting with common sense.
Remember you often said you wanted to kill us.
While demanding all that free stuff...
"That my blue-collar butt actually pays for.
In sweat and blood"...
Now you want me to lay out a welcome mat
and shut my trap.
Well, that's never going to happen, Jack.
I'm the type that doesn't mind speaking my mind.
Having a little tussle in the political muck.
Walking down the throat of a gun...
So, get in line like the millions before you.
Bring those baskets filled with good intentions.
Leave those thorns of hate behind.
Don't cut in line
Maybe someday we can toast to assimilation and democracy...
Share a hectare of Mexican gold
from the torch of Lady Liberty's soul
and inhale the sweetness of freedom.
Together
Kathy Hochul took the reins,
Governor of the Empire State,
Promised fairness, promised change,
But for hope, you have to wait.
(chorus)
Kathy Hochul, you may get the vote,
But NY can't sail if you sink the boat.
You tell us it's patriotic that we should pay,
But taxes and crime drive the base away.
She started a fund for minorities
The drug war hurt them a lot
So now we'd have cannabis equity
funds to help them sell pot.
Pronouns changed in college dorms,
Nonbinary identity got a name,
An "X" upon official forms,
If you're not a man, and not a dame.
A fund for transgender types
You might wonder what's the need:
You might develop gripes
When you see the budget bleed.
Jobs for migrants, sanctuary laws,
No vetting at the gate,
But Republicans shouldn't stay
Their values don't match the state
Cash bail had to disappear,
That's what justice requires,
Critics warned of streets of fear,
But she threw gas on the fire.
(bridge)
A cop was killed by a repeat offender,
His family dressed in black,
Policemen booed her at the wake
She didn't have their back
"Incarcerated individuals,"
The new phrase was decreed,
Two short syllables became ten,
For a progressive creed.
Health care should be 'single payer.'
Voters should not need ID.
Demanding this was a burden
For an unschooled minority..
We have labels, funds, forms, and tax
But deeper troubles grow,
And every year more neighbors ask
If it's time for them to go.
You could be minority, you could hate ICE.
You could vape, your gender could be "X"
At the end of the day, do you thrive?
Ask Kathy Hochul for a government cheque.
Bothersome
The black kitten on my desks bookshelf
In my poetry meditation is small
Only as the poem
Undiscovered
And without
To push the book down
We will not
Only because you stranded me here
All the writing requests
Is simple socks
And travelling coffee's
Yet spectacles bets
Vetting my mystery netting
Tara took me to school
To find her bonnet
Tara Gendron and Kevin
Go to piano
Read Rupi
Rupi
Tic of knock
As sitting drop
In road tin say
Melting kettle lay
Hat and pat
Greatly treasure sap
Long in ago
Settle bets with go
Stepping Foot
The young limb
Clicks out of water
Grasping the dreary weather
Porcupine painful painting it's sun
The mirror of moon
Conquers the files sands
Landing in return of lust
Teaching the fawning shame
Wood plucking a feathers painting
The romance of wind and winter
Iceberg and seal
Feather behind harp
The foot eats the porcelain fingers
Building the painful yawn
Of concerts
The birds chirp invented from a voided life
Alone ousted without sound
Haunting of meaning
The flying fortress is found
To sound is sound and bound by ground
The harpsichord is hidden
In waters snap
We've many differences.
You yearn for and demand respect.
I prefer to earn it but couldn't care less...
if you respect me or not.
You shove a bullhorn in my face.
Force-feed me your warped points of view.
You put a blowtorch to my faith.
I believe in dialogue, and I'm willing to listen; are you?
I fancy energy independence.
You don't mind drinking oil from the spigot of terrorists.
While spraying me with green philosophy.
All the while running just as fat as I am.
You're anything but lean.
I respect the sovereignty of my country and others,
With a big, beautiful mahogany door and welcome mat.
Just on the other side of a secure border.
I like a fair vetting process based on merit with some semblance of order.
You've a rose-colored revolving door from hell.
Bringing sprinkles of heaven and maelstroms of chaos and death...
onto my front porch.
I like giving all beings a chance at living.
Just like you and I were given...
Funny how you'll grieve over a stillborn.
But turn cold when the unborn are torn into pieces.
You hate my God and me for believing.
Want to cancel my peace and freedom,
You're an atheist, but I'll defend your right.
to not believe in -then leave you to your peace.
Because I extend a hand in friendship,
You think I'm soft and a pushover.
Just in case you chop it off.
The other hand is clawed and spring-loaded.
Willing to put you six feet under the clover.
Twas the night before my cousin's
wedding
He reluctantly gave in to the
bachelor party vetting
A burlesque, tawdry strip club was
the setting
Unbeknownst to him, the bridesmaid
was his appetite whetting
With gratuitous lap dance, began
the ribald feting
In drunken stupor, the enamored
groom his fealty forgetting
Released his inhibitions all of his
clingy garments shedding
Strode platform, in sync with
bridesmaids erotic moves duetting
In tantric rhapsody, she released
pheromones his testosterone
subletting
Enraptured with his riposte jaunts,
her matrimonial bond shredding
The enamored bridesmaid with lust
his bare essentials began petting
His betrothed parts to her
dominatrix will indebting
As the groom climaxed, his phallus
got entangled in her fish netting
Two truant souls now writhing;
spent body parts bloodletting
Dislodging their carnal chains, into
frothy night jetting
To hotel that lodged devoted bride;
their remaining passions bedding
Lurid, tawdry tryst not regretting;
but o'er bawdy exhibition sweating
Wedding contest
September 14, 2012
You lift me from mundane reality,
with wondrous flights to lands of poetry,
where there, my simple visions come to be
expressed with chosen words of imagery.
Implanted in the heart and soul of me,
your brilliant gems become the words I see.
My clouded concepts there to you transferred
to be refined through vetting of each word;
to shape so artfully my thoughts conferred
that mirror passions of my heart incurred...
reanimated with your words preferred.
No turning back once our sojourn begins;
surrendering...the only choice that wins.
The hunter and the hunted, we like twins,
bind close together through the thick and thins
as words and thoughts unite in final goal...
all fragments melded to create a whole
and we together merge in heart and soul.
You soon present your gift of polished thought;
each word alive, well-chosen, sorely sought...
so bittersweet...my muse...poetic art.
My poem shines in your finality;
a diamond, honed from visions undeterred.
Through mazes, it encountered many spins
composing imagery through word control,
until your tranquil spirit knew you caught
that inner feeling deep within my heart.
He is rich, but willing to share
Sending two billion dollars
Yes that is billions, right there
To non-profits with no collars
Yes, no strings attached.
No formal vetting or restrictions
Jeff Bezos, the head of Amazon
Sent money their way with happy convictions
His theory was that since they worked with the homeless
They would help them with things they really did need
So his crew got together, did research, and asked a few questions
Then he sent a hundred million to two dozen for working day seed
He started out born to a teenage mom in 1964
His parents did not get along, and his dad left when he was four
Jeff was a brilliant guy, went to Princeton and worked on Wall Street
But at the age of thirty he started an on-line company so sweet
He is one of the richest men in the world today, has to be….
But does that mean he’s heartless? Absolutely not, as you can see.
He gives this money freely with no restrictions or big oversight.
I am sure he sleeps soundly when he turns out the light.
periodontal disease the bane
of *****Sapiens,
and many a canine species
such as Great Dane
or an alien pet smart tumblr trying to feign
bing the best faux pas footed friend
to kind hearted primates of man kind,
which latter perhaps an aristocratic
Anglo Saxon overlord
generously re pay hay'n
his/her diligent indentured serfs,
and more importantly air
unlimited pro bono dental care
at Ivy League storied University of Pennsylvania
School of Dentistry
which demonstrably crafts aspiring
reputable Dentists,
many anon dis track did Engineer
or among other additional
competitive uber pursuits
nonetheless, said accredited blessed charges
per this institution of higher learnin'
paying back every single buck
renown for plethora of duck
quacking supremely smart graduated students
drooling to bark out
bone a fide intelligence fluct
chew waiting genius stratosphere
comprising grueling vetting process
scoring acceptance,
a combination menu demanding
eminent genetic luck
incorporating top notch
flying colors and pluck
initial pre admission screening interview
(from prospective students
leaving a positive first impression stuck
thru rigorous quizzing presentation paces),
which gauntlet on par with Olympic ardor
assiduously, modestly,
swimmingly convincing board
with collective listening ear
comprising decision makers, judging fair
how fated genetic sprig wrought
(from imponderable hereditary blend his/her
that above average intelligent head gear
to be applied at afore
mentioned die hard lessons here
trials and tribulations didst ap pear
at timely juncture at me then young life
Kansas City. Barbeque beef. Black power and white power working alongside Power and Light.
Sprint Center, Royals Stadium, many small towns, Crown Center, Fritz train deliveries, a real delight.
Aquarium, Union Station, Lego-land, fountains too beautiful to see all at one setting.
Street car, Steamboat Museum, culture as far as the eyes care to see, a real vetting.
Moving here? Come visit first. Sample our cuisine and head toward First Friday in the bottoms.
If we are not friendly something is wrong, visit summer, spring, or come experience our autumns.
A small town feeling in most of our suburbs, and an eclectic mix of personalities,
We are tearing it up, a mess in a good way, and open to new foreign ideas, so come if you please.
Written ~ December
two thousand seventeen
in case ye dear reader possess
an eye extremely keen
nonetheless just by happenstance
courtesy this human bean
counter, who also happens
tubby garden variety alien.
Panoply of mystical elements of holly day style
breathe prez sense frostily exhaled aired
per millennia athwart
(this terrestrial spaceship planet Earth)
two plus seventeen carousel rides resonated
veritable pantheon of pagan rituals
and quirky superstitions lit
(akin to a lit Christmas tree)
starry eyed imagination
as catalyst viz *****Sapiens
furrowed stern brow of forehead
aft stemmed whilst Santa oft puzzling
(allocating suitable gifts)
inducing him to tug thought generating beard
pondering, whence agents provocateurs
receive just desserts
fueled hodge podge, mish mashed, helter skelter
eclectic December twenty fifth
encompassing tens of thousands previous generations
bred despacito fixtures via paganism,
Manichaeism, Jainism, et cetera
ancient brutish credos, ethos, faiths
brewed nebulous concoction
within mindset of early mankind
loose confection, confederation, conglomeration
indiscriminately torquing, vetting, whetting
disparate constituent beliefs
contagion wrought spirit paradigm
inculcating oral tradition Madonna and child
occupying high chair
whereat superstitions birthed patchwork
comprising divergent ensemble heralding