an American Dream
An American election is important for the world
right now, I see a dilemma on the one hand
we have Trump, who is too old, power once
in his hands, the bullet missed and struck hard
confidence is not cock sure his grip has loosened
Yet, his meeting with mortality might make him
a great president
The universal hatred the political class has for
Trump makes me suspicious of them, I think,
is because they fear he is a loose cannon that can
fire their way, exposing their corruption, their
lies to the people, one has to remember the USA's
politic is run and often won by those with cash
There is Kamala Harris, who plays the black card
to garner votes, but she is a person no one knows
anything about except her blind loyalty to Biden
was more important than loyalty to the USA
I think she was chosen because she has no political conviction
an empty vessel that can
Burp up what she has been instructed to do
smile and laugh while dark forces are changing
America into a socialist darkness, killing the once
powerful anglophile hegemony
A tiny leaf spins wildly through the air
plucked by a wind pursuing storms with flair
wind and leaf dances in gay abandon
like they had burst from out a loose cannon .
Over hills and dales, the leaf flies solo
until horizons lose the sun’s halo,
the waves in oceans continue to roll
an eternal love to the shores their soul.
Can the leaf hide from trees, flee the planet?
Earth settles to sleep, grasses a blanket.
The leaf stays invisible in the dark
away from incessant griefs humans spark.
Silence is holy, the biting cold sends
shivers to minds, mere calm reason transcends.
@jjote030924
Rainbow robber barons
loose cannon lephricaners
rollin'n' tumblin' dice
Ignorance is bliss said the uneducated Miss
Take the tiger by the tail, and then give a hiss.
A snake in the grass thought outside of the box
You can’t judge a book by its cover, said the ox.
Like a kid in the proverbial candy store
Good things come to those who wait said Moore.
In the nick of time there was a loose cannon swarm.
All together it became the perfect storm.
Cliques are like cans of worm said a tiny newborn.
But like all God’s favorite things, every rose has a thorn.
Grandma said, “The apple does not fall far from a tree.”
She was referring of course, to that arrogant baby, Little Lee.
What goes around comes around, Daddy interjected.
That’s the pot calling the kettle black, Mom said, feeling rejected.
No sense in beating a horse to death, said the uneducated Miss.
The grass is always greener on the other side. She blew them a kiss.
There are plenty of fish in the sea, they told Uncle Hank.
But now he felt dead as a doornail, he was sweet on Miss Lank.
He must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed someone said.
If only walls could talk! Hank lamented. His face was quite red.
(Feelings)
Speak the truth of what you are
For it's not me who's a loose cannon
If you know this game very well
Your earnings comes from pleasure not from thee.
Don't try to hide the truth.
The exposure of it, is out in the open.
What you enjoy, My body couldn't respond
So it needed a loose cannon to do the job which is not me For what My mind and body couldn't give.
So speak the truth and stop using me as your mirror image
To hide what you really are,You do not fool no one not even me.
For I've watch this game going on for very long,so of course don't think I did not know.
Keep in mind they always 3 sides in the world, like a Bermuda triangle.
This is one side you'll never be on. For I will never be you, and you will never be me.
(True feelings)
You may have little tolerance for tolerated people
For I have no love for those I never love,not even a lover
Don't feel you have to tolerate me
For I am not the one that commit crimes and rape and other.
You may not like me for your prediction of me turn out to be a lie.
You may not like me for not being a loose cannon.
You may not like me for not being a drug addict and a drunk.
Of course who would want to tolerate a person not using all these things.
You may not like me for defending myself& rights than to keep it
Quiet.
sooner or later those experience was gonna come out and be told.
I do not have to lie about everything I say for the markings and evidence speaks for itself and displayed.
So yes! You do not feel you have to tolerate me, for nothing of mines is yours and it will never be.
You try to turn my life into a nightmare, but yet you forgot you'll pay for the crime and the nightmare you caused.
You try to use me as your mirror image like my parents.
But yet you keep failing like all the rest.
You remind me of the Malpractioners that started all this mess, for They just miserable souls doing what they do best.
we as a society are drifting
further away from what we left behind
is this a call or a sign
you wear make up to cover your inner beauty
you pout, scream & moan
you drift along like a loose cannon
planting seeds of disaster
never to prepare for the great here after
yet inside you stand alone
like a dog without a bone
hiding behind the Willow tree
still some beg to differ or may disagree
like I often thin will she be the one to marry me
P.M.S. is an every day battle & test
behind the squeaky wheel
no notion of love in her heart
she can give a flying fart
like a soul drifting apart
yet in every season turns
one soul soars while the other one burns
you base your reality of what is in vanity
your life is a drama based upon tragedy
living in calamity as if its some comedy
you had your place in the sun now your to gone
eyes with spots having holes
taking off all of your clothes
you get meaner by the day
paying no homage to ever bow the knee to pray
but you insist on having it your own way
closed minded zombies in a world torn up in madness
break through the sadness so that you can set yourself free
this is my one last final plea
Steve Bannon
Loose Cannon
Your Fired
He has been bestowed with a poor pea brain
Being President can hardly to bare the strain
Does find things difficult to be detected
By brain which is like a loose connection.
(Also, flies off handle and is a loose cannon.)
Trump's interests may contain much conflict
And off a lot of people have become ticked
Forgot to mention with much apprehension
Each rank did continue to contain dissension.
Trump is same story that is getting old
Down river America is about to be sold
And into the past all good things will fade
Due to trouble he caused, created and made.
Start laughing and grab hold of seats
To wind start casting all of your sheets
Whistle on him we should begin to blow;
While Trump the Terrible on you will grow.
How about that "Mad Dog Mattis" and
"Trump the Terrible." Does sound like
something out of the stone ages which
is where I am beginning to think Trump's
thoughts and ideas came from.
James Nefarious Hililarious Horn
Hilarious is mis-spelled intentionally
originally.
Words run away
No rhymes now;
Rest in jest
~~~~~~~~~
Love knows the way
Faith anchors hope;
Peace sums joy
~~~~~~~~~
Come what may
Peace of mind stays;
Style knows the way
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Touch of good earth
Orchard of plenty;
Delightful harvest
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Weather forecast
Thundery showers;
Bright sunshine smile
~~~~~~~~~
Old couple here
Parkway bench respite;
Morning exercise
~~~~~~~~~
Walking their dogs
Owners chit-chat;
Suspicious canines
~~~~~~~~~
Early morning jog
Adrenaline rush;
Breezy wind cajoles
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Lost connection
Internet down time;
Ink stains paper
~~~~~~~~~
Emergent light
Dawn hurls swift;
Dreamtime evaporates
~~~~~~~~~
Too much
Too little;
Too late
~~~~~~~~~
Wordplay episode
Clutter desiccates;
Unfinished business
~~~~~~~~~
Birthday greetings
Facebook amalgam;
Discrete overtures
~~~~~~~~~
Too much talk
Missing mileage;
Loose cannon wildcard
~~~~~~~~~
Wild conundrum
Stillness circles;
Creative potential
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
06 December 2016
Singapore
First Adam
Two hundred thousand years before the time of this,
Surfing spirits crost the terrible, the great murky abyss,
One Amilius in command, 5 Adams he had planned,
5 colours he'd insist, before the dawn of hist,
5 hardy human bands! Where ice and snow exists,
within the swirling mists, an Adam in command!
Populated from the stars, cave men smoking big cigars.
Spirit into bodys slipt, in the suitable fellas, {homonid}
Mind expanding, brain a growing, altered forms by spirit knowing,
Mind creates, forgotten knowing, dwell a bit on this!
Negative will draw you ought,
positive forever sought,
see your path a spiritual sort,
after bodies gone, WE exist!
negative IT is evils work,
depression spikes you like a dirk,
shake it off, command desist!
Like pulling teeth might get you pist:}
YOU are in charge of this...
Don Johnson
Homonids were possessed and altered to Homosapien by mental DNA adjustment, creating a human race with intelligent spirits in command. But sometimes the animal Homonid in rage or passion takes command ...a loose cannon...
Loose cannon fires a sure salvo;
Aim for quick wit to spring wild jest;
Urge can fashion as pun demos;
Grip humour's fit in silly fest;
Hurl a new joy with banter mild;
Throw a joke there with metaphor;
Embrace fond ploy to roar most wild;
Reach a somewhere beyond before.
Hide your sad gloom in laughter's sway;
Emote and purge your tension fast;
Restore your room with happy stay;
Enjoy pure surge of wit that lasts;
Invite good cheer to settle here;
Numb your old fears as humour steers.
Leon Enriquez
24 June 2014
Singapore
When I see things
Do I know what I see?
When thought hurls fling
Do I feel free?
Seeing not knowing,
Looking not seeing;
Do I look to see?
Do I see to be?
Looking not knowing,
Seeing not looking;
Do I see to look?
Where's my look book?
I read more books,
Do I change looks?
Knowing not feeling,
Thinking not knowing.
I question questions,
I ignite tension;
Mad loose cannon,
Blind in a canyon!
I take a peek,
I con and cheat;
I sneak and seek,
I choke defeat.
Curious I look,
Curious I see;
Discard vain books,
Now learn to be.
Curiosity kills,
Vanity styles;
Swallow some pills,
Watch cynic smile.
Weird this madman,
Wild as a fire;
Crazy poet tends,
Fancy words sire.
I say something
Because I create;
Wordplay I fling,
Watch soul sublimate.
Day after day,
I write my lines;
And if I may,
Make beauty mine.
Leon Enriquez
14 Mar 2014
Singapore
Love can seem so happy and so wonderful
But it can hurt and take away from life too
You make me so happy and make me feel so special
But then you turn around and make me feel like ****
love can turn you into a whole new person
But you could change into to something great or something no one wants
Love seems so wonderful at first
But spending my days not knowing if you want me or even care for me is agonizing
Sometimes i feel like your lying to me but if i say that then you'll get mad again
Your such a loose cannon, ready to burst with rage and tears
Love is so temperamental
so can you tell me.......
Is It Worth It?
Blocked in my bonded mind
I am trying to get away
Trying to peel away this rind
Left in nothing but dismay
I am thickened in the skull
My shell is very thick
And quite a nut to hull
You may need to use a stick
My mind is a loose cannon
Like a bomb set to blow
Just like that Roy O’Bannon
From Jackies movie show
You see I’m so blocked in
I bury all my emotion
How can I ever win
I’ve lost all my devotion
Just need to get it back
To fix all my emotion
Before these feelings stack
If I locate my mind
I’ll never let it go
It will be quite a find
But how will I know
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