Lost Sailing
The boat sails this way and that
Round around the waters
Lost its rudder a while ago
Like a person with no eyes
Going about by feel alone
Wondering how it happened?
Up creek no damn paddle
These things happen like life
Made in Red China kaput
Low quality crap made bad
Mass produced
Sold to us by the CCP turtles
Like the boat going round
But that's fine the crew
Tho minus a rudder
Are drinking a dozen beers
No cares for this world
Or the next sailing there
In a rudderless boat
Is the boat on the Styx
Also without a rudder?
And made by the Chinese?
What does the ferryman think?
All fine as long as you pay
Coins on a dead person's eye
Chinese currency refused
Made Up
Fake, counterfeit cosmetics
Adorn tables on our sidewalks , store outlets and on the internet
Nearly identical
Designer beauty at a discount and of low quality
Made in filthy , tiny factories
Resembling an unkept , abandoned art studio
From lipstick to foundation to blush to eye
shadow
From lead to feces
Deception
M-akeup
A-fordably unauthentic and
C-heap
Direct contact to skin may lead to
Allergies
And issues with the brain
Marckincia Jean
06/08/19
Free verse
The unwritten lyrics swarm in my head like a hornets nest, the studio is silent. The microphone taunts me in it's little square box, but it waits for a time when we can talk in private.
I hear the instrumental get louder from the twist of a knob. The song wrote its self as my head starts to bob. I cram into the booth and close the door with confidence. That I will come out feeling new and get praised with compliments.
I get loud with excitement and shake hands with my buddies. Hope that I can continue this hobby, but we see no money.
I made music for years not thinking what my future entailed. All my friends will understand when its time to set sail.
We have low quality equipment and no food for our stomachs. We grow into men and instead of friends, we are now distant cousins.
It strikes one at will,
As one whose intent
is to kill,
Causing rumbles and
tumbles in the
stomack,
Making you rummage
for solution down in
the sack!
The causer of all
kinds of ulcer
That entity
accompanied with
bitter pains
Which if untended
lead it can to cancer
And from which there
is loss and no gains!
The solution to be
sought when it
strikes is food
Whether large or
small in quantity
So far as this giant
can be tamed for
good
By it, be it of high or
low quality!
Hunger it is that is
one life's equalities
To both with
reputable and
questionable
qualities!!!
Warning: Video Surveillance in Use
By Elton Camp
Those fuzzy, unfocused videos of crime
To identify robbers aren’t worth a dime
Their low quality images are the excuse
Why, to catch crooks, they’re of little use
They show vague shapes moving about
That they have much value I surely doubt
The images they give are poor, not even fair
All I can tell is that it’s a man, not a bear
Far better technology most surely does exist
But it’s something high risk stores did miss
Therefore, video camera use at the corner store
Won’t stop any robber coming back for more
So little stores might as well take the sign down
It makes a crook laugh when he comes around
And so a mask he doesn’t even both to wear
Although he knows that the camera is there
People are architectured with different,
Religions and status.
They may be Christians and Hindus,
With all the luxury and comfort.
But there are some,
Who are low in status and in religion;
They may be related to other religions of low quality,
Or they are cursed with poverty.
God has made us all,
By writing our bright future.
There should be no misunderstanding;
Of the several religions and the status.
Everyone is equal in this big society,
No one is rich or poor.
We are all same to the eyes of the God,
As we are his children.
Who descended on earth to preach,
Good and new ideas among the people;
To make our society,
Cultural and well behaved by our gospels.