My Worst Enemy Is Anger
On the fire of anger I burned alone,
With dust of anxiety and a heart of stone.
Rage broke the peace of my beloved kingdom,
And left me wandering, lost and numb.
Like history did when two cities fell,
Hiroshima and Nagasaki knew that hell.
Buried in dust, in fire’s cruel breath,
Humanity died in a second of death.
Terrifying rays turned day to night,
Everything to ashes in one white light.
Generations faced the weight of rage,
A scar written on time’s own page.
Poisoned skies became a nightmare cover,
Anger destroyed what love could never.
In one decision, worlds were torn,
And innocence was left forlorn.
Yet one tree remained, its roots held tight,
A ginkgo standing through endless night.
No leaves, no hope, but still it grew,
A quiet vow that life breaks through.
So I lay down anger, my worst enemy,
And choose the green where I am free.
From ash and sorrow, let mercy bloom —
Let healing, not rage, fill every room.
Don't sing in Singapore..Of freedom or you'll get it raw.' Basic humanity is not
A thing, you can't sing..Or it could mean
( sing sing') if you brimg.? Notice of hate
Crimes going on in action; or maybe in song.? There's no 'giver-ment' in there
Current regime, they live in a 1940s capure in latency.' If you get what i mean
No honour of the blood then spilled they
Are sold out..I see they just dish the swill
Given by a money lending land where
Usery is the god, and violence rules, a
Place where bio-warfare played, subjecting their own populace, no remorse have they, they stuck them like
Rats in a experiment, how long before
These people vent.? Unspeakabe things
Where put in thir bodies' i find it all
appalling, and much more than shoddy.'
Their epstein type rulers, take everyone
For fools, they cook up false
emergencys ignore human dignity, no decency there now
Rules.'
What kind of pet did Harry bring home?
Not from Alaska, Italy, Corinth or Rome
Massie and mastadonic, my mama said.
But aren’t all wooly mammoths kind of dead?
cause of the waist of time
Reflects sadly
impure air braved the mind -
Make us spiritually clean
have a quiet mind and listen -
remove weeds by the root
~
08.02.2023
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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There was a young man who was obese.
He ate too much and now he's deceased.
He went to his favorite restaurants and ate a lot of food every day.
He died at the age of thirty and it's not surprising that he passed away.
His family told him that his gluttony might prove fatal and they begged him to go on a diet.
Even though they told him over and over that his obesity might end his life, he didn't buy it.
One evening when he was through eating, he had a massive heart attack and hit the floor.
He died instantly and his wife and children grieve because their patriarch isn't alive anymore.
He scoffed at the idea of dieting and he suffered a horrible fate.
He might not have died if he had made an effort to lose weight.
By George P. Lumayag
https://georgelumayag.weebly.com/
It's hard to move the boulders;
it's hard to roll them manually; and
it's hard to push them away from each other.
I just stay in between them
and climb on the top of the massive one.
Up in the sky a great big spoon
Took a scoop out of the moon
It took one more and pretty soon
The moon went pop like a balloon
The spoon reached down close to the ground
And started stirring round and round
It sounded like tornadoes sound
And stirred up everything around
Sheep and cows and cars and trucks
Dogs and cats and pigs and ducks
Span around and got mixed up
And how they changed is how they stuck
The pig went moo
And the cow went quack
And the sheepdog clapped his flippers
And the sheep went oink
And the hen went woof
And fetched the farmer’s slippers
And the duck went baaah
And the mouse went neigh
And the barn owl stole the tractor
But what went eek
He took a peek
A mad velociraptor
The farmer didn‘t have a clue
He did not know quite what to do
He asked his wife in case she knew
And the farmer’s wife said
MOOOOOOOOOOO!
Written 17 April 2021 (in anticipation of Nursery Rhyme 5)
Contest: Nursery Rhyme 5
Sponsor: Eve Roper
spaces darkened lair
a speeding star caught
devastation done
black unseen pull
destructive and creative
super strong lock force
gravity warped hard
million solar mass meld
light imprisoned cell
space black cauldron
vortex whirling end
singularity
Turning on the news, getting the blues
Wishing I was living in someone else's shoes
Watching the hate, and people discriminate
Feeling each part of me start to shake
Why do people got to be so damn fake
Is this a giant massive mistake
People of color, are just like one another
We all come from a different mother
I hate watching people suffer
Why can't we approve of one another
We are all the same, filled with the pain
Playing the same game
What have we became
We have nothing to gain
So what if we have different colored skin
People treat it like its a sin
Hatred comes from deep within
It all starts with people and there thick ugly skin
So what if people are gay
They were born that way
They feel like they have to hide and that's not ok
There not somebody you can just throw away
So people please start opening up your hearts
Because this is tearing us all apart
The hatred is off the freaking charts
Let's try and be smart
And quit living in the pitch black dark
A-nother
M-assive
P-ropagation
A-llows
R-emarkable
O-utcome
Topic: Faith (Metro Manila North)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
The buildings are still standing
The dead are still talking
And walking
Yet I watch each and all fall
Then I see them turn and stand tall
Looks like they too heard the call
The crown was found
It started with a spark
If elephants were able to fly
And soar above the clouds on high
We'd just become a clump
When they took a dump
And that we can't deny!
--
Inspired by Jan's limerick
She was bird, in a massive world.
She flew, felt new,
above the clouds, had no doubts,
Believed life is good, sky is her hood,
Lived so high as reality is a lie.
Her last laugh, that torn her half,
Captured in eagle’s eye, wanted to die.
Freedom is lost, payed huge cost,
killed her soul, now dark as coal.
Nothin left, soon she left. she was a bird, in a massive world.
Why does it happen,
when you collapse in,
on yourself, a black
hole is formed ? I don’t
want to enter, the depth
of eternal death !
Would you come with
me to have a look
at the fading sun ?
It is beautiful. The
rainbow on street, in-
viting you to cross the colors.
It bleeds the heart, the
irreparable loss of the rival.
You are here, not to come again.
Satish Verma
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