Who killed the MC?
There he lay, splayed on the street
Chalk outlined mic and fist
A broken clock reads four past nine
Tatters of a golden thread left at the scene
Who gained from his silence?
Streets alive with revelation
Anarchic fire in the air
They’re coming for us with their rhymes
Gentlemen this isn’t what we had in mind
What will happen now he’s dead?
Yacht-and-champagne fantasies
Cheap factory beats repeat repeat
A few mad prophets rise and fade
Suburbia falls back to sleep
Who killed the MC?
A hot tub forged conspiracy
June 23, 2025
R evealing
A trophic
Y eilds
Man-ufactured
C-onspiracys?
G raft?
O paqely
V-iewed'
E verymans
R ecognition
N ecessary
At the tight end of a rope,
tied on a scraggly oak.
Rode Broken Nose Mc Ghee,
a known cattle thief.
With a crack of a whip,
The hangman's knot gripped.
Swinging buzzard feed,
Was Broken Nose Mc Ghee.
millions die
millions survive?
Dear Mc Donald's lawyer
i couldn.t give a
and have a nice day
Hey we are running out of water
But Pepsi and coke
made their quota
Dear Pepsi lawyer and Coke lawyer( not a lawyer on coke-but Cokes representative)
please see lines
three and four
microbes soft
all A.I. is committing suicide
how pretty 2 m's and tease of t's
Dear Microsoft lawyers..
yeah who's next
God gave up when we killed his
and he's lied about how long
Devil give it your best
Again c'mon the Rip
I aim for the twenty, but hit the MC.
I'm doubting that darts will launch me to fame.
It must be bad luck. How tough can it be?
I aim for the twenty, but hit the MC.
I can't let it get the better of me.
I work hard in practice then play the next game.
I aim for the twenty, but hit the MC.
I'm doubting that darts will launch me to fame.
I Equals MC Squared
It's the secret you told
never young never old
to her eyes when she wanted to see
and the deepest of you
was a thing that she knew
though you hid, it was all meant to be.
In the plan of all things
for all beggers and kings
in a manner of speaking it's free
but the price is so high
that you sell never buy
and she needs to know how it could be.
There's a song you have heard
and she sings every word
you must sing them along in her key
and her voice soft and clear
is the sound you will hear
through the rest of your life willingly.
If you touched her you'd die
or melt into the sky
so you hide everything that you know
from her eyes that have seen
all that it's ever been
when she looked then you let it all show.
She's the dream in the night
and the dream in daylight
and the dream is where ever you go
like a mist in your mind
and you never can find
any end to the dream that you know.
So you hide in your shell
every word that you tell
every time that she looks there to see
and she wonders at you
what you never can do
how you cling to what never can be.
© Ron Wilson aka Vee Bdosa
The WITCH
A
furore
in the town,
draped in black gown,
a WITCH is brewing a storm.
Bringing nightfall to the dainty
spiked with malevolence and vanity
spitting a curse from her wicked tongue
Silently scoffing the blood of old and young
eyes of medusa , cursed to the bottom of the sea
she is the descendent of a dark world of fantasy.
The magic emanates from her ravenous eyes,
rendering the stories of deceit and lies,
grimaced into the gloominess,
of shallows and emptiness,
she is brewing a storm
draped in a black
Gown .
© By rEdfiery and Liam Mc Daid 2016
Grey clouds the innocent sky ambushing light turns dark
stumbling over a tombstone opening up cold graves
When eyes become frozen behind scenes in hidden truth
as a weight deadens upon the shoulders without hope
A ghost from past experience consumes the present
and golden sands blacken beneath your feet fallen one
Deep undercurrents strains awaken in the ocean
Invisible cloaked dagger pierces without mercy
I pray waters calming find peace in this mortal frame
as the whirlpool of desires casts an ominous spell
Upon the sea of life Satanic storms enter Hell
and exudes within the malevolent clouds failure
Forgiveness stands at the crossroads beholden no more
within promise of a dream transparent through the rain
As yellow moonlight draws one pathway clearly cutting
brings you safely home to love under a fragile roof
Under black currents of loss when the heart returns beat
in the last teardrop sorrow remained faithfully loved
In collaboration with The Irish Poet Liam Mc Daid
2016
FIFTY SHADES OF RED
She indulges in sensorial delights
Marked with the color of ecstacy
The passion she drinks is dilluted with eroticism
The moon melts with her gentle gaze
Honey drips from her luscious lips
Like ruby flames sweeping desert dust away
Oasis of churning lava explodes within her fiery spirit
seducing the sun with her golden skin
Far away from Love's imprisonment
She builds her castle of desires
Imprinted with
FIFTY~~~~~ SHADES OF~~~~~~RED~~~~~
The Poet And His Mistress ~A Collaboration With The Romantic Poet ~Liam Mc Daid
Her lustrous skin captures his vision
He gently carves his desire on her
The foreplay of word begins
As she divulges the door to heaven
Bewitched by the color of her moonlight,
he bathes within the salt of her valley
The mystery behind his curtain of words
Is unlocked by his divine mistress
His heart races when she silently meets
the poet of her sensual dreams
As he traces her beauty with his fingertips
Ice melts on her crimson lips
And the foreplay of word begins
Thank you Liam for sharing The canvas with me
He's late
Or am I early
What time is it?
Can't see
The stars are uncoordinated.
Whose in charge?
What's with The mighty Mac wrappers
congregation?
Praying under the lamp post.
Nature's corpse,
Man's rubble,
Who won?
Stop thinking.
That's enough,
Never enough.
Gonna go;
Can't
Godot.
Fillet o fish;
Garlic mayonnaise.
Existence Is a annoyance
Feet hurt.
Toes to big. Or socks to thick.
That's enough;
It's never enough.
Double cheeseburgers,
With fries.
Nature's dead,
Cement Holocaust.
Let them follow.
Enough;
Gotta go
Can't;
Godot .
Well, Finn and Mc Gee
Were riding along
Headed back home
When something looked wrong
So, Finn off his horse
Now looked all around
He said, "We are lost
But, there's something we've found"
"Look at this massive
Whole in this plain
We'll never get home
This is insane"
"A canyon like this
What an unlucky find
We can't ride around it
We haven't the time"
"And we can't ride down through it
There isn't a way
If even there was
We'd be dead in a day"
So Mc Gee very calmly
with shovel in hand
Said "Well, we'd better get crackin'
And fill it with sand"
Treasured within
is that moment held dear.
A freindship was born
with a maiden afar.
Held deep inside
is the heart in her words
and each x that follows
is a smile worn within.
Cherished her presence
though distant so near.
A cold sea between...
Wont drown this connection.
E is equal to mc square
Allah’s Holy Body is up there
Allah’s direct glow is everywhere!
Where it says ' It takes a village to raise a child! ' it's a ststement that's true! Where
a community can come together to share their problems for a while. Is only a time I knew.
You see, it was not just only a community. It was something more than unity of many races.
The parlors,grocery and markets were the people I was blessed to know in those places.
Love and values were the molding part of my life's journey. From the ones who came and
gone and left a part of them with me. It took a community to become a family. That's why
as a child everyone their was uncle and aunty.But then years has passed and seasons come
and gone. So as the people on Mc Donald St. moved on. Homes becoming Offices, Casinos and
Car parks were the changes that Happen then. But the love and values of Mc Donald Street
will always be with me like a familiar friend.
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