Peace has a rebrand
a mogul makeover
on bloodstained sand
where the loyal line up
for the real estate god
to turn over profit
and a people into sod.
A DAY TO REMEMBER
(COVID 19)
It is said everyday,
When God created this land,
He visited the land everyday,
He returned every night to rest as his demand,
One month for a dozen to another chapter, darkness covered the entire world, on the special day of God, which was Sunday.
A giant archenemy with his Excalibur and Shaft killed 128,343 people, the rest cannot be mentioned.
That was when the virile of the world became weak from that day,
Heroes and miniature were being penned like animals, including the Presidents as lockdown was declared,
When did paradise became hell,
When did our own land became our enemy,
Grotesque, troll, Mighty trees and it infant corn were completely pulled out as it fell,
The effect and cause was known but its cure was anonymity.
This poisonous poignant bell kept on sounding and gallant and mogul were falling like an ant at the sound of its bell
It was a day to remember, for it reminded the world of the pain of agony
an angle a way
warmongering mogul-
calculated reign
***
What the paper said
A newspaper I sometimes read is not happy
that billionaires dabble in politics
the paper is partly right; especially if the rich
The person who thinks about it is not liberal.
People who are successful in relative youth
tend to inflate their importance, ask what
do I know how to fill my time in service to my
country, even though they know it is about
themselves and well-being to use their
business acumen to benefit for the state
and at the same time, give them importance
on an international level
Sigh a mogul is not an intellectual, his vision
is narrowed as his business talent that does
not include the mass of people who might
have other interests, say about quality and
social issues that have no visible outcome
but nevertheless benefit those who are of
a modest talent
A billionaire should not brush them off as a
hindrance to their view, life is more than
running a factory and meeting people who
are in awe of the wealth
Words books and history bans
Restricting women and anti trans
Climate deniers and mogul fans
Patriots the hands in Putin’s plans
In the city of Chicago
There are born Queens with beautiful faces
Commanding constable with gloves in hands
But on the other side of the Empire
Is my city, where birds sing louder than car horn
And echo's of various native languages
Pierce the street like tribal war
A local girl of humble birth
But I want more than our local gin
I want liquor of the Queens
The red wines in green bottles
I want more than I could have
I want to live like the Queens
Ebony and Ivory
If my feathers were black and I was compared to a White Owl I would feel very wise indeed ...
If my hair were black and I was compared to a chimpanzee I would feel cute , inquisitive, cheeky , beautiful and lovely swinging free from tree to tree ..
If my feathers were white and I was compared to a Black Eagle I would feel strong ...
If my hair were white and I was compared to a silver back gorilla I would feel like the king of the jungle , King Kong , A Mogul Mum
Chariots Of Fire ...It's good to be me , my feathers of a Wise Owl protected by the Eagle
My hair of a chimpanzee , that's me, living under the canopy of an old oak tree , the sunlight dancing on an autumn leaf ....
Bee happy
You were a talented British actor but sadly, not anymore.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned ninety-four.
You starred in an episode of "Fawlty Towers" and "Dalziel and Pascoe".
Forty-four years ago, you starred in "The Adventures Of Picasso".
You starred in an episode of "Last Of The Summer Wine".
You starred in an episode of "Mogul" and "Space: 1999".
You starred in a short lived British sitcom titled "Cuffy".
After living a long life, you died at the age of ninety-three.
When you starred in Fawlty Towers, you beat up John Cleese.
Today would have been your birthday, may you Rest In Peace.
[Dedicated to Bernard Cribbins (1928-2022) who died on July 27, 2022]
We all have to work...
I finally work smarter, not harder
A true self-starter
I've mastered the Art of...
#1 Breeeaaathinnnggg, inhaling, exhaling
Inspired by Mr. Smart; so fitting
Straight-shooting, not curtailing.
I've learned to scale my business
by aligning my tribe
Leaving people who want to survive
And attracting those that want to thrive
The Art of Patience
Marketing, Administrative Expertise!
Organizing your business plans, so profits you can see!
I have a passion for business
I have a love for transactions
I eliminated ego & improved my plan of action
Now... I am an Attraction!
I am in demand
My source is so abundant
I love to service & stand...
For the Art of seeing
And doing what we love
The Art of Being...
I love working smarter.
Mogul Gu.
EVERYBODY NEEDS SOMEBODY:
It's totally been a tough month,
To put myself up to try.
Smiled all day with open mouth,
But later turning into cry.
Holding on to fight,
Through this big plight.
It's truly been so tight,
And I nearly lost the might.
All I wish for was some love in the dark night.
And who knew it would bring in a starke light?
Indeed,everybody needs somebody,
That's an unfailing avowed buddy,
Who's an angel in a human body.
If you don't have one,
Then sorry you are not having fun,
Since that somebody will help you stand.
And make life sweet as strawberry wine.
I have a beautiful somebody in my life.
Yes,that's my wife,
An aristocratic mogul that I have.
Her love is an unfadable healing,
Her care is an unlimited soothing.
A proud mother of my great children.
Frankly,she holds the key to my haven,
An empress of my Eden,
In her heart am I hidden.
Glory be to God for this gift.
She was chosen based on freaky sift.
Perhaps,I pray you get somebody too,
So life would be worth for you two.
I mean you...yes you...
My everyday reader,
who's also a sound listener.
A big "if"
get a whiff
Me? zero.
my hero...
Ben Franklin
wise statesman
scientist
columnist.
Ben's passwords -
Poor Richard's
crackerjack
almanack.
Did Silence
Dogood sense
women's rights
and insights?
Philly fire
would inspire
Ben's brilliance -
insurance
Self-taught, thence
Ben invents
bifocals
smart mogul.
Next project
he'd perfect
ladder chair
with step stair.
Millionaire
takes a dare
Kites and keys
lightning please.
A new hat
diplomat
Ben would dance
off to France.
Death's closed door
eighty-four
Famous men
admire Ben.
September 18, 2020
rewritten March 9, 2021
for contest: If I Were Famous..
sponsor:
I fought one piggish Titan and I won
As if that devious Leech existed not;
Sealing the very firy nose of his gun
With ball-like rags to sap every shot.
A long-lionized mogul of giant name
Slew my low fists by a magic stroke;
Vilest Judas glossing in pesty fame,
I his two-timing fang spookily broke.
I know not if such a scheming villain
Fickle arms dim for want of glut gain,
Ever shall by Time's rare marvel floor,
And ink selfsame serendipities more.
May the Highest Star your ochre clip,
And pelt plagues and fates your ship;
Until Hades her filthiest minion finds
Sulfurous frying betwixt fallen minds.
May your fiendish bow of foxy veneer
Snap mid-hunt as looms hugest deer,
And life's fave tooth turn fatal sore;
Your daintiest morsel tartest grow!
Squinting towards the lens, pressed fingers poised
Patter of shutters point to ample publication
Greater than any citizens' optimised hopes
Helicopter swept, high stake hustling self opinion
Gratuitous frog mouth catches fools, sticky tongue lashings
Golf club strolling, silver spoon holding, crumbs for cleaners
Pussy grabber dresses in pro life garb for target demographic
Speaks the language of fanaticism, fist in scripture
Heavy repertoire laced in hate. Dire threat leant on as a pillar
Podium fronted pompous smoothes fear with one liners
Gambling with virus spits in the face of reckless ruler
Trillion dollar trade removed, blackjack tapped table bust
Mogul makes workers homeless amidst bankruptcy claims
Grotesque filing fails retains dozens of glinting casinos
Gall lets leader make meme of nuclear dictator
Having little remaining reign tenure, pocket profane folds
12th July 2020
The president to set press decorum
Said the man from the Penthouse forum
After setting up Acosta's CNN
Never to use a microphone again
The man who called Africa a hole
Afraid of the IRS for the money he stole
He also pronounced Cruz's wife ugly
On the stage prancing bigly
There was little Rubo
And Bush who was slow
Punch them in the face
Shot on Fifth Avenue without disgrace
Calling Senator Adam t
His antics he can't quit
The pimp and casino mogul
Setting decorum too cruel
The drizzle floated gently down eventually turning to mist
Caressing leaves and flowers as it went by apart from those it kissed
At last it reached the grass
which was relieved that the drought seems to have passed
The humans gave thanks that the drought might break
Although this little bit would barely their thirst slake
But this this the bit of rain
Gave them hope that it would come again
Further north it fell as snow
Just enough for the hill
As skiing to qualify still
Although not a mogul in sight
Keen skiers try as they might
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