First you get
Castigated.' Because they are?
Irritated.'
Next you get, indoctrinated through
Being educated.'
Then you'll be casterated
That gets you celebrated.'
Then you can, get trans-mutated
As truth becomes mutilated
Yet before all this goodness related
Can happen.' Did you get wormed?
And Hack-cinated.?
Only because juval haraani, needs to know??
In the deafening raucous milieu of the din of defiance,
the sense of frenzy tried to discard the touch of tranquil silence.
The splintered vibrant sentiments sank subdued to get impounded
within the prime profundity of the mutated mind’s silence.
From cauldron of cacophony I found a peaceful pathway out,
as I searched for a sanctuary suffused with devout silence.
Entered within the serene sanctum of soul in abject abyss,
where the enthralling tunes of the flute of bliss I heard in silence.
Rising from debris of mayhem after the desert storm of strife,
in the quietude vase the shards of life I gathered in silence.
These turned to bouquet of flower, I absorbed its fragrant essence
in the inner oasis I made in the still depth of silence.
Four characters make the fantastic team,
after cosmic rays exposure in the outer space
on an experimental probing mission,
each member acquires unique prodigious abilities.
Fantastic Reed, the leader, a virtuoso scientist
and a shape-shifter intellectual strategist,
his wife Sue, with empowered invisibility weaves
force-fields as formidable defense asset.
Her younger hot-headed brother, Johnny, the human torch,
turns into flame and a blaze in flight.
Reed’s best friend, Ben, the thing, a mutated rock-skinned
superhuman monstrous powerhouse with a tender heart.
The Fantastic Four's adventures involve
exploration of the different spatial aspects,
roaming with fortitude through dimensions,
in the uncharted regions of the universe,
from the Negative Zone to the stellar space,
facing and dealing with cosmic and evil threats,
as a family team, dynamic albeit dysfunctional,
amalgamated by interpersonal relationship and solidarity.
An iconic and long-term segment of Marvel comics,
its impact extending beyond comics into other storylines,
The Fantastic Four are more than superheroes,
they are the first family of the Marvel Universe.
center>I unearth a penny coin,
oxidated,
a green coat of verdigris.
Numbers reveal,
an age,
one that is decades away
from its mint condition.
I am part of the earth now,
unpolished
gold mutated to copper,
yet still worth
spending.
I have been buying time
deep in the earth of myself.
What the sky now sees of me
is yesterday's sunrise,
and today's shining.
When I was a lad and turned on the TV,
was shows like Creature Feature that frighten me.
Vampires, mummies, aliens, werewolves and ghosts,
were the monsters that always scared me the most.
But these days it's the news that keeps me awake,
cause sometimes it's hard to tell the real from fake.
My smart phone's bombarded by horrific things,
monster that used to only live in my dreams.
Twenty-four hours a day these nightmares grow strong,
and with each passing second my newsfeed is on.
Saying there's no escape from what's here today,
each one of us is surely going to pay.
Those mutated creatures that we used to see,
we laugh at them now for being so cheesy.
I long for those days and the movies of old,
we killed the monsters by giving them a cold.
Today's monsters are quite another topic,
from huge asteroids to things microscopic.
We can't kill them off with an atomic bomb,
like they did in all them old movies long gone.
I know it's something we don't like to discuss,
because now it's not monsters that’s killing us.
So how will we defeat these creature you shout,
by going to the booth and voting them out.
As Jonas was decried, put down
And ridiculed when he
Was doing Polio vaccines,
Successful in the end….
Is there no “Salk” out there somewhere
To do the same for this
Coronavirus nineteen that’s
Killing off our people?
Is it that competition keeps
Research lingering on,
Until large enough dollar bills
Are floating in the air?
Why should we wait for others to
Come up with a vaccine
And then race other countries to
Be first in line to buy?
What if Covid-19’s coming
Waves have mutated to
Survive in air, water, food,
What will we all do then?
It never hurts in this life to
Do as once was done.
Believe you can do something good
And you, like Salk, will win.
W.C.Hull © 2020-17-5-H1437-2547-I52-K52-15
Jack and Jill left (with Trump) Capitol Hill
Fauci sent along both vaccine and pill
Because Corona had mutated
Jack came back, Jill on his back
Said: Side effects imitated being **castrated!
**Drs. Vosloo and Chetty in South Africa, - who saved scores of infected persons' lives in their separate practices - allege "poisons" in the vaccine are meant to control global human population.
DOOM LINGERS
Devil doom lingers
in Corona virus.
Venomous vicious.
destructing Human
Viral infection
Violent in action.
Trial on vaccination.
Panic in Human.
Being carries Death-point
On-going project joint
COVID-19 to appoint.
Bewildered Human.
Further Mutated Corona
More virulent persona
Dreadful demise gonna
Era of Human.
05/07/21
'A Horror Poem' Contest By Funom Makama
So here here it is the new year has begun
And already it hasn't been much fun
Another lockdown
All wearing a frown
And there's no place on earth where we can run...
We were promised a world beating vaccine
And real proof of it has yet to be seen
The virus has mutated
Mankind getting frustrated
And fed up of this enforced quarantine...
Empty promises and false hope are rife
All it brings us is frustration and strife
So roll on next year
Bring much needed cheer
And put normality back into life...
Written 7th January 2021
In the noisy raucous milieu of perpetual commotion,
sense of frenzy tried to discard the touch of affliction.
The splintered sentiments sank subdued and confined
within the unreachable profundity of the mutated mind.
From the enclave of cacophony I found a pathway out,
searched for a sanctuary suffused with silence devout.
Entered within the serene sanctum of the soul in abyss,
where I heard the engrossing tunes of the flute of bliss.
Rising from the debris of turmoil after desert storm of strife,
I gathered in the vase of quietude the strewn shards of life.
These turned to posy of flowers, I perceived their essence
in the oasis I made for myself in the still depth of silence.
August 19, 2020
For Brian Strand's Contest A Brian Strand July 20
The mystery seeds I received in mail,
I did not order, truly surprised me a lot.
Before these got rotten, and turned stale,
out of curiosity I put these in earthen pot.
In the care of the hot summer sun,
nursed by me with profuse water spray,
before the due time sprouting had begun,
their special traits, maybe this tried to convey.
Soon the saplings branched, tall they grew,
buds unfurled to bloom scarlet flowers cherubic,
a species I hadn’t seen, seemed to be mutated new,
hues emitting message of hope in times of pandemic.
August 10, 2020
Contest : "Mystery Seeds"
Sponsor : Carolyn Devonshire
If I went out today,
just one person I have yet to meet
will kill me for sure.
If I do go though
I will buy rice, beans, and chicken,
but there is a chance, perhaps remote,
but a chance all the same,
that the rice, beans, and chicken
will have been
molested by diseased hands
and then I will surely die,
unless I wash my hands
and bury them in the backyard
under a full moon.
If I go out today
I must be as crafty as a fox or snake,
I must slink, and slither
through the crush of other shoppers,
I must breathe through a tube attached
to the internet
where nothing bad ever happens,
unless of course
a virus has mutated into digital space
and then I will surely die.
Summer storm’s rampage
Disfigured the brilliant foliage
Making the green lush disruptive,
That was once attractive.
The most pleasant and serene site,
Mutated in to poor and ugly sight
Despite all the worst,
Standing mightily amidst,
Stanchion and stern,
Like a champion.
A tough one, straight
And crocodile –barked,
The replica of unyielding spirit,
Taking charge of revamping Nature’s bright.
STRAND COMPLETELY NEW (6),any form, any theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 07/07/2020
place : Honorable Mention
Explorations of cerebral fascination
Devilish ideas' mutated peregrinations
Spirited inhalations of tribal incantations
Torso-twisting through saucy peregrinations
Whilst the grimy sesame toast's torn asunder
Swashbuckling seafarers burble and blunder
Through Deli Yammer's roasted pickle bars de-acidified
n Arm n Hammer's blue-cabbage-power shake de-histified
If you think all this is rather hard to follow
Dr. Fauci's linking it in cuneiform on marshmallow
Green four-leaf clover
Mutated symbol of luck
Nature's sign of hope
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