9 Nanos Off
David J Walker
Are you feeling grey or green
unnamed
unforeseen
Missionaries calling daily as the
Positionairies of repatriation
of stolen identification
of silent salutation
confessing unspoken temptation
and now you know
you know
you are
alone
at home
a part
of everything
a part of
nothingness
loneliness
motherless
lost in
the lost land of
the dark nowhere
in the light of everywhere
awareness
might bring
enlightenment
this time
Count the Nanos one more time
Take the time to be happy
take time to smile and chat
in these stressful moments
if we do not take the time
it runs faster than we realize
the days run together
the months run to years
soon each nano second is gone
and we wonder where it goes
take a deep breath
smell those roses
feel the sun on your face
for time does not slow down
enjoy the small things of life
do not stress over each day
do not chase after life
for it sometimes runs away.
The scientist invented nano-bots
That cured cancer and other fatal ailments
They were organically based and worked
All suffering and dying was obsolete for us
And life spans were increased greatly
Then years went on and the question was
What would we do with the extra time
And why would there be children if you didn't die.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Sister Nano Nagle,
Always carried a bagel,
She fed to a rabbit,
Kept under her habit.
Everyman man wants her
spending all of their earned worth
to build her monuments
to out do and out perform
each other
Everyman has dreamed of her
wrote plays and stories
Everyman has died for her
devoted scientific experiences
looking for her
Like Prince Charming
a life searching and seeking
and wandering life's path
Nano is coy
and small
one billionth of dark light
Nano sites in a corner
riding a train on the Milky Way Corridor
But everyman does not see her
They are blind to her presence and place
Everyman looks everywhere
Everyman thinks every thought
Everyman belies her myth
But everyman does not go inside
the box
Unlike Pandora's box
Nano is inviting
sits and waits
to be discovered
I love to google myself
And to facebook others too
"Did u kno wht blkhole kud do?"
"Yup"
Once i asked my neighbour
"What are you?"
She was a high-rise girl
with a penthouse curl.
A perfumed lady from
her pink painted toes
up her long brown legs
to her up-turned nose.
No make-up needed
on perfection's face,
a natural beauty
wins the beautiful race;
a sensual woman,
a sexual winner,
who never saw sin
or sinned with a sinner.
She had a mind and a body
that could build or destroy
any full grown man
or half-grown boy
and she used them well
to satisfy her needs
and demanded her pleasure
like a fat man feeds.
And for a brief, brief time
a long time ago
the lady was mine
in a two-way flow
and we traded our pleasures
like stars of the show
for a brief, brief time
a long time ago.
Superior energy in UFO's
Paranormal informal, Friends or Foes?
Flying dam well where they please
Having humans on their knees
No power resists the Nano Unos
Note: Nano Uno are angelic words, meaning “Power of The Source!” AGAPE 2 [aa g?
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