It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
It might be Putin, or it might be not
How many Putins are there anyway?
That's not his chin. It is. It's hard to say
The space between his eyes is not a lot
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
He's out among the crowds. Oh happy day!
All former paranoias are forgot!
How many Putins are there anyway?
The upper lip. The hint of sneer. The way
He spits his silly bitter little plot
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
The way he walks. So stiff and with a sway
Such fun to play. How hard is he to spot?
How many Putins are there anyway?
One has to ponder on the rate of pay
What matter if another one is shot?
It is. It isn't. Is it him today?
How many Putins are there anyway?
© Gail Foster 29th June 2023
Categories:
paranoias, identity, image, political, psychological,
Form: Villanelle
Please don’t like my stuff or any off my posts
If the power’s get to know ‘
my words will be toast,.
Don’t follow my blog or the sites I may be on ,
‘for if you do it will soon be gone .
I’m respectful to mothers, church and male
‘But if you spread my words I’ll go to jail.
The man is watching, from the powers that be ,
please don’t like my stuff
‘Id rather be Free !
(Not liking the paganpoet on Twitter will also help)
Couldn’t rhyme that last bit x
Categories:
paranoias, allegory, blessing, bullying,
Form: Epic
Suprise surprise ....empathise with a sadist
Draggin emotion through joy consumed rages
So while fear&envy enjoy there true places
Contempt coils around paranoias two faces
True shame is guilt ... pride is living arrogant
And Taking pleasure out of all the embarrassment
Anger management loaded with sympathy
Where hatred can only find hope in hostility
Or grief in euphoria but jokers are killing me
With a token of civility behind an arrogant threat
By harbouring infamy while evicting respect
Display no remorse , and never live with regret
Ya feelin me yet ? Lifes an Emotional wheel of roulett
What ever u put into it is all u ever gonna get
Now that's a pestilent sentiment
Categories:
paranoias, allusion, how i feel,
Form: I do not know?
I'm nobody
Just a guy with a job
But I take it seriously ... very
Security clearance, eye scans, palm prints, the whole nine
The big shots? The head honchos and shoulder stars?
They don't even know my name, or care to
But they count on me, you see ...
Depend on me like the sun and NATO rounds
"IT Specialist" is the job description
Can't tell you how many laughs I've squeezed out of THAT one
I'm just a desk schlub - a screen, mouse, and keyboard are my tools
Oh, that little mouse - the holy havoc hell she's raised!
I call her "Suzie", ('cause she's choosy)
She is one sexy beeyatch, let me tell you ... with an attitude
One hexed flex of the index, and she rules the world
Targets vaporized with efficiency and haste
From here-to-Raqqa to Kingdom Come
Problems, paranoias, terrorists, non-essential marks, collateral ... poof!
With just the wag of Suzie's cute little tail
She loves her job ... I mean, she takes real pleasure in it
Me? I take it seriously, but just for the pay
I don't take it home with me
'Cause I'm nobody ...
Just a guy with a job.
Categories:
paranoias, technology, violence, war,
Form: Free verse
enemies among friends
violence never ends
find a familar enemy far away to blame together
for the reasons we have become destitute this way
whole societies blamed for the actions of one
paranoias manipulated
this is not rational thinking
mind cornered with logic to think one of a few things
its too logical to be insanity
too sane to be blasphemy
and to blasphemous to be true
ways of the land
and cultures blamed
they get along great over here
what of their diet
quality of air or soil
poisoned rationality coming from somewhere
another act for man
testing waters of war torn countries
so we can all breath a fresher breath of air
Peacekeeping can be messy
and as painful as it is to repeat myself
i may just find a way to rip your heart out
for it may happen to you in turn as the ways we tend to poison ourselves
poison rationality or not
i just ask you to please pace yourself
mindful of logical consequences cornering the mind this way
blasphemous truths becoming reality
needing an unreachable enemy
for survival until the savior truthfuly soothesays
Categories:
paranoias, peace, visionary, warmay,
Form: Free verse