It’s a truism that you get what you pay for
Or vote for or ultimately what you deserve…
But when we pay illegal immigrants
To stay in five star hotels with pre-paid debit cards
And the homeless to just hang out with food stamps,
Cash handouts and Obama phones
What do we expect will happen
But for the problem to grow!
And so we watch a nation crumble
Under the weight of its own excesses
Fueled by bleeding hearts,
With blood collected in taxes
And just poured into the streets
And down the drain.
Where does it end you wonder,
Wherever the sewer takes US.
(9/7/25)
Categories:
pay for, city, humanity, sick, society,
Form: Narrative
every day my life will be
full of pain and misery
not knowing where I belong
every minute I ping-pong
through the hours of each day
this deadly hurt is here to stay
making fun of me so you
can feel big--now I'm just blue
there is no reason to be mean
your acting foolish and obscene
leaving me in tears of sorrow
knowing that my next tomorrow
will not be a happy one
your words and actions have begun
to take a toll upon my mind
I just hope one day I find
a sense of peace from all your gruffness
because you think all the toughness
you display will let you be
full of popularity
but it just makes you a fool
what made you start being cruel
leaving many paths of tears
I'm just hoping all my prayers
will come true that some day
you'll be treated the same way
feeling what you have done
realizing its not fun
being picked on and made fun of
no longer cared for or loved
Categories:
pay for, bullying, change, fear, sorrow,
Form: Rhyme
We all stood up to let the witch-doctor work
He rambled and cried, and screeched with a jerk
Her HMO would pay for no other service but his
He has a contract with them, and it is a whiz
Other doctors stood around watching him shake
Recognizing now the sound his rattles make
He howled like a wolf and pounded the bed like a bear
No doubt the frightened lady was getting great care
Categories:
pay for, work,
Form: Rhyme
Now I lay me down to sleep.
Soon I start to curse the clock
keeping me from counting sheep.
I just hear tick-tock, tick-tock.
Bothersome! What can I do?
Turn face up, then on my side.
An hour’s passed; soon will be two.
How much more can I abide?
All my thoughts keep racing on.
Dread is washing over me
since I feel by light of dawn
only wakeful will I be!
Watch tv or read; I wait . . .
Consciousness is with me still.
What I need to do I hate.
I must take a sleeping pill!
Such Dependency is sick.
I reach out to my night stand.
TWO pills perhaps will do the trick!
Price I pay for Slumberland.
Jan. 23, 2021
for Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
Categories:
pay for, sleep,
Form: Rhyme
every day my life will be
full of pain and misery
not knowing where I belong
every minute I ping-pong
through the hours of each day
this deadly hurt is here to stay
making fun of me so you
can feel big--now I'm just blue
there is no reason to be mean
your acting foolish and obscene
leaving me in tears of sorrow
knowing that my next tomorrow
will not be a happy one
your words and actions have begun
to take a toll upon my mind
I just hope one day I find
a sense of peace from all your gruffness
because you think all the toughness
you display will let you be
full of popularity
but it just makes you a fool
what made you start being cruel
leaving many paths of tears
I'm just hoping all my prayers
will come true that some day
you'll be treated the same way
feeling what you have done
realizing its not fun
being picked on and made fun of
no longer cared for or loved
Categories:
pay for, bullying, change, feelings,
Form: Rhyme
Severance Pay
His job as Guillotine Tester was short lived.
10/12/2016
for Live or death one liner contest
Categories:
pay for, humor,
Form: Monoku
The wizard just bought a cheap wand.
He knew right away he'd been conned.
A yellow Lab pup;
what it conjured up.
He'd asked for a young feisty blonde.
02/19/2016
Contest: Limerick Contest II - For Fun
Sponsor: Jan Allison
Categories:
pay for, funny, silly,
Form: Limerick
Why do I have to pay for your life mistakes?
Your mistakes guarantee for me nothing but set backs, not having the things i
need.
The posture of being in lack.
Why should I have to wait for anything?
When I have done my part.
I deserve better as I brought a full deck to the table.
I have goals, dreams, desires and I am in no position to put them in a storage stable.
I know this can't be what the Lord has for me.
No longer will I settle for less.
I want everything the Lord has in store for me to gain.
I realize that all relationships are give and take.
But, not so much so that I have to pay for your mistakes.
Categories:
pay for, break up,
Form: Free verse
I take utter
obedience
You should know this
You
Love
Lord
Categories:
pay for, faith,
Form: Free verse
God will never forget what you've done,
God will always remember your faults.
He'll forgive you someday,
No doubts in that, but
For the pain that you caused
You will be paying through life,
Every day, every night, every second,
Every beat of the time
You will pay for the grief that
You brought to my life.
Categories:
pay for, dark, god, grief, hope,
Form: Verse
GOOD DAY C.J!
Methinks it be time to blink at the sun
Look at your lover and say “good morning hon”
Perhaps a cup of joe and then you can go
Go to that tree where all the doves know
They know how vibrant and lovely you be
Lovelier than that old oak tree
It stands so tall with birds perched inside
And when they stop singing is for them to decide
Now perhaps it’s time to take a leisurely stroll
Making up for the time the clock once stole
Take your lover’s hand and walk him to that lake
The one that swans and minnows never forsake
Then you return home from a lovely jaunt
You with ebony hair and slinky body with which to taunt
It’s warm inside compared to out of doors
And now maybe you can begin your daily chores
So he helps you with breakfast, bacon and eggs
Whilst he is hypnotized by your lithe little legs
Now it’s time for your meaningful morning meditation
But if your lover’s like me it’s time for his illegal medication
© 2011.…..free cee!
Categories:
pay for, lost lovetime, morning, time,
Form: Monorhyme
Like a howl in the night
My stomache is tellin' me something
And im tired of hurtin'.
Everytime i wake up i feel faint,
My breath smells like death.
And im going crazy
Because its something i don't wanna face.
Because its a comfortable place.
I consume the souls, do you see me,
you can never defeat me.
Now i am the dark and we are the way
So look into your heart
As your soul is gettin' stripped
By the likes of us.
The souls collect i keep inside me.
With their evil ways beggin' to be free.
Sometimes they rebel,
But my soul wont allow it.
But they all gotta pay
For the hate and stuff they say and do.
But this i will say i will pay for my sins too.
Categories:
pay for, death
Form: I do not know?
calls to truth were ignored
he flew into smaller steps,
and plowed crop circles
traveling the same path
of denial, it was only truth
that he feared
and the only thing
that unbound the mask,
behind which he hid
~~~~~
To find between one breath
and the next
the courage to face futures
mapped and plotted
but not,
of his own design
~~~~~
I burnt all his masks
courage came at a price
there was nothing I wouldn’t pay
Categories:
pay for, love
Form: Free verse
The people are afraid of the change they see coming,
It is like the mask has been removed and the site is quite numbing.
The way I was taught was that the elected official was to be the voice of the masses,
But the ones we have elected now seem to be more like jackasses.
They seem to be determined to bury us all,
Bury us all with so much debt that it will be our downfall.
How can they give away money they didn’t have in the first place?
Personally I think they are only there for themselves and they’d cut off their own nose
just to spite their face.
The decisions they make are appalling and they say they are for our own good,
Why are they changing things we’ve lived with for over two hundred years, maybe I just
misunderstood.
Could be I’m just too old and don’t want to change,
Cause I will never accept things I know to be deranged.
I was taught never to let someone force stuff on me that I know is wrong,
And to me if it is not in the Bible it just doesn’t belong.
Someday we will all stand in judgment of the things that we do,
And I hope I have a front row seat when these politicians get everything they’ve got due
Categories:
pay for, angst, politicalme,
Form: Verse
You did something at the end of your sermon that was going too far.
You asked everybody in church to give you money to repair your car.
You make good money, pay for your own repairs!
Trying to get others to foot the bill isn't fair.
Yes it's true that people should help one another.
But if you have the money, you shouldn't burden others.
You may be a preacher but that was still a wrong thing to do.
The person who should pay for your car repairs is you.
Categories:
pay for, angst, on work and
Form: Dramatic Verse
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